Chapter 356: Scene 98: Corruption (3) (3rd update, today’s outbreak concluded, continuing tomorrow)_3
He imdiately ordered everyone to spread out and prepare for battle.
But in the next mont, those panicked refugees entered his sight. A group of six people, half n, half won, all dressed in rags and looking like refugees. Their bodies were covered with various wounds, but fortunately, they hadn’t lost their weapons—having kept their weapons ant they hadn’t lost their fighting spirit. Under such conditions, this alone showed they were extrely excellent rcenaries.
Indeed, Ben had already recognized them from their attire: Gray Wolf rcenaries.
No, these people weren’t just Gray Wolf rcenaries; Ben squinted his eyes. These were a group of Jadran rcenaries, the few heavy infantry among the Gray Wolf rcenaries. He had previously seen these people once before.
However, he imdiately frowned. No, according to the strategy, Black Fire Sect Believers and Gray Wolf rcenaries shouldn’t appear in this direction. He thought for a mont and considered that it might be a few rcenaries who got separated from Bujia and others. Though the possibility seed slim, it was more believable than the other option.
The rcenaries were visibly stunned when they saw Ben and his group, their faces almost desperate. But in the next mont, soone among them recognized Ben, and in fact, Ben also recognized the person—it was the young man who had chatted briefly with them that afternoon along with Redi. Compared to that brash white-haired boy, Ben had a much better impression of this young man.
What was his na again? Oh, right! Sanfde!
“Mr. Ben, help us!” The young man nad Sanfde, upon seeing Ben, seed to see a savior, his strength drained as he knelt down and urgently raised his head, shouting.
Although Ben didn’t like ddling in affairs, he wasn’t soone who would leave others to die. Moreover, he was now holding onto the thick thigh of the Phoenix Guard—an excellent opportunity for bluffing and intimidation. He knew the Gray Wolf rcenary Group was finished. Macaro might treat his old subordinates as cannon fodder, but that couldn’t change the fact that most of these n were experienced warriors—they were rcenaries with no other paths to take. Given this, they could indeed buy so good favor to win these people over.
Jadrans, one of the best rcenaries. Understanding this, Ben imdiately nodded and ordered his rcenaries to protect these people. At the sa ti, he asked the question he cared most about:
“Why are you here?”
“We…” Unfortunately, Sanfde didn’t have ti to answer before the pursuers behind them responded for him.
The sound of rustling trees ca from the distance, leaves trembling, followed by several knights riding ‘wild boars’ charging out. Of course, those weren’t wild boars. Other than Ben, probably no one here, except for the wood elves in the rear, recognized what these Black Fire Sect Believers were riding.
Low-Born Demons, a kind of demon resembling wild boars but with mixed brown-green spotted skin, four pairs of fangs, and four pairs of eyes. Low-Born Demons were an important part of the demons’ lower cavalry, making them fitting mounts for these Black Fire Sect Believers. But Ben’s breath caught seeing the attire of these Black Fire Sect Believers.
“Mr. Ben, be cautious… They… are sowhat unusual,” Sanfde quietly reminded.
Obviously unusual! Ben couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Facing a dozen advanced believers, how could they not be unusual? These were elite cavalry of the Black Fire Sect. Why would they chase these five wretched rcenaries who looked like beggars?
No, wait.
Suddenly, Ben drew his longsword. Ben realized sothing—if the pursuit was earnest, Sanfde’s group wouldn’t have made it here. This ant they were deliberately driven to this place, but why? To demonstrate their strength? He stared intently at the Black Fire Sect Believers, unsure if these annoying fellows had targeted his group, despite seemingly no intersections between them.
At that mont, the Elf Commander behind him suddenly said, “There are others in the forest.”
Ben imdiately looked in that direction—within the forest, not a shadow in sight, only layers of leaves forming mottled colors. But then, in an instant, he felt his heart stir.
The card of the Unicorn Knight in his hand pulsed as if it had life.
Good heavens, another card reaction!
So that’s what’s going on. (To be continued, for more details, please visit qidian, support the author, support legitimate reading!)
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