"Strange, few people know about this lake, so why are there so many people here?" Seeing that most of the lakeside area had already been occupied, Old Zola looked a little embarrassed. The recommended campsite had been taken first, which was a bit of a miscalculation on his part. He hadn't done a good job as a guide.
"No problem, let's go take a look!" Sun Fei glanced at the distant firelight, a thought flickering in his mind. He smiled and said, "I see there are still some spots by the lake. They might be a bit crowded, but they're enough for us to set up camp!"
However, at this moment--
Whoosh--!
A white arrow, its fletching stained with blood, suddenly shot from the darkness in the distance, embedding itself in the ground with a thud. Halfway into the earth, its fletching whistled and blood splattered. Along with the whistling of the arrow, a chilling, domineering shout echoed from a distant tree, " The Blood Blade Mercenary Corps is here on official business. Those who don't want to die, get out of here!"
The blood-dripping white feathered arrow signifies that one more step forward will mean certain death.
Such warnings are common practice on the Azeroth Continent. The Chambord Expeditionary Army had used them before in the Kingdom of Black Rock. Although the other party's words were a bit arrogant, they were still in accordance with the rules. If there really was a mercenary group handling some private matters in the distance, it would indeed be unconventional for Sun Fei and his group to rush over so recklessly.
However, upon hearing the other party introduce themselves, Sun Fei's expression changed instantly.
Not only Sun Fei, but also Zola and Modrić beside him began to tremble uncontrollably.
They clenched their fists tightly, their eyes burning with fierce anger.
Blood Blade Mercenary Corps!
It was the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps!
These five simple words represented a terrifying nightmare for countless miners in Chambord City.
Because 80-90% of the miners in Chambord were captured and sold to the Kingdom of Black Rock's mines in the Scorching Blazing Sun Mountains by this mercenary group using various overt and covert methods. Blood Blade is a level-five mercenary group with a good reputation in the Zenit Empire. The group has many experts and is notorious. They will take on any mercenary mission to make money. Capturing slaves is one of the important ways this mercenary group makes money in secret. Many weak fifth and sixth-class vassal states under the empire have suffered greatly from them. However, because these old rogues are cunning and cautious and have a tight organization, they have the secret support of some imperial nobles. They almost never leave any survivors or evidence. Therefore, even if the matter is brought to the capital, the Imperial Knight Hall Enforcement Squad has no way to deal with them.
It's worth mentioning that mercenaries are a unique force on the Azeroth Continent.
Actually, a more familiar and comforting term from Sun Fei's past life's memories can more accurately describe their interests and work—mercenaries. They generally don't belong to any particular country, but they infiltrate every part of the continent, accepting various commissions from any individual or force, including participating in wars, and even appearing in wars between empires. In terms of strength, some powerful mercenary groups, although lacking territory and titles, possess military power comparable to that of an empire.
The Blood Blade Mercenary Corps is one of the three top mercenary groups in the Zenit Empire.
Sun Fei jumped off the Big Black's back, rubbed its head, and the beast understood. It carried the dazed Angela back to the middle of the group. Sun Fei Sun Fei at a centuries-old giant tree in the distance, his eyes flashing like lightning. In an instant, he spotted a cold, short, and thin mercenary holding a powerful crossbow, standing on a branch. The mercenary was dressed in dark, tight-fitting clothes, with a curved blade dripping with bright red blood embroidered on the lapels and sleeves, grinning provocatively in his direction.
Sun Fei smiled at him, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he grasped the blood-dripping white-feathered arrow on the ground and snapped it in two with a crack.
This action means--
Seeking revenge, a fight to the death.
The short, thin mercenary's face suddenly changed, especially after seeing the large group of men behind Sun Fei. He was even more alarmed and reached behind him to pull out something that looked like a horn, about to put it to his lips to blow it as a warning...
However--
With a whoosh, a sharp arrow silently pierced the night sky and pierced his open mouth...
Thump--!
The short, thin mercenary didn't even have time to scream before he fell headfirst off the tree.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh--!!
At the same time, a series of arrows shot out from the bowstring of the blond boy Fernando Torres like beads on a string. The arrows were incredibly fast, but they made no whistling sound as they pierced the air. Blood splattered, like the cold tentacles of death, and in the blink of an eye, they shot down the other Blood Blade Mercenary Corps who were trying to issue a warning in the trees.
Each arrow takes a soul; every arrow shows no mercy.
Sun Fei smiled and gave the blond boy beside him an appreciative look. It was no wonder that he had been developing him into the Sagittarius Gold Saint; Torres ' talent and Aura in archery were indeed rare.
"Outflank!"
Sun Fei made a gesture, and the wardens Oleg, Torres, and Petr Čech each led ten Saint to quickly surround the area from three sides. Sun Fei, alone with Old Zola and Modrić, leisurely walked towards the fire and crowd in the distance.
As night deepened by the lake, the darkness gradually descended.
Beside the stone forest by the lake, torches crackled and sparked as two groups faced off in a chilling standoff.
