The earth slowly flashed with silvery gloom. The dawn spread the fiery red feathers on the walled city. The sun caressed the morning light, and the golden light shone brightly in the battlements. The mist gradually shrank into the arms of the protruding cape. The sound of the trumpet declared the end of the night hill.

The mercenary commander set up a pergola and squinted his eyes and looked down. He mumbled twice in annoyance, turned his head to look at the Paladin Captain who was waiting for a change of guard. Dalton nodded to him. "The time is up, change of guard," the mercenary commander shouted at the brother behind him.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, the mercenary commander actually admired Dalton quite a bit. Because the paladins and the mercenaries under his command had similar qualities, these people were qualified warriors compared to the sissy steel fork camp. They were no longer naive.

For several days, including the fat mayor, the company commander and officer above the Steel Fork Camp, came to lobby for the mercenary commander like a lantern. They tried their best to state that the final outcome of guarding this city would definitely die, and it would be better to escape.

However, after seeing the dress of the monsters wandering around Soft Maple City, this veteran, who had been in trouble, had already prepared for the entire army to be wiped out. "Being lucky is the quicker way to die on the battlefield; only those who are not afraid of death and dare to fight to the end can be qualified to continue to survive."

Of course, he also made some other preparations. For example, he asked the historian who wrote the chronicles of the mercenary group to pack up the salute early and found the three best fast horses in the city. As long as the war reached a point where it could not be cured, the historian would gallop away with the chronicles. The mercenary leader must leave this seed to ensure that the mercenary group will regain life one day in the future.

Unlike this group of real warriors, other guys with force in the city have begun to feel restless now. After the meeting at Beifeng Tavern last night, the one-eyed Weather tossed and turned, and he did not rest well all night. After waking up in the morning, he made up his mind, "As long as you have those cat-eye emerald coins, you can put the flag wherever you go."

In "Wather's nest" - since the monster identity of the old Chalun was discovered and his body and head was different, Weather changed the "Charun House" to a new name - gathered a group of subordinates who dared to fight the most. He did not pick up the mayor who had agreed with him yesterday, but directly took his younger brothers to disguise themselves and prepared to escape from the secret passage.

They dressed up like a group of country women with scarves. Each of them carried a wooden shoulder pole on their shoulders. The younger brothers used clay pots to fill food and drinking water and hung them on both ends of the shoulder pole; Weather himself kept all the cat's eye emerald coins. They were bulging and looked like fat, but in fact they were stuffed with cotton wool for warmth and weapons of self-defense.

"Open the secret passage in the closet and we rushed straight to Juniper Village," Weather said to his men.

The original No. thief leader of Soft Maple City, Chalun, was dug many underground tunnels in his nest because of his evil crow man nature. These tunnels were originally used as smuggling goods, but now they have become the "hope trail" for the escapees in Soft Maple City. Through them, Weather had arranged for many high-ranking officials to escape from Soft Maple City.

However, there was a tunnel hidden inside "Whither's Nest", which he had never said to anyone. "Never sell the best goods," looking at the black closet entrance, Weather gave his eyes to his subordinates, "This road can lead directly to the village of Juniper, which is the territory occupied by the rebels. It is dangerous, but relatively safer."

After saying that, he lifted the shoulder pole, picked up the windproof lantern on the fireplace, and was the first to walk down the steps of the secret passage.

The reason why Weather chose to follow this secret passage was that he had his own plans. Although the territory occupied by the rebels was not a good choice for them, it was a hundred times better than being directly exposed to the wilderness and being hunted by terrible monsters.

At least the rebels have their own military power, and the Dusangzi Village is also far from the Prominent Point, so they should not have encountered monsters at the moment. As long as they can pass through the Dusangzi Village, Weather can take his men through the forest and walk on a trail often taken by smugglers in the forest for two days, and arrive at another big city called "Cuimu".

It is a mountain city with a much stronger urban defense system than Soft Maple City. The mayor of Cuimu City is different from the elected mayor of Soft Maple City. They are both hereditary rulers, so they have a strong control over the city and the defenders are much more reliable. Originally, a thief like Weather would never enter Cuimu City. However, considering the current bad world, he felt that it was safer to go there to make a living. "Anyway, I have enough money and a group of brothers, so it's not impossible to be a rich man."

There was such an idea, but he did not reveal to any of his subordinates, because it was not the time. On his journey around Dusongzi Village and through the forest occupied by the rebels, he still needed his subordinates to maintain a courageous and resolute attitude. After all, the long road was long, and the weapons they carried might come in their original use.

Walking in the underground secret passage, Weather was planning how to bypass the Dusang Village while holding a windbreaker lantern. The subordinates followed him closely, and each of them closed their mouths tightly. Among the three hourglass underground marchs, none of them made even a sound, until they pushed open a secret door in the forest.

In the forest around Dusongzi Village, there are places where even locals do not want to come in as the villagers have chosen as cemeteries for the dead. Climbing out of a disguised grave and shaking off the wet soil debris on his body, Weather began to look at the surrounding environment. He followed Chalun through this tunnel before, so he had some impression of this place.

Like Soft Maple City, it is also affected by the imperial magic. The cold winter month suddenly fell several months earlier. However, it may be due to the distance that the temperature here is slightly higher than Soft Maple City. There is not much snowfall, there is not much snow on the ground, and many broad-leaved trees have not even fallen leaves.

"A group of ladies walked out of that village." A little brother had just climbed a tree and noticed some situations, and then immediately slipped out and reported to Weather. Everyone touched the guy in his arms. The strings became tighter. Weather followed the direction pointed out by the little brother, and observed with all his only one-eye left, and the thief's head showed a grim smile.

"Be prepared and loosen your muscles and bones. Our opportunity is here."
Chapter completed!