In the evening, when the sunlight slowly began to become weaker and weaker, white smoke slowly rose from somewhere in the forest, as if responding to the call of the sun. Although the fog in the evening was thicker, the surroundings of the forest were
It looked very white, but the thin mist was not enough to completely cover up the white smoke that shot straight into the sky.
With the white smoke rising straight into the sky as the center, there is a bustling group of humans. Some of them are making fire to make soup, some are picking some slightly dry branches nearby as dry firewood for making fire, and some are carrying buckets.
Pour clean drinking water into the soup container, some are playing with various food ingredients on the simple tables and chairs next to them, some straighten their backs and patrol around, and some turn up their noses.
The random command over there seems to be very arrogant. Everyone is doing what they can, and everyone is making their own contribution within their own field.
Of course, there are still some people sleeping in tents. Most of those people are the guys who were in charge of patrol this morning. Of course, there are also wounded people lying here to rest. After all, if you are operating in the Warcraft Forest, if
It is almost impossible for a fighter who is not very strong not to get injured.
If there is only one person acting, then no one has the courage to light a fire and cook in the Warcraft Forest, because the aroma of the food will inevitably attract the visit of some nearby Warcraft. But if it is a group, such as a slightly larger mercenary
group, then even if you light a fire and cook in the forest of monsters, there will not be much danger. Because the high-level monsters will not be attracted by the small aroma of food, and the low-level monsters will not be attracted by the small scent of food, even if cats and dogs come.
Two or three of them are definitely not the best of the mercenary group. Of course, one of the very important reasons for daring to do this is the aura of the group. The principle is like a lone sheep attracting wolves.
But a group of sheep can neutralize the instinct of a wolf to act alone. A large number of ants can kill an elephant. This is the truth.
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a burst of footsteps came from a corner of the forest, which made the patrol officers tense up. They were frontline personnel responsible for protecting everyone, and they had to be vigilant at all times. Then, as the two men
The appearance of three, no, three figures, finally relaxed the tense hearts of the patrol officers. Because one of the short-haired young men wearing a light blue robe who walked over was none other than them.
The leader of the Potian Mercenary Group, and the young man with a Chinese character walking next to him is a close friend of their leader.
"What's wrong, Captain? What's going on with this young man?" Seeing their leader carrying a young man in black on his shoulders, a big man with long brown hair and a beard among the patrol officers frowned.
, without even looking at their leader’s face, he started shouting.
The name of this big man with long brown hair and beard is Hong Jianghe. He has stayed in the Tiansha mercenary group for the longest time. Therefore, he is very familiar with their leader and is never polite in his words. Despite this, he
His ability is very good, and the young man with short green hair still admires him very much.
When he saw Hong Jianghe coming out to greet this guy, the young man with short green hair felt a little dizzy. Although he admired Hong Jianghe, the young man with short green hair was most afraid of discussing it with this guy, because discussing with this guy meant that there was no discussion.
The young man with the Chinese character face obviously saw the final result of the matter. He immediately put away the mirror and spoke first with a smile: "Ah, Mr. Hong, do you think I am a little more handsome today than yesterday? Come on, come on.
, let’s go into the camp first, and the next things will be explained slowly after we enter before it’s too late.”
Hong Jianghe wanted to say something more, but when he saw the young man with the Chinese character face who looked like he was going to talk about his handsome history for a while, his scalp went numb. For a moment, he even forgot to continue asking the green short-haired young man and the young man in black.
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The young man with short green hair carried the wolfberry and gave a grateful look to the young man with Chinese character face. Then he rubbed oil on his feet and slipped directly into the tent where the injured were cared for in the camp. Along the way, he saw the servant of this young man with short green hair.
The members of the corps all called him "Captain Long" or "Brother Zhan". It can be guessed that this young man's name is Long Zhan.
Long Zhan, leader of the Skybreaking Mercenary Group, Long Zhan!
"Xiaomei, please help take care of this young man. He has suffered serious internal injuries, and I'm afraid he will have to recuperate for more than a week." Long Zhan, a young man with short green hair, put Goudian down from his shoulders and lifted his hair.
He looked at the dozens of black hairs next to his left eye, and then gave a few instructions to the girl with long dark red hair who was responsible for taking care of the wounded in the tent.
The girl with long dark red hair is wearing a red, black and white dress. She has big eyes and a small nose. She looks quite delicate. Her name is Leng Xiaomei. Everyone in the Potian Mercenary Group calls her "Xiaomei". When she hears the word "Long"
Xiaomei's face turned red at Zhan's instructions and she didn't say much. She just nodded desperately to show that she understood.
