About five hundred meters away from the village entrance, there was heavy dust, and figures on horseback appeared vaguely under the dust.

When the villagers saw it, they were shocked. Such a formation must be desert bandits if they were not Swadia's army, and the target was obviously heading towards Quut. No matter which team it was,

It's unlikely to bring any good news.

Sure enough, when the team approached, people could clearly see that the team consisted of about forty or fifty people, half on foot and on horseback. Judging from the armor and attire on their bodies, they were obviously Svadia soldiers.

The leader of the team, with a curly beard on his face, seemed to be just a soldier captain. He led the soldiers to the entrance of the village, looked at the carts of goods, and smiled: "That's great! It turns out they have been packed for us."

alright."

When the villagers heard this, they were surprised, they were here to rob! It also confirmed the rumors that Swadia only wanted to occupy the area near Shariz, and the location of Quut Village was a little far away and inconvenient.

Management, so Swadia had no intention of occupying it, and instead simply sent troops to loot it!

At this time, the leader also happened to notice Jamala and the others. Looking at the clothes of the Salander soldiers on Jamala and the weapons on the others, he immediately became alert, held his hand on the hilt of his sword, and asked

Said: "Who are you?"

Jamala obviously knew what the leader was thinking, and just said lightly: "We are mercenaries, and they are all my companions."

The team leader immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although the other party was armed by Salander, mercenaries and regular soldiers have always been on the same page. Mercenaries will naturally not interfere in national wars at will, and regular soldiers cannot attack mercenaries for no reason.

.So the leader just said: "Since it's none of your business, you can leave quickly!"

Jamala shrugged helplessly, and then said: "Okay, brothers, let's go back and eat barbecue." Then everyone passed through the group of Swadian soldiers and walked out of the village.

As he walked away, Xie Feng said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so generous and treat everyone to a barbecue."

Unexpectedly, Jamara said in an urgent and small voice: "Take care of yourself!"

Xie Feng was stunned when he heard this, then reacted instantly and threw himself to the side.

Just listen to Jamala shouting: "Kill!" At the same time, Seritin and others who were already ready made a "clang" sound and unsheathed their weapons before the Swadia soldiers could react.

At this time, the soldier closest to Seritin and others had already fallen down. Al had already killed two soldiers in a row, and the sword in his hand was stabbing the third man fiercely. And Jamala

Then he turned around, and the javelin in his hand flew towards the leader like a powerful arrow, with the target being his throat! But since he could be the leader, he was definitely not an ordinary person. He was frightened but not confused, so he quickly raised his head.

He turned to one side. After all, it was deliberate and unintentional. Even though the leader avoided the vital point very flexibly, the javelin still passed by his cheek, leaving a shocking wound on his neck.

The shocked Swadia soldiers yelled and immediately drew their swords to fight back, but all members of the "Freedom" mercenary group had completely penetrated into Swadia's team.

With you, actions will inevitably be hindered. In this case, the difference between mercenaries and regular soldiers can be clearly seen. Regular soldiers are generally accustomed to charging collectively at the lord's order, relying on neat formations and

Breakthrough power defeats the enemy; mercenaries, on the other hand, prefer a "gangster" style of play. They just need to cut down others and stand alone. Who cares about the position of the enemy and ourselves? Who cares about the formation and orientation? Therefore, under normal circumstances, on the battlefield,

, it is almost not difficult for a well-trained regular army to defeat the same number of mercenaries, but now, there is an obvious exception.

The injured team leader was naturally aware of the disadvantage of his team, and hurriedly shouted: "Stabilize the position! Don't panic! Let's join forces first..." He had no time to say the next words, because something was blocking his eyes.

Out of sight—Jamala leaped high and appeared in front of the leader, holding a javelin in each hand, and her eyes were full of murderous intent!

"Chu, poof..."

In just a moment, Jamara was already standing on the leader's horse. The javelin in her left hand had been cut off, and the javelin in her right hand was piercing the leader's heart!

When the soldiers saw that their captain had been killed, they fell into chaos. The few who reacted quickly dropped their weapons and ran away.

The army was defeated like a mountain. The morale of such an army of forty or fifty men collapsed the moment the captain was killed.

“Pa…” “Pa…” “Pa…”

The sound of weapons being thrown on the sand was heard one after another, and the soldiers who lost their captain quickly turned around and ran away. In fact, if they continued to fight, it was uncertain whether they would win or lose. But if they ran away like this, not only would they lose ugly, but they would also make it worse.

The fatal thing is - they gave up their backside to the enemy.

Seritine smiled, took out the bow hanging from her waist, and reached behind her back with her right hand to touch the quiver.

Sauron smiled and calmly stretched his right hand towards the bag full of throwing knives tied to his leg.

Jamala also laughed, jumped off the horse, pulled out the javelin stuck in the heart of the leader.

…

At the same time, Weiyeha Castle had just become the territory of the Kingdom of Swadia.

In the lord's hall, Earl Rogers knelt down on one knee and said respectfully to the person on the main seat: "Reporting to your majesty, the army is ready and can launch an attack at any time!"

