The setting sun shines on the rows of roof ridges in Wozhimala City, setting a dazzling golden edge on this beautiful city.
Half-elf archer Samira stood on top of the archery tower. The warm wind blew the tips of her hair exposed outside her hood. She sighed softly in her heart. These evil spirits besieging the city are both opportunities and suffering. Right
The hidden injury on her arm caused her to suffer a lot, and it had recurred several times in the past. They always collapsed when she overexhausted her strength, but they were not as serious as this time.
The scene that Samira least wanted to see finally appeared on the hills outside the city. The second three-headed hound appeared in the group of hell dogs.
Thousands of hell dogs died in siege battles, but there were always a few that were the strongest and luckiest ones who survived on the battlefield. Their bodies transformed, and they stood out on the battlefield and became hell dogs.
The king of the canine army.
This is not good news for the warriors of the Green Empire.
The War Command even specially arranged for two peak-stage first-turn construct knights to pay close attention to these two hell dogs. The two three-headed hell dogs actually possessed rudimentary intelligence and hid in the group of hell dogs.
If they refuse to show their heads, even the bed crossbows on the archery tower can't do anything with them.
There are much fewer hellhounds that can rush to the city now than in the previous two days, so Samira's gains are not as much as those in the previous two days.
Before some hell dogs can climb up, they will be stabbed with bloody holes by the spears protruding from the walls and fall from the top of the city. Some hell dogs will fall to death under the city like this, and the city wall guards must take advantage of the battle.
During the calm period, use a grappling hook with a rope to pull the hell dog corpse up to the top of the city, otherwise it will be dragged away by other hell dogs later.
Military merit requires counting the number of hell dog heads, and the number of hell dog heads that can be distributed to archers is even more limited.
Samira dragged her tired body with only three vicious dog heads hanging on her waist. Her right arm was tightly wrapped in bandages. She could still feel the excruciating pain inside. She could feel that the condition of her arm was getting worse and worse.
Too bad, she was hesitant to go to the treatment room again and ask the construct knight to use the holy light to treat him, but she was reluctant to take out a hell dog head as a reward each time.
The lights are on inside the treatment room, and there is a long queue at the door. Now those who are willing to wait patiently are almost all indigenous warriors from the Maca plane guarding the outside. The knight in this treatment room is very special, his eyes are calm.
As for sincerity, there will be no deep-seated discrimination in the eyes because of indigenous blood or half-elf blood. This is still rare in the Green Empire where "knight glory is above all else".
She pursed her dry lips, took out the water bag from her waist and drank some water before walking over.
The injured native guard standing next to him took the initiative to give way. Samira's archery skills and stinginess were well-known in this area, and no one wanted to offend an archer like her.
When he arrived at the door, he happened to see Suldak opening the door and sending out an injured guard who had been cured.
He glanced outside the door out of habit, and sure enough, the half-elf archer wearing tattered leather armor stood silently outside the door like a ghost, but today there were a little less heads of hellhounds on her waist.
Suldak asked her to sit on the wooden bed and began to examine her collapsed arm. He sighed softly and said: "You can't do this. How long do you expect these hell dogs to stay outside Wozhimara City?"
The incandescent flame of the Holy Light Torch was under her arm, almost completely covering her arm. Samira could feel the broken meridians in her arm, and the blood vessels were healing rapidly. Samira pursed her lips and remained silent as before.
Suldak was not discouraged and said to her: "Are you going to chase these hell dogs alone into the dangerous jungle alone?"
Indeed, she is waiting for that opportunity. She wants to go into the jungle and maybe find more opportunities to make money.
What worries her is that these hell dog heads cannot be sold at a high price now. There are simply too many of them. The warehouse of the Logistics Department is almost full of hell dog heads. At present, the distribution of these military awards is very problematic, so the hell dog heads are very problematic.
The military merit converted from the head has also dropped again and again. Now that the heavy cavalry can rush out from the main gate and plunder the hell dogs outside the city, the heads of the hell dogs are facing another devaluation.
Surdak continued: "The injury to your right arm is getting worse, and you will soon be unable to draw the bow, and I will not be here forever. When our guard battalion receives the next mission, I will
As the guard camp leaves here, I don't belong here."
He stopped, stared at the half-elf archer, and asked her: "So what are you going to do?"
Samira didn't think about this. She looked away, trying to avoid these questions.