Seeing this, Long Zhan smiled, and he knew that this girl was very obedient unlike others. She never refused anything he asked for. He patted Xiaomei's head slightly to encourage him, and Long Zhan stood up.
He walked out of the tent, leaving only the rosy-faced Xiaomei and the still unconscious Gou Dian. He knew that troublesome things would eventually have to be faced, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
After dawdling outside another tent for a while, as if he suddenly made up his mind, Long Zhan lifted the dozens of black hair hanging next to his left eye, and finally walked into the tent bravely.
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Sure enough, just as Long Zhan expected, as soon as he walked into the tent, he was greeted by the least polite man with long brown hair and a beard, Hong Jianghe. He opened his mouth with a big mouth that was absolutely non-negotiable, and then
He directly shouted at Long Zhan, the leader of the Potian Mercenary Group: "No!" With such a non-negotiable attitude, it was unclear whether he was the leader or Long Zhan was the leader.
Long Zhan smiled bitterly, and then turned his attention to the narcissistic young man.
The narcissistic young man's name is Tu Yingjun. He is an ordinary-looking young man with a mortal face who would probably disappear after a few breaths in a crowd. He can be said to be Long Zhan's best friend. Seeing Long Zhan's pleading look, Tu Yingjun
He took out the palm-sized mirror from the space ring, touched the stubble on his chin, smiled and said: "Ah, Mr. Hong, you can't do this. You can't do this to the leader.
What about your tone! If you are as handsome as me, maybe you are more open-minded and can not argue with you, but if you are an ordinary person, you will definitely be angry."
I don’t know how powerful Tu Yingjun’s words were, but they actually made the big man Hong Jianghe speechless. Taking this opportunity, Tu Yingjun smiled, and then spoke to the other members of the Breaking Heaven Mercenary Group in the tent.
: "Ah, in fact, Brother Zhan, the leader of the regiment, cannot have the final say alone, right? In this case, I, Tu Yingjun, suggest democratic voting, with the minority obeying the majority. If you think that the boy can stay temporarily
There are more people than those who oppose him staying, so let the young man stay for the time being. On the contrary, let the young man pat his butt and get out, is that okay?"
Upon hearing this, Long Zhan knew that Tu Yingjun must have a clever plan, and immediately nodded like a chicken. Seeing this, the other members of the Tiansha Mercenary Group looked at the speechless Hong Jianghe again, and hesitated.
After a while, he still agreed with Tu Yingjun's suggestion and said vaguely: "This...just listen to what Brother Yingjun said."
I don’t know who started it first, but most of the people in the Potian Mercenary Group started calling Tu Yingjun “Brother Handsome”. Tu Yingjun’s narcissistic self-confidence didn’t know where it came from, but he didn’t know where it came from.
After admitting it, everyone called Tu Yingjun "Brother Handsome".
Seeing that the key members of the Potian mercenary group in the tent also nodded in agreement, Hong Jianghe opened his eyes angrily and could only nod in agreement with Tu Yingjun's suggestion. In his opinion, since this matter was a democratic vote, the final result would still be different.
Half of them. If he raises some concerns about hidden dangers when voting, then the result will undoubtedly be biased towards the side that disagrees with the boy staying!
"Hey, is this really okay?" Long Zhan quietly moved to Tu Yingjun's side, lifted up the dozens of black hair hanging from his forehead, and asked Tu Yingjun in a low voice.
Tu Yingjun put away the palm-sized mirror and said confidently: "Don't worry, we still have dark puppet magic!"
"Dark puppet magic!?" When Long Zhan heard this, he immediately became energetic. He knew that as long as this dark puppet magic was activated, their side would definitely win the final victory.
Hong Jianghe, who had long brown hair and a beard, didn't know that Long Zhan and Tu Yingjun were full of bad intentions, so he directly opened his mouth and dropped a bombshell: "Let me tell you something before voting! I don't know what this boy in black is."
I don’t know what the consequences will be if I just put him into the mercenary group casually. As you know, there are often conflicts between mercenary groups these days, and there may be some mercenaries who are unhappy with our Skybreaking Mercenary Group.
The regiment sent several spies to our mercenary group, and the young man in black, for example, is very likely. It is precisely because I am worried about the development of the mercenary group that I object to helping that young man!"
Seeing the key members around him nodding in agreement, Hong Jianghe touched the brown beard on his chin and continued: "And, since that young man has the courage to wander alone in this Warcraft Forest, he must have his own way to survive alone.