Shiloh's face was ashen, but the barbarians who were protecting him started laughing. Seeing Shiloh's unkind eyes staring at them, they hurriedly staged a face-changing show.
"What this birdman said is really vulgar. Boss, why don't you let me go up and tear his foul mouth apart!"
Bullock patted his strong chest muscles and said nicely.
Shiloh snorted and said: "Tell that Augustine, just don't make a big fuss, just beat him half to death."
"If you speak rudely, you should be severely punished."
Connor received the order and immediately took two steps to stand at the front and said loudly: "Augustine, our adults have said, let's go ahead and don't make a big mess. Just beat the rude guy half to death!"
Augustine heard Connor's voice and looked back, just in time to catch a glimpse of Connor standing not far away. Behind him was a fat man with an angry face, who must be the most distinguished person among them.
Augustine felt happy, knowing that now he had a backing to support him, and his courage immediately surged up.
The badge that Connor threw to him before was the badge of the elite royal knight commander of the empire. He is responsible for commanding the royal knights. Compared with mercenaries like them, their status is completely different, and even such a big shot
They are all responsible for guarding that fat man. I wonder what kind of powerful nobleman this fat man is.
Augustine immediately made a riding salute and said: "I follow your will, my lord!"
This moment also frightened Ferdinand. He frowned and secretly thought that he couldn't really be so unlucky. Some big shot came to the Keel Camp to support Augustine. He hurriedly took a closer look and saw the one who spoke.
The big man was wearing exquisite armor and had an extraordinary imposing manner. Behind him were more than a dozen barbarians who were as tall as ferocious beasts. The person hidden and protected by them was a fat man in the middle.
The fat man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was staring here coldly.
Ferdinand rode out, saluted Connor from a distance and said, "I don't know that a big shot is here. The captain of the fifth brigade of the Hunter Mercenary Group, Ferdinand pays homage to this big shot."
"Sir, this conflict is an old grudge between our hunter mercenary group and the Iron Fang mercenary group. I have no intention of offending, and please forgive me."
Connor said coldly: "Our adults have said that you can make trouble and we will not interfere with anything else."
When Ferdinand heard this, he immediately felt relieved. On the contrary, Augustine was a little surprised and couldn't figure out which side Connor was on.
"But my elders also said that if you make trouble, you can't make a big mess."
"You two are now leading a hundred men each. Do you really want to ignore the kingdom's regulations and fight here?"
this……
As soon as these words came out, Ferdinand was a little confused. He wanted to raid the Iron Fang mercenary group led by Augustine. Not only did he want to take away the control of the Dragon Bone Camp, but he also wanted to retaliate with blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and repay his brother.
Therefore, they came out in full force, hoping to directly maim or even kill Augustine.
Who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway and throw his plan into chaos.
"Sir, in that case, how about each of us sends a team to engage in a representative battle. The winner will take control of the Dragon Bone Camp, and the loser will retreat slowly."
While hesitating, Augustine's eyes suddenly lit up and he suggested.
Ferdinand's eyes widened, and he was about to refuse, but he heard Connor immediately agree: "That's very good. You are 20 people in total, and each of you will send a team of warriors to compete. The loser will immediately withdraw from the Dragon Bone Camp."
Ferdinand was very worried. The high-end combat power of the Iron Fang Mercenary Group was much higher than that of the Hunter Mercenary Group. If it was a representative battle, then the Hunter Mercenary Group would obviously have the upper hand.
If there is a representative war, why would I bring so many brothers here?
While Ferdinand was hesitating, he suddenly felt a terrifying momentum surge from Connor's body, locking him like thunder and lightning. He was startled and nodded hurriedly in agreement.
Seeing that both parties agreed to the representative battle, Connor retreated behind Shiloh.
The two sides did not dare to neglect, and immediately summoned the representatives to fight. After a while, they each sent representatives to greet them.
Augustine's side is led by Augustine, and the rest of the warriors are all very heroic, and you can tell at a glance that they are good mercenaries.
Ferdinand's side was slightly weaker, but the aging old man was also in the team and was protected by them in the center.
"Connor, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"
"Augustine's side is stronger overall. The formations are vaguely covering each other, and they have a strong formation. There should be people who are familiar with military formations among them."
"Ferdinand's side is weaker and their formation is far inferior to the other side, but they have a magician..."
"The key to victory or defeat lies in the performance of the magician."
Connor had to analyze for a while, and Shiloh also nodded. The only variable in the battle between the two sides now is the magician. I don't know whether the magician has a fireball with limited lethality, or a terrifying group gain magic.
While the two were talking, they were already facing each other from a distance.
Ferdinand rode his horse forward and said loudly: "Augustin, just a representative battle is not enough to calm the anger in my heart. I ask that this battle be changed to a death fight. Do you dare to bet the honor of the Iron Fang mercenary and accept this life and death?"
battle?"
Augustine was not afraid of this and also rode up to meet him, saying: "Don't worry, Ferdinand, I will spare your life and let you remember today's shame forever."
Neither side seemed to object to the death-match mode, and the surrounding mercenaries began to shout "Death-match, death-match, death-match!"
Shiloh asked in a low voice: "Is there anything about death fighting in the mercenary world?"
"The so-called death battle is a battle in which life and death are the stakes when the conflict between the two parties reaches an irresolvable point. Regardless of right or wrong, the winner is king."
Shiloh nodded, having a premonition that this battle would be extremely bloody and cruel.
After the two sides faced each other tit for tat, the shouts of the mercenaries slowly stopped, the sunshine and clouds in the sky seemed to be still, the setting sun stretched the shadows, and the battle began.
Ferdinand took the lead in launching the attack. He was full of confidence. He raised the iron cross sword in his hand and waved it in mid-air. He shouted: "Open the bow and shoot!"
After giving the order, a dozen mercenaries around him showed their crossbows at the same time, and a wave of arrows rained down on Augustine's side.
"Shield up!"
Augustine shouted loudly and raised the thick iron shield in his left hand. He only heard a few swings and blocked the fierce and insidious crossbow arrows.
The experienced mercenaries around him also crouched down and used the shields in their hands to protect most of their bodies.
After the first wave of arrow rain fell, he saw Augustine's side. The surrounding land was full of crossbow arrows that had bounced or broken into two pieces. He roared, pulled the reins in his hand, and the tall horseman stood up.
"charge!"
Augustine took the lead and immediately rushed towards the opponent with his men.