Seeing that Samira felt a little relieved, Suldak took the opportunity to say: "I have a suggestion. Do you want to listen to it? It may be a good choice."
Samira turned to stare at Surdak. Surdak tapped his finger on the Holy Light Torch and said, "Join us."
He stood up straight and introduced himself to Samira: "Formal introduction, Surdak, the Sheriff of the Deserted Land of Paglos Mountain, Hellanza Guard Camp's Out-of-City Emergency Rescue Squadron, I am currently
We plan to recruit a small team that not only has a formal establishment, but also has the freedom to do what it is usually responsible for. We need soldiers with rich combat experience to join us. Do you want to consider it?"
At this time, he felt like a wretched uncle squatting by the pool to trick a little girl into fishing for goldfish. He touched his nose to hide the embarrassment on his face, and continued to say to Samira: "The monthly salary is not bad, at least more than yours."
Now that you are much more stable and you stay with me, it is possible to recover from your right arm injury. My promise to you is: you can leave at any time when you get tired of it!"
“How much salary can I get?” The half-elf archer’s voice was a little inaudible.
Suldak didn't expect that she would actually speak. His voice was as clear and sweet as the tinkling spring water. He looked at her stupidly: "Uh?"
“How much salary can I get every month?” The half-elf archer raised his reddish eyes and looked at Suldak very seriously.
“Sixty silver coins, and of course there may be some other gains and dividends.” Suldak thought of the welfare benefits of the Helensa Guard Camp and said truthfully.
“Pay me 10 years’ salary first, and I will follow you wherever you want!” The half-elf archer lowered his head and said silently.
"Are you sure?" Surdak didn't expect the half-elf archer to say this. Of course he hoped that there would be an outstanding archer in the security team of the guard camp. Although her reputation was not very good, the shabby orphanage
It is enough to show her quality, and this is exactly what Suldak likes.
"Yeah!" Samira nodded, looking out through the wooden door, and said softly: "In another 10 years, Angolo and the others will be able to grow up, and I hope they can support their family by then.
"
Suldak had always thought she was mute, but he didn't expect her voice to be so clear and sweet.
Suldak thought for a while and decided to prepare a magic contract to have some protection. He said: "Of course it is okay to pay the salary in advance, but a contract needs to be signed tomorrow. After all, the money is not a small amount."
Samila lowered her head and nodded slightly.
Surdak felt that the half-elf archer's expression was like signing a contract of betrayal, so he said: "You don't have to make a decision in a hurry. You can think about it for another night. If you are willing to join the Halanza Guard Camp, remember
Come find me tomorrow."
Actually, he didn’t say the last sentence...
‘We are a regular army…’
…
Suldak tossed and turned in his sleeping bag that night, sleeping a little uneasily.
Suldak wasn't sure whether he was doing the right thing, but at least it could help the half-elf archers get rid of their current predicament.
And currently, the Hellanza Guard Camp really wants to recruit a few people. It is better for his subordinates to recruit them themselves in order to use them for their own use. However, whether this kind of cross-regional recruitment of people is in compliance with the rules, Surdak is still a little unsure.
Note, so he wanted to discuss it with Karl, but regardless of whether he agreed or not, he wanted to sign the half-elf archer, even if it would become his follower in the future. The Paglos Mountains lacked such an archer who was proficient in archery.
In the early morning, Suldak left the treatment room facing the first ray of sunlight. He wanted to find a magic grocery store and buy a magic contract scroll there. After all, it involved a large transaction, and this kind of agreement only occurred when signing a magic contract.
guaranteed.
Not far away, troops are gathering at the city gate again. It seems that yesterday's battle outside the city must have gained something. That's why we started preparing to go out of the city so early today. Wozhimara needs to win one victory after another to cheer him up.
People's hearts.
The residents of the city lined the streets to see off the knights who were leaving the city to fight. Waves of cheers and applause made the battle full of glory.
Surdak crossed the main street and walked quickly towards the airport terminal. He heard that many magic shops in Wozhimara City were close to the airport terminal. Without horses, the journey seemed a bit long, and he didn't have a horse.
I stayed outside for too long, so I almost walked all the way.
When passing by the airport terminal, I saw a large number of material vehicles continuously being pulled into the terminal. There are two airport towers in the airport terminal. Magic airships are parked in both towers. A group of hard workers are carrying heavy wooden loads from trucks.
