"I'm the garrison commander of Louvern City." The soldier followed Alfred into the inn, and he glanced at the sparsely seated crowd in the hotel, which was not very large, about thirty or forty, but most of them were Northland barbarians.

There was a hint of disdain in the soldier's eyes.

Although it was well hidden, all the people present were ordinary people, basically except for Alfred, who had his back to him, and Anno, who was a little silly by nature, Sean, Cecilia, and William all easily caught the trace of contempt in his eyes.

The Northland barbarians, in the eyes of anyone who thinks they have a little insight or military common sense, are not good soldiers, and their IQ is hard. At least that's what William thought about until that night, and through a series of observations, William found that the Northland barbarians were not unsuitable for soldiers, but that it would take a long time for them to develop real combat effectiveness.

Of course, no pain, no gain, William felt that if he trained the Northland barbarians, he might really be able to create a strong army that was not afraid of death.

The reason why the pure white wings of the St. Joels Empire are so powerful is that they are all composed of fearless knights? If the Northland barbarians can also develop like that, the combat effectiveness will not be much lower. And the most important point is that the replenishment of the Northland barbarians is extremely easy, more than fifty percent of the slaves in the entire slave market are Northland barbarians, and there are countless northland barbarian tribes in the vast ice field in the northwest corner of the continent.

The only thing that needed to worry William was how to improve the strength of these Northland barbarians as much as possible.

You must know that the strength of the fearless knights is all genuine high-rank gold, and a knight group composed of thousands of high-ranking gold, of course, can force the sacred puppets of the Maggie Empire, which are less than a thousand people, not to dare to fight head-on.

The strength of the Northland barbarians is barely reaching the lower bronze, and the average level is even only an apprentice.

William yawned, then turned to face the so-called commander with his ass. He began to think about how to improve the combat effectiveness of the Northland barbarians in an all-round way. After all, this steel wing. But it really belonged to the army under his name, so of course he needed to be properly reorganized and trained, and as for communicating with the commander who was obviously in the opposite position of his nose and eyes, he was not interested at all.

Seeing William's attitude, the blue tendons on the commander's forehead jumped, but he still suppressed his anger very well, because these people in front of him were not the army under his command at all. And what the quality of the mercenary group is, he also knows it in his heart. Rather than having an unhappy quarrel with the other party here, it is important to hurry up and get down to business, if something goes wrong because of him, his position as commander will come to an end.

"I would like to ask when you will be able to leave?" The commander said in a polite tone. "The deal is at noon the day after tomorrow, and Sir Paro hopes to settle the matter before then."

The meaning of these words is not difficult to understand, that is, I hope that Sean and the others will set off as soon as possible, and it is best to leave now.

However, how could Sean be led by the nose, he was now convinced that Sir Paro, a cunning fellow, wanted to use them as cannon fodder, so he said very coldly: "Tomorrow morning." Now everyone is tired and needs to take a break. And Fred had just painted the magic pattern. Need time to take a break to adjust. …… Your Excellency, Commander, come back to us tomorrow. ”

"Lord Castle, I hope you can leave now." The commander's attitude was still very polite. It's just that there is a bit of unquestionable command in the voice.

The rise from Sir to City Lord is an instinctive coercion, and it is obvious that the commander hopes to suppress Sean and the others through Paro's name. If it is an ordinary mercenary group, then it is very likely to obey the orders and commands of the other party, after all, no one is stupid enough to offend a city lord, especially if he is still on the territory of this city lord.

But it is clear that Sean is not a so-called ordinary mercenary group.

He waved his hand unceremoniously, as if he was chasing flies, and said coldly: "Tell the city lord that we need to rest." We'll leave tomorrow morning after six o'clock, and if you can't wait, take your own people. ”

"You!"

"Fred, Anno, send off." Sean didn't give the other party a chance to speak at all, and simply gave the eviction order.

Although Alfred didn't know why Sean's attitude changed so quickly, but at this moment Sean's attitude was already so tough, as a member of his command, Alfred naturally took Sean's order as the first criterion, and naturally walked in front of the commander and said very politely. It's just that the commander doesn't seem to buy it, and still stands there staring at Sean, his eyes are a little colder, and the momentum on his body has begun to accumulate.

Anno didn't have that many scruples, he got up from behind the table and walked directly in front of the commander, who stood by and watched while Alfred was talking. But this commander not only ignored it completely, but even exuded killing intent, the smile on Anno's face disappeared in an instant, he was more sensitive to the emission of murderous aura than anyone else, and directly reached out and grabbed the opponent's collar, trying to subdue this commander on the spot.

But before Anno's hand could reach out in front of him, the commander's hands moved in unison, and the latter took Anno's right wrist and elbow first, as long as his hands were exerted at the same time, Anno's right hand could be broken immediately.

Almost as soon as the commander's hands moved, Alfred moved with him—he took a step back, and with a wave of his left hand, he grabbed the fangs of the Flame Lion that had been placed on the table. The halberd was like a child's toy in his hand, and while waving it in his left hand, it was also gently thrown to his right hand, and with a slight lift, the tip of the halberd was already pressed against the commander's throat.

The slight burning sensation from the tip of the spear caused the commander's pupils to shrink suddenly. But soon, his gaze turned from surprise to shock, and the feeling of a hard object coming from his chest made him understand that not only was his throat pressed against him with a sharp weapon, but even his chest, and at the same time as he lowered his head. Looking at another demonic weapon.

Two demonic weapons!

"What do you mean by that?" The commander forced himself to compose. asked in a deep voice.

"Whatever you mean, we mean." Sean's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand stretched out from under Anno's ribs, just against the heart of this commander, as long as he dared to move, Sean dared to directly pierce the other party's heart.

But even so, Sean feels that it is a loss-making deal!

Anno's arm. It's worth a lot more than the life of this waste.

"It was just a misunderstanding."

The commander looked at Sean, a little jealous of his strength, in his opinion, among these people, only that magic warrior could be compared to himself, but what he didn't expect was that he actually looked away, he didn't even see how this Chainas man made a move. It wasn't until his chest was pressed against a hard object that he realized that his vital points were all threatened.

At this moment, since the situation is stronger than people, of course he will not mess around, the hands on Anno's right arm slowly loosened, and then raised.

Sean retracted the long sword in his hand into its scabbard, glanced at the commander coldly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Get out." Someone else will come tomorrow. If you still come, we won't accept this commission. The magic pattern depicts how much money we should pay you. ”

Holding back the anger in his heart. The commander nodded politely, didn't say anything more, turned and left.

It was only after it was confirmed that the other party had left that both Alfred and William expressed their displeasure at the same time.

"You shouldn't have done that." Alfred shook his head, his vision was still on the mercenary leader, or as an ordinary villager, "Offending him won't do us any good, especially since we're still in this city." ”

"I agree with that." William nodded, rarely on the same side as Alfred, "You really shouldn't have done that just now, or even let him go, you have to know that he is a soldier, and a soldier will have the pride of a soldier." You're just making enemies and not doing us any good. ”

"I found out that you also have times when you speak normal things." Alfred nodded, seemingly agreeing with William's words.

However, for Alfred's approval, William expressed complete disdain: "If I were replaced, I would never let him go back, at least kill him directly, there will never be so much nonsense." ”

Alfred, who was still nodding, was stunned for a moment, and then looked at William with a stunned face: "I take back what I said just now, you have never been normal." ”

"I'm just thinking about the most appropriate solution." William shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, "Even if you let him go, you shouldn't tell him to let him come tomorrow with another person, so that if he wants to make some small moves against us, we will be in a very passive situation." …… Moreover, the most appropriate thing to do just now was to ask Anno to break one of his hands, and then strike and kill him, so that we would be in a good position. ”

Speaking of this, William turned his head to look at Anno again, and said with a smile: "Anno, even if you broke a hand by him just now, you wouldn't mind, right?" ”

Faced with William's inquiry, Anno thought for a while before he asked stupidly, "Do you have anything to eat after being broken?" ”

"Yes." William smiled and nodded, "There is a lot of food to eat, and you can not work for a while." ”

"Hey, hey." Anno smirked and scratched the back of her head, "Then just fold it, just one hand." ”

"Look." William turned his head to face Sean and Alfred, "The parties don't mind, so we should have calculated just now." ”

"You're such a madman." Alfred was dumbfounded, although he could understand the meaning of sacrifice, and it was not uncommon when he was in the mercenary group at the beginning, but Alfred still couldn't accept making such a decision in such an understatement environment.

"It seems to me that one of Anno's hands is much more valuable than his life." Sean pursed his lips, he didn't know what to say about this stupid big man's optimism and naturalness. As a commander or lord, he naturally had to admit that what William said made sense, and sometimes small sacrifices could be exchanged for greater benefits, but as a player, he couldn't accept this kind of behavior.

"Okay, anyway, I don't care what they think. Let's get a good night's sleep tonight, maybe we will have two tough battles tomorrow. ”

"I don't see it that way." William muttered, then lay back on the table, "After seeing the strength of the two of you, the people who will cooperate with us tomorrow will definitely change their attitudes, and maybe even that Paro City Lord will win us over." (To be continued.) )

PS: This chapter should actually be yesterday's fifth watch, hmm...... But let's take it as the second watch of the day. Today's normal update amount is three more.,Anyway, I'm asleep.,Just continue to code words.,I'll try to get all today's updates before twelve o'clock tonight!