Chapter 12 The Battle of the Posthouse
Everything that happened at the city gate soon spread throughout the city of Engel. The humans in the city began to feel panic. The shops were closed early. The sun in the sky had not yet set. The entire city of Engel fell into unprecedented silence. Countless monsters used to deliver messages were released at various city gates. The news that the Orc Empire delegation executed human mercenaries at the gates of the royal city of the Gary Empire would spread throughout the Fury continent within a few days.
Looking at the gradually fading monster in the sky, Pete returned to the inn and was very sophisticated outside the city of Fury. After all, this also represents the face of a country. There are only a few people responsible for cleaning and maintenance in the inn. If the delegation needs it, they can mobilize special servants in the city.
Pete believed that there was no special task to serve here, so he invited all the personnel of the Gary Empire. What he cared about now was the child sitting on a stool, the god envoy of the Beast God Empire, Lord Rein.
"Sir God, I personally think... isn't this too much?"
Knowing that Ryan doesn't like to go around the corner, Pete asked a question directly, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of the blame from the Gary Empire, the counterattack of the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group, or the interest group behind the hunting slaves? By the way, have Maros and Wall not returned yet?"
Pi Te nodded and said respectfully: "The Gary Empire is just a vassal state, and its national strength can be ignored. No matter how powerful the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group is, there will be no masters to take revenge in a short period of time. The interests of the Slave Hunting Team will definitely fight back. This is something that I can predict. What I am afraid of is the revenge from the Magic Association. Also Wall and Maros have returned. Seeing that you are resting, I will ask them to eat first."
"Magic! This is really a big and small trouble. You have been studying law for some years. Do you think we will be retaliated by the Magicians Association now?" Rein opened his eyes, and as a result, Baishui handed over by Boya turned his head and stared at Pitt and asked.
"In the laws of the human empire, the status of a magician is very special, with some being insignificant and some being comparable to those of powerful officials. This conclusion is not good. However, the possibility of revenge at the moment should not be high, right?" Pitt said with some uncertainty.
"Let them go to bed after they finish eating. It's getting late. Also, let Maros be on duty today." After that, Ryan yawned and returned to his room. Boya followed closely, but soon Pete couldn't feel Boya's breath. He should have returned to the underworld.
Thinking about what happened at the gate of Eng City Gate today, Pete once again sighed at the wisdom of the Beast God. Pite himself couldn't think of the words under the city gate. At that time, all the words were sent to him by Ryan and asked him to say them. Looking back now, the power of these words is really great.
He forced the execution of the mercenaries at the gate of the Gary Empire, leaving the other party with no power to resist. When executing, Pit really felt that Ryan had a sigh of relief for all the orcs, but this halo could not fall on Ryan's head, which made Pit feel very uncomfortable.
Just as he was about to sigh, he heard a familiar voice coming out from outside. Without looking at it, you can tell that it was Wall and Marlos who had just gone to have dinner. Wall saw that Pitt's expression was different and half-jokingly said: "Are you scolded by the messenger? You can't tell that you are quite good at speaking!"
Only Pitt, who was passively accepted by Lion, and the powerful Lich Boya knew about it, so everyone thought that the words under the city gate were said by Pitt himself. Pitt didn't know how Lion did it. This messenger who fell from the sky never easily exposed his power.
In Pitt's cognition, in addition to God, this mysterious messenger of the beast god will always be even stronger than you imagined. It is this mysterious power that has made the Orc Empire burst into advanced power in the reform. After twenty years of development, the Orc Empire has gained a true power.
Pete shook his head and said, "What news did you two find out in the city?"
As he said that, letting the two of them sit at the table, Maros habitually stroked his beard and said, "The branch address of the Mad Blood Mercenary Group in Eng City has been found. They are mobilizing personnel. The entire station has been martial law. We originally wanted to sneak in, but there was no chance. We were too conspicuous in the city, so we didn't do much to stay."
"According to the reaction of Crazy Blood, we may come to attack tonight. We don't know their current strength yet, so we must be careful."
Wall continued: "After what happened at the city gate today, there were almost no arrested orcs in Eng City. They should have been hidden. By the way, who is on duty today?" Looking at Wallpit, who looked hopeful, broke the cold water for him without hesitation.
"Why is this dead mouse?" When Wall was unwilling to find out, Pitt said that it was arranged by Ryan, and he could only pursed his lips and protest silently. However, Maros thought a lot.
"Does the messenger mean to be injured and not die?" Pete shook his head and said that he didn't know. Maros slowly shook his tail and held it tightly with his hands involuntarily.
West of Enge City, the Mad Blood Mercenary Group Branch.
A tall bald one-eyed man looked at the busy scene in front of him and said proudly: "Hiss Ens, your short stay is really wise. I hope you can stay for a longer period of the world after the action is over." Ens is a hunchbacked old man wearing a black magic robe standing next to the man.
After learning that the attack of the four teams failed and were captured, the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group sent the old man over. Ens is a first-level magic god, good at using fire magic. Ens, who has strong magic power, can use multiple level six magic, has rich combat experience, and has a very high status in the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group.
"Ted, there are still many things to do at the headquarters. When I solve this orc delegation that makes me feel dirty tonight, I will go back and discuss with the leader how to make the dirty orc pay the price." Ted is the one-eyed man and the manager of the Eng City branch.