Take the box and climb the tower step by step.
The two cranes on the high tower are also working at full capacity, and the entire airport terminal seems very busy and lively.
From time to time, a magician riding a magic harpoon will fly by in the sky.
Just outside the gate of the airport terminal, there is a row of peons waiting to be hired. However, they have not been hired for various reasons. They can only line up in a row with nothing to do, waiting for the employers to come and select them like cattle.
, they are considered to be a group of people living at the bottom of Wozhimara City. Among the people waiting to be hired, the Nanai tribe accounts for the vast majority.
“Andrew, why are you here? It seems that your injury is recovering well.” Suldak saw a familiar figure in the crowd, so he walked over to say hello.
Yes, the native was wearing a rough linen shirt, with thick bandages on his arms and thighs. He looked very strong. He sat with other Nanai natives, silently
He was silently waiting to be hired at the gate of the airport terminal. He was the first city defense guard Suldak treated - the indigenous warrior Andrew.
Unexpectedly, with such a serious injury, he was able to get out of bed just five days ago and even went to the airport terminal to do hard work.
When Andrew was being treated, the guy was unconscious the whole time, so he didn't know Surdak.
Seeing a knight standing in front of him, Andrew quickly stood up from the ground, stood up straight and said to Suldak: "Sir Knight, I left the city defense force because I was injured.
I was forced to find something to do to support my family."
Suldak couldn't understand, so he asked Andrew: "After a while, your arm may be fully recovered. Why did you leave the city defense army at this time?"
Andrew then looked at Suldak in surprise, and asked with confusion: "Aren't you the Lord Knight of the City Defense Inspectorate?"
Suddenly a companion next to him poked Andrew and reminded him in a low voice: "Andrew, he is the knight who knows first aid who saved you that night!"
Andrew's eyes widened, his face filled with gratitude. He was a little excited and wanted to grab Suldak's hand, but he was a little humble and hesitant to stretch out his hand, with a simple and honest smile on his face.
“If you don’t recuperate in the military camp, why would you come here to carry your bag?” Suldak couldn’t help but ask.
There is no one like him who has the soul of a berserker hidden in his body and yet still comes here to work as a coolie.
Andrew replied with a face of shame and bitterness: "The city defense army does not support idlers. We indigenous people signed a temporary employment agreement with the city defense army. This agreement can be terminated at any time, so once we are injured, it means that we are temporarily unemployed.
Already."
Suldak never thought that this would be the case. He thought about whether he would face the same dilemma as Andrew in the guard camp in the future. It seemed that the guard camp would not so casually abandon the knights of the guard camp who were injured and unable to participate in the battle.
“Is there any compensation?” he asked curiously.
Andrew's face became even more bitter, and he said naively: "I even lost my job as a city wall guard, how can I get compensation!"
"It's really a headache. Your injuries have obviously healed for the most part. It won't take long for you to fully recover. How can they have the right to do this?" Although Surdak said this, he secretly cursed the city defense department.
These idiots actually let go of a warrior who had awakened his 'shi'.
Later, Suldak felt that this was not a good thing for him, so he took a half step forward, patted Andrew's strong shoulder and asked: "By the way, Andrew, have you ever thought about leaving Wojri in the future?"
Mara City, go and see the Green Empire?"
"Of course, I want to see the outside world!" Andrew answered honestly, but he immediately said: "It seems a little difficult to find an adventure group that does not discriminate against indigenous warriors! And my family is still here.
Wozhimara City, they need my care, I can't leave at all!"
You have family to take care of and don’t want to leave? Suldak thought to himself, and the next moment he thought of Samira’s request to advance his salary in advance, so he patted Andrew hard and said to him cheerfully: “Advance the salary in advance.
Five years’ salary, join the Hilanza Guard Battalion, and become a member of the security team in the deserted land of Paglos Mountain, are you interested?”
Andrew probably only heard about the advance of five years' salary in advance and what was said next. He was not in the mood to listen at all. He looked at Suldak with excitement and asked in a naive voice: "Are you serious...?"
Suldak nodded heavily and said: "Of course, you don't need to question the character of a knight, and I will sign a magic contract with you!"
“Then I did it!” Andrew replied cheerfully.
"Andrew, welcome to join the security team in the deserted land of Paglos Mountain..."