More than twenty people had come to greet Zhang Tie. All of them were dressed like wilderness hunters, clad in clothing and hats made from various animal hides, and many carried bows and arrows on their backs.
This was not a force to be underestimated. Of course, there were far more people in the hunting fortress than those before him—a total of 287. Of those 287, roughly half were level-five Battle Soldiers, while the other half were Warriors from level six to level nine. Their leader was an eleventh-level Battle Master named Hani. Such a force could already be considered exceptionally elite among the nations of the Blakerson Human Corridor.
Usually, these people were wilderness hunters; when needed, they became the operational force of the Three-Eyed Society. Over the past three years, they had carried out several bloody massacres of merchant groups near the Gusbei Trail in the Kare Mountains. Not a single person from any of those plundered merchant groups had survived. Le Bu had personally taken part in one of those massacres. Beyond that, some bloody incidents within the Free Commercial Alliance had also been connected to these people. The Angus Family had used them to eliminate quite a few rivals and disobedient individuals.
"Young Master, please mount up!" One of them, a tall man with leopard-pattern tattoos on his face, led over a demonic warhorse and spoke respectfully to Zhang Tie.
"Hani, has everything been well at the hunting fortress lately?" Zhang Tie called out the man's name, then deftly mounted the demonic warhorse. Since Zhang Tie had unlocked the fourth floor of the Tower of Myriad Spirits, his senses toward all animals below level three had become extremely sharp, and he had gained the ability to communicate with them. When Zhang Tie approached the demonic warhorse,