One group, seemingly a caravan of about forty people, was clad in light armor and fairly well-equipped. They were tightly surrounded, each with a tense expression, some even sweating profusely. Leading them stood an elderly man with a red nose and a long black robe, flanked by a white-clad swordsman and a alluring young woman in a long red dress, her figure like a flame burning in the night. All three had grim expressions, and behind them were three ornately decorated magical carriages, as if facing a formidable enemy.
On the outer perimeter stood over two hundred men, all clad in dark red outfits embroidered with the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps's blood-dripping scimitar emblem. Not only were they numerous, but their weapons gleamed, and ten crossbowmen wielded formidable crossbows aimed at the center of the arena. Their chilling bolts were capable of piercing even the heaviest armor of a knight, like the grim reaping of death itself. At the very front stood four men who appeared to be leaders, clad in light, deep red armor: a burly man with a black leather eye patch One-Eyed Dragon; a seemingly honest and kind-looking middle-aged man; a thin, pale young man with a sinister expression who kept glancing at the woman in red opposite them; and a beautiful young woman of about eighteen.
The atmosphere between the two sides was clearly unfriendly.
There were already more than twenty corpses lying on the ground, most of them killed by crossbow bolts, clearly indicating that they were surrounded and at a disadvantage.
" The Blood Blade Mercenary Corps?" The red-nosed, black-robed old man gripped a magic staff, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water. He growled fiercely, "Your Blood Blade Mercenary Corps is truly insane! A mere level five mercenary group dares to attack my Soros Merchant Group? Aren't you afraid that the Soros Guild leader will be enraged and raze your Blood Blade Mercenary Corps to the ground?"
"Haha, you're absolutely right, esteemed Director Redknapp. The Soros Merchant Group is indeed wealthy and powerful. Under normal circumstances, even ten Blood Blade Mercenary Corps wouldn't dare to act so recklessly. However, who told you to be so clever as to think you could slip through the cracks and take that shipment via the shortcut through the Blazing Sun Mountains? But it just so happened that we brothers found out. Heh, isn't this fate? If we kill you all, Chairman Soros won't know anything about it, and why would he attack my Blood Blade Mercenary Corps!"
The one-eyed giant leader of the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps remained unmoved, a smile on his face.
This guy was all muscle and appeared rough and reckless, giving the initial impression of being muscular but simple-minded. However, when he spoke, he was very articulate and gradually chipped away at the morale of the survivors of the Soros Merchant Caravan. Sun Fei heard the conversation from afar, stroked his chin, and immediately knew that this guy was clearly a shrewd person beneath his tough exterior, definitely the kind of person who was good at playing dumb.
"How did you find out about this?" the black-robed elder Redknapp Earth Inquiry with resentment.
"Go ask Death yourself about this!" The bald giant, fearing that things might get complicated, was about to order the crossbowmen to shoot when his expression suddenly changed, as if he had heard something. He abruptly turned around and looked into the distance.
This action startled everyone on both sides. Following the bald giant's gaze, they discovered that, for some reason, a young man in light black armor was strolling leisurely in the distance, looking extremely dashing. Behind the young man were an old man and a young man. The old man had white hair, and the young man was as thin as a bamboo pole. They both looked malnourished, as if a mountain gust of wind could blow them away.
As they got closer, everyone could see it more clearly.
The young man in black had flowing black hair, exuding unparalleled heroic spirit. A faint smile played on his lips as his eyes swept over the members of the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps without any attempt at concealment, as if he were looking at pigs and dogs to be slaughtered. The old man and the young man behind him looked slightly nervous, but their gazes towards the members of the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps were like four sharp blades, as if they wanted to rip out their hearts in an instant.
Who is it?
Something unusual is bound to happen. The bald giant's pupils constricted slightly as he became more alert. He had let the other party into his 100-meter range without warning, and the sentries and scouts stationed on the perimeter had not given any warning. It was clear that the situation was dire.
"Just passing by..."
Sun Fei answered casually.
He almost burst out laughing, then realized the peculiar comedic significance of his answer in his previous life's online world. It took him a while to suppress his laughter before he said seriously, "I suddenly ran into some acquaintances, and they happened to come to collect a debt... Hmm, let's collect some interest first!"
Sun Fei showed no signs of Dou Qi aura or magical energy, appearing as a weak youth with no martial prowess whatsoever. Meanwhile, Old Zola and Modrić, who followed behind him, were unsteady on their feet, clearly not experts.
However, it was precisely this arrogant behavior of the three that made the bald giant a little uneasy. Anyone with a bit of cleverness tends to be suspicious, and he was exactly that kind of person.
Out of caution, the one-eyed, bald giant did not immediately lash out. Instead, he calmly signaled to his three assistants to direct the other mercenaries to tightly surround the Soros Merchant Caravan and prevent anyone from escaping. Only then did he casually ask, "Oh? Debt collection? What debt?"
"A life lost!" Sun Fei stroked his chin, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"From whom?" The bald giant's expression changed upon hearing this, as if he had already figured something out.
"Blood--Knife--Mercenary--Group--!!!" Sun Fei answered, word by word. At this moment, his face had turned completely cold, and his gaze was like a knife, scraping against the face of the bald, one-eyed giant. His aura did not explode, but for a moment, he made the expert of the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps feel that he dared not meet his eyes.
Second update.
Starting tomorrow, I will try to maintain three updates a day.