Soon, the team that lit torches in the dark set off towards Kige Town, and war horses moved quickly in the forest. In addition to the necessary weapons and dry food, the scouts carried black bags. The temple guards also took shovels and hoes. They followed the team silently and quickly disappeared in the forest.

As time passed, when the sky in the east gradually turned white, a scout with sweat on his body appeared outside the gate of Hollier City.

He shouted loudly to wake up the soldiers guarding the gate, handed over the token in his hand, and then quickly headed towards the Duke's Mansion after the city gate opened.

Not long after, the Duke Lucifron's mansion rushed out of several soldiers riding fast horses to report the news. They scattered towards all parts of the city, including monasteries, armories and some aristocratic mansions that were closely related to the past.

A few minutes later, the Knight Titus, who walked out of the mansion, whispered a few words to Duke Angma, then whistled the reins and whistled in the distance...

Turn your eyes to Kige Town - When the sun finally appeared in the sky, Roddy and others had already stopped at the edge of Jingyu Forest outside the town and began to station.

Most of the people in this team actually have no clear idea of ​​what to do next. Even Wellington and Soderol and others did not understand what Roddy intended before arriving at their destination - so many soldiers were a little confused because Roddy's behavior seemed to be "rbitrageous".

But when the team arrived here, Rody's arrangement made Wellington feel relieved: the team took turns to adjust its state, half of them rested, and half began to dig traps in the area beside the forest to clean up traces.

The packages carried by the scouts were filled with fishing nets of considerable size. They were built by the river in Parr Town. There were many fishermen in the village. So before departure, Roddy directly collected more than 40 fishing nets in the village, and all of them were asked to hang them on the trunks of the forest according to a certain height and arrangement rules. He pulled Nata, Akasha, Wellington, Soderol and others to hold a "pre-war meeting" in the center of the camp.

“…The plan is roughly like this. Whether it is successful or not, we at least have enough room to deal with it.”

Roddy touched the wrist armor on his arm and said that because of the attack of the chain hammer, the "Frost Iron Wristguard" was smashed and its durability decreased a lot.

"Nata must be careful. If there is really something I said, throwing away the cloak will hinder your movements, and remember the way I said to avoid it."

He emphasized to Nata in the elf language, and the wood elf nodded, his eyes still cold.

Roddy was not surprised by her reaction and turned to Wellington and Soderol and said: "No matter what happens during the charge, Akasha will support you from behind."

"And...must protect Akasha."

His eyes swept over the pastor who lowered his head slightly, looked at the other party's lips pursed, and frowned and said, "Don't be nervous, just don't forget the way I taught you."

“Yeah…Yeah, yeah.”

Akasha held the ring tightly and answered stutteringly - she was actually not very nervous, but she felt that Roddy's emphasis on protecting her always made her feel a little strange...

"That's the general plan, everyone eats more and strives to keep their spirits up. Soderol and the Wellington Knights will go with me in a while, and we'll confirm something."

Roddy looked up at the newborn sun, and his eyes stayed in Kiger town two kilometers away for a moment, then shouted at Carter: "Pick six people, pretend to be mercenaries, and follow me."

"yes!"

"Okay, there are only so many orders, disband."

Pre-war preparations have come to now, and all plans have been fully implemented. Although Roddy made a sudden decision, he did not rush forward and started fighting directly under such circumstances - this made Wellington, who was originally a little dissatisfied with Roddy, convinced him.

In the disadvantages of "away court", they create "home court" advantages and maximize the benefits brought by "activity" in a short period of time. These measures can fully prove that Roddy is an excellent "battlefield commander".

In an era when illiterate people were everywhere and there were many reckless men, all the words in the code could be called "scholars". When Roddy saw that he consciously considered "tactics" at the "strategic" level, Wellington had already admitted that he had talents no less than Duke Angmar.

Of course, this is in the battle - as for other aspects, he still reserves his opinion.

After the arrangement was over, Nata took a short bow and rushed to the edge of the forest not far away, hanging the spare arrow bag on the scheduled treetops. Akasha and several mercenaries put mixed colors of fallen leaves and weeds into the cloaks. She would occasionally look at Roddy who was leaving, pursed her lips, and then lower her head.

The Templars tied their horses to the forest, and Ruger and Carter supervised the creation of the traps. For this period of time, they have not been simply practicing horseback tactics. How to adapt to all-terrain combat and how to survive under the worst conditions are the essence of what scouts should learn as "special combat forces".

Roddy, Soderol and Wellington pulled up their hoods and took six scouts directly into Keege Town in the early morning, heading straight to the tavern area where the mercenaries lived...

*******

At the same time, Tlanca, who was reporting the news to Ansadin, knew nothing about the silent arrival of Roddy and others.

"The details of the two mercenaries have been found. They are members of the 'Iron Horse Mercenary Group'. A month ago, the team entered Jingyu Forest. Now only two people have come back. I think the others are dead, and the quality of the herbs they brought is here..."