Charlotte stood up from her seat. The passage of time in the past three years has not caused any blemishes on this beauty's face. On the contrary, it has made her exude a more mature charm.

Charlotte smiled and said, "Really? What's Salander's reaction?"

Earl Rogers said: "Sharez and Kalaf Fort are reorganizing their troops, probably preparing to find an opportunity to recapture Fort Weiyeha. As long as we act earlier than them and catch them by surprise, the effect will probably be quite great. In addition, I

A small force has also been sent to plunder the village of Kuout. If it succeeds, then we can get supplies. If it fails, it proves that the nearby lords sent troops to support, then the pressure on our front line will be much less."

Charlotte nodded and said: "Very good, then, let's send troops."

Earl Rogers asked: "Now?"

Charlotte said: "Now."

Earl Rutgers said: "Send troops...to fight Sharez?"

Charlotte said: "The answer is half correct. Before attacking Sharez, I hope you can lead an army of a hundred people to attack another place."

Earl Rogers asked: "Where?"

Charlotte said: "Rushdigan."

At the entrance of Kuowut Village, members of the "Freedom" mercenary group were collecting the spoils of the recent war. Xie Feng watched from the side, and then said to Jamala next to him: "I didn't expect you to be such a man, killing as many as you want.

"

Jamala said calmly: "These people are invading our Salander land, and they are also preparing to rob our Salander people's things. Even if I don't kill them as a Salander, I will kill them as a friend of Fatima."

them."

Xie Feng praised: "I usually see the people in your team being so careless, but I didn't expect them to be so powerful when they actually fight."

Jamala smiled, and then said: "Our team does not accept useless people, so as you can see, our mercenary group only has ten people now."

Xie Feng nodded and said, "Well, quality is far better than quantity."

After cleaning up the battlefield and bandaging the wounds of a few slightly injured people, several villagers came forward and respectfully said to Jamala: "Sir, thank you for saving our village."

Jamala said indifferently: "I'm not here to save you, I just can't stand them."

The villager said: "If you don't mind, please stay and have lunch before leaving."

Jamala looked up at the sky, and then said: "No need, we are in a hurry, and we have wasted a lot of time just now. And aren't you still preparing to leave? Just let a few of those soldiers escape, and said

We don’t know when those soldiers will come next time, so you’d better leave as soon as possible.”

The villagers who had already packed up their things were just polite, but when they saw what Jamara said, they stopped forcing them and directed the ox carts to leave the village.

Jamala wiped the sweat from her forehead with her headscarf and said, "Yeah, Feng Xie, I'm sorry for wasting some time, is it okay?"

Xie Feng smiled and said, "What else can I do if there is a relationship?"

Jamala smiled and said: "It's relevant if it matters. I'm just asking casually."

Xie Feng smiled and said: "Okay, it's really getting late. I still want to take Xigua and the others home before dark. Have you trained well? In case we have to fight later."

Sherlock said: "This little injury doesn't matter. I once had a cut on my back with a machete and still continued to fight - the last time we met for the first time, I was still lying on my back.

That time in bed."

Xie Feng trembled for a while and smiled bitterly: "Don't say such words that can easily lead to misunderstanding, okay?"

Rushdigan is already desolate at this time, and the busy countryside can no longer be seen. At most, you can only see a few lonely old people feeding livestock with a bucket of feed. It seems that the young people have moved away, and only

These lonely and helpless old people.

After entering the village, everyone found a well and drank water happily. Then Jamala asked: "Hey, Feng Xie. Where did those people ask you to meet?"

Xie Feng said: "It's the north of the village."

Jamala nodded and said: "Okay - everyone rest for five minutes, and then we will set off towards the north of the village."

At this time, an old man in the village came forward, saw Jamara's Salander soldier uniform, and asked excitedly: "Sir, are you here to support our village?"

Jamala smiled helplessly and explained: "I'm just a mercenary..."

The light in the old man's eyes faded and he sighed: "I thought the lords hadn't forgotten us yet..."

Jamala could only respond with a wry smile: "The lords will not forget you, but they are also busy with the enemy at hand."

The old man said sadly: "It's impossible. Since I became sensible, for more than fifty years, every time a war comes to our doorstep, the lords are always the first to retreat, leaving us peasants who have no ability to resist.

Here, accept your fate of being robbed or killed."

Jamala said: "The situation should be better this time. Swadia probably intends to rule this land for at least a period of time, so even if Swadia defeats it, I guess you will not be robbed."

Something."

The old man said helplessly: "Even if we don't grab anything for the time being... you have seen that the young people in the village have basically disappeared, leaving only us useless old bones. After a long time, the new lord discovered that we turned in

If the tax is too low, we will definitely be forced to pay additional taxes... Anyway, as poor farmers, we are destined to not have a good life." After saying that, he left with a sigh.

Jamala shrugged helplessly and said to Xie Feng: "I guess I should change my clothes. There are always people who think I am a Salander soldier and ask this and that."

Xie Feng smiled and said: "Okay, if I can successfully rescue Xigua and the others this time, I will give you chain armor for free."
To be continued...