After receiving the news that the fourth team was hanged, he smashed the antique teacup he had treasured for a long time in front of everyone. With one eye red, he wanted to rush out of Eng City with his subordinates and put the dirty orcs one by one on the pickets and howled painfully, and then threw them in the wild for the beasts who like to eat carrion to enjoy it slowly.
Ens stopped Ted, who was furious. Since he already knew the orcs' stations, he could go anytime, and there was no need to hurry up and let his subordinates adjust well, so that they could avoid unnecessary casualties. After all, they were orcs, and it was unrealistic to take them without bleeding.
After Ens promised that he would take full advantage, Ted was relieved. He was a level 3 warrior. According to rumors, there was at least one level 3 warrior in this group, but the dirty orcs should not cause much storm except for brute force.
If Ted brought the disabled mercenaries who were wailing outside the city back to the branch, perhaps he would carefully consider the next action. He was cruel and believed that those mercenaries who had been deposed could only be waste, with no value in utilization, and if they died, they would die. If they were gone, they could find them again.
This is the rule of the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group. Only cruel and ruthless people can engage in the dirty and profitable industry of hunting slaves. It is precisely because of Ted's cruelty and arrogance that the operation ended in failure. However, no one expected that the failure would come so quickly and so tragic.
When the moon rises, the beasts walking in the night outside Eng City howled unknown in the wilderness. The intermittent screams added an invisible sense of depression to the quiet night. Maros stood on the roof of the inn, squinting his eyes at the burning lighting torch below, and his ears trembled slightly from time to time.
When the surrounding insects were replaced by noisy footsteps from far to near, Malos slowly pulled out his sword, pulled a sword flower, and then lowered his body and soared into the sky. His thin figure passed through the bright moon and fell silently in front of the inn. A cruel smile slowly appeared on his face.
The noisy footsteps stopped abruptly. In the firelight, a short mouse man stood quietly at the door and lowered his head without saying a word. The stabbing sword in his hand seemed a little dark under the moonlight. A sense of oppression forced the members of the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group to stop, and some even subconsciously retreated.
One-eyed Ted suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart when he looked at the rat man in front of him. For some reason, this warrior who seemed to be level 3 gave him a strong sense of oppression and gave a color to a subordinate next to him. The subordinate turned his face to avoid it. Seeing Ted's eyes turn from stern to tyranny, his body trembled, and he walked in front of the team with a harsh and slapped in front of the team. He didn't dare to get too close, and stopped about ten steps away from Maros. The knife in his hand still couldn't calm down his fear even though he held it again and again. He looked back at Ted, and the man spoke with a little bit of a harsh and cowardly on his face.
"Who are you! Are you looking for death?" The man shouted while shaking the long sword in his hand. Maros looked up and the man subconsciously took a step back. Ted's face turned pale. The feeling of oppression was not an illusion, but the level of this rat man was really higher than that of him. In other words, at least the dirty and stupid rat man in front of him was an orc at the level of the martial god!
However, he thought that there was another magician on his side, and he was not without the power to fight. Thinking of Ted's waist, he probably raised his waist to cheer him up. Ted, who was attracted by Maros, did not pay attention to his expression. There was a hint of undetectable fear in his expression.
Maros turned his head and glanced at everyone present. The stabbing sword in his hand slowly raised, and a slightly sharp voice sounded in everyone's ears, "The Crazy Blood Mercenary Group attacked our Orc Empire on an envoy to the Gary Empire, and arrested the residents of our empire in our territory many times. The crime is unforgivable and the death penalty cannot be escaped!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Malos moved, and Ted and Ens were also moving at the same time. Ted used a short knife, which covered the short knife in the moonlight with a thin layer of red light. Ens directly released a level 6 magic flame tiger. When Ted sent someone to shout, Ens had already started to recite the magic spell silently. When Malos finished speaking, his magic was ready to be completed.
The roaring Yanhu headed straight for Malos. When he saw the Yanhu that was rushing towards him, Malos drew in his lower body and avoided it. The stinging sword in his hand waved to hold Ted's knife. The weapons intersected Marlos took advantage of the situation to retreat diagonally behind, while the Yanhu that he dodged was directly pounced on Ted.
Seeing that Maros avoided Yanhu again, without any surprise, Yanhu landed in front of Ted and turned and stood up and pounced on Maros. Ted was so scared that he drew his sword to protect him, but he didn't expect Yanhu to turn again, cursing inwardly, the short sword in his hand flashed and followed Yanhu and stabbed Maros.
Seeing that both leaders had already taken action, the archers and magicians in the Crazy Blood Mercenary Group also tried their best to cast their skills. As for those who were holding weapons, they were hesitant. After all, they were of low strength and could not intervene in this level of battle. While controlling the flame tiger, Ens ordered those people to attack the inn. However, as he watched his subordinates rush forward as if they were dreaming, Ens smiled and slowly retreated.
"This old man is very smart! I don't know how Maros dealt with it." Ryan sat on the railing on the second floor, hanging his legs across the railing outside the railing and watching the battle outside the inn. Boya silently held the teacup and said nothing, "Xiao Ba, do you think Maros can complete the duty of one person? After all, there are so many people!" Ryan turned his head and asked when he saw that Boya didn't say anything.
"A level 3 martial god suppresses his strength in battle. Is this rat man an idiot?" Boya said with disdain. Fighting in the underworld is always a life-and-death battle. Hiding his strength is not good for him at all, so she doesn't understand why Maros wants to hide his strength.
Chapter completed!