Viscount Tranca was dressed in gorgeous clothes and a decorative sword hung around his waist. He was supposed to be a handsome and handsome look, but his posture was even more servant than that of a servant. He knelt there on one knee, holding a few pieces of parchment with respect in his hands.

Ansardin's dead face had been so gloomy and scary since last night. After hearing Tlanca's words, it was rare to ease. He reached out and picked up the parchment paper and looked at it, whispering: "Advanced speed... Intermediate mana... Six-eye flowers with excellent quality, and Lingyin mushrooms? Is this an unexpected harvest - what about the potion?"

Although Ansadin is a pharmacist, he doesn't need to make such materials by himself, because the level of the potion itself is not high, but he collects these potions for future plans, in other words, "strategic reserves."

Trunka lowered her head and continued to answer: "There are seven bottles of potions in total, all of which have been placed in the pharmacist guild, and they have been in your special storage box. And the news I got said...the two mercenaries will bring new herbs in a while, and the quality will not change, and they say... they want to cooperate for a long time."

"Take them here tonight, whether alive or dead." Ansardin gave the order expressionlessly, and then rolled the parchment paper, "Cooperate? Haha... I don't have that time."

"Get out."

"Yes, Lord Ansardin."

Viscount Tlanca bent down and left without looking up from beginning to end.

Ansadin put the parchment aside, and when he turned around, the ground under his feet was already occupied by a huge puppet core magic array.

At this time, the magic crystals placed on the table were densely packed with thirty or forty pieces, and the puppet sculptures were piled up on the ground into hills.

On another shelf, there were rows of potions specially prepared by An Sardin - including "Extremely Effective Magic Potion", "Awakening Potion", "Wrapping Potion", "Glory of Wisdom", "Grave Moss Potion", etc.

The gray-white elderberry wand was held in his hand. Before he started casting, Ansadin's eyes glanced at a corpse placed horizontally on the other side of the tomb chamber, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Although he didn't expect to recover his body for Magda immediately, he still had a hint of caution in his heart since last night... The strength of the thirteen puppets was enough to scatter the town, but even the gargoyles were destroyed by those guys. This was definitely not a "coincidence" or "luck" of the enemy.

However, he didn't believe in how powerful the villages and towns in the Kingdom of Karen were. These things were done by Wellington to do. He was just doing things for peace, but he was not satisfied with the "puppet legion" he would summon next. He forced Tranka to prepare all the materials used to repair Magda's body, and then he felt relieved.

"I want to see what other ability a scout captain can have."

The magic wand was swung lightly, the light flashed, and the magic circle slowly began to build...

*******

On the other hand, the door of a tavern in Kiger Town was knocked open, and the sleepy boss was asked several questions by the guys dressed by adventurers in front of him. After quietly taking a silver coin, he quickly raised his hand and pointed at the upstairs and said something, quietly hid aside.

The nine people walked in, and the silent and depressing momentum was much more terrifying than those miscellaneous mercenaries, which made the bartenders and maids not even want to greet them, and they all made way out.

The door of a bedroom on the second floor was knocked, and the fat man who opened the door was startled. He rubbed his eyes hard, then changed into a respectful expression and welcomed people in the future. The first three people stepped in, and the six soldiers behind turned around and guarded outside the door, holding the hilt of the sword in their hands, with a cold expression.

"Ro... Lord Roddy, I didn't expect you to come so early, I, I--"

"Don't be so nervous, just report your results briefly."

Henry's original sleepiness had long been scared. At this time, there were bottles and jars in his room. The box containing silver coins was locked and stuck under the bed. There were a few parchment paper on the table with a few lines of words written on it. The handwriting was crooked, but it could barely be seen.

"Sir, those herbs have been exchanged for seven bottles of potions and seven hundred and thirty silver coins in total. Their value..." Henry whispered everything he did, and then waited for Roddy's reply with some anxiety. His eyes were swept at the two tall men beside him from time to time. As a mercenary, he could instinctively sense that these two people had a strong combat power, but because Roddy had no intention of introducing it, he did not dare to ask.

Roddy reached out to pick up the potions, but his eyes stopped above the potions for a moment, and then he looked surprised - but this expression was quickly covered by him. After a while, he stuffed all the potions into his package and nodded, "It's a good job, this transaction amount will be 10% more than you."

Henry's eyes widened. Before he could thank him, Roddy saw the parchment again and asked, "Did you wrote it?"

"Yes, it was written by me, sir... I've learned some before."

Roddy nodded, and his eyes were on Buffon, who was still sitting on the bed next to him, and then he said, "I came here today mainly for some new tasks. You two listen now and you must complete it before this afternoon."

A few minutes later, the depressing guards in the tavern changed their formation and escorted Roddy and the other two to leave. Henry and Buffon also cleared the money after they left, and walked towards the other side of the town with boxes...
Chapter completed!