Chapter 20 Suspicious Soldier

As soon as the sky was dawn, everyone began to pack up and prepare to set off.

As the wolf cavalry traces closer, restlessness began to spread among the escape ranks.

Thrall wrapped the half of the rabbit left yesterday and stuffed it into his arms, ignored his companions who kept nagging beside him, but looked around in the camp, looking for the beautiful figure.

Soon, Thrall locked in the target.

But unfortunately, there was another man standing next to the figure.

Thrall touched his left face, and the whip mark on it was still aching.

The companion Bam looked at Thrall who was trance and couldn't help but sneer: "Okay, Thrall, stop looking. That noble lady is not something that a civilian mercenary like you can do."

"Who said that mercenaries cannot like noble ladies?" Thrall retorted impatiently.

"Haha, do you really understand the status gap between civilians and nobles? Silly boy!"

"Don't call me stupid boy again!" Thrall turned his head and stared at Bam fiercely.

"Okay, OK." Bam shrank his head in fear and quickly begged for forgiveness.

Then Thrall let the other party go, his eyes followed the figure again, and said in a deep tone: "Bam, do you know Earl Uman?"

"Of course I know, the Lord of the Eagle City."

"Yes, then do you know how the title of Earl Uman came from?"

"Isn't it his father passed it to him?"

"Yes. So, do you know how his father's title came from?"

"It was passed down by his grandfather." Bam felt a little stupid about this question.

"No." Thrall shook his head slowly, "It was his grandmother who passed it to his father."

"So what?" Bam grabbed his bird's nest-like hair, his face full of confusion.

"Why was it my grandmother rather than my grandfather?" Thrall's eyes shone with a strange light, "Because the grandfather of Count Uman was actually a civilian mercenary!"

"How is that possible?" Bam exclaimed.

“But that’s the truth.

Earl Uman's grandfather married the daughter of the former Lord of the Eagle City as a mercenary. Later, the son of the Lord of the Eagle City unfortunately died, and his title was passed to Earl Uman's grandmother, and then to the earl's father - the son of the mercenary!"

Bam opened his mouth wide, as if he was listening to a fantasy myth.

A strange light flashed in Thrall's eyes, which was something called ambition.

He leaned closer to Bam, lowered his voice, as if he was making a vow: "So, the son of a mercenary can also become a noble!"

After saying that, Thrall walked towards the figure.

Bam stared at his companion's tall back in a daze, feeling complicated.

However, what Thrall didn't tell Bam was that the mercenary who married the Earl's daughter was a sixth-level warrior and the president of the North Mercenary Union. He was called "the first person under the Holy Land" back then.

"Ms. Vera, good morning! Knight Collin, good morning! Please allow me to lead you as an apology for offending you yesterