Hao Ren and the others had only just arrived and had barely spent any time in the camp when they heard that fierce fighting had broken out on the front line. The outpost commander immediately decided to select some personnel from the newly arrived reinforcements and send them over. Hao Ren naturally couldn't miss the chance to head to the Shattered Plains, so he immediately tried to find a way to make his group more noticeable—in truth, he hardly needed to try. Izax stood among the crowd like a lighthouse, and the young officer responsible for recording the mercenaries' names remembered no one else along the way. All he remembered was that there was a man named Wang Daquan who looked like Tarzan...
Before long, a group of mercenaries and a regular knight unit had been assembled. Led by two officers from the stronghold, they left the camp and rushed toward the Shattered Plains. Riding mutated warhorses that could gallop across the Demon Realm, they sped along and soon left the camp behind. It probably wouldn't be long before they reached the site of the battle.
The camp was not too far from the Shattered Plains.
The Ten Year War had deeply affected many aspects of the Human World, one of them being the originally scattered armed groups known as "mercenaries." The war had forced the various races of the Human World to unite, while also filtering out, at the very first opportunity, all those who were not brave enough, resolute enough, or disciplined enough. Under the harsh circumstances, the formerly loose and disorderly mercenary groups had withstood the test and become an important supplement to the Holy See Allied Forces' military strength. They still maintained their distinctive lack of formal organization, but their overall quality had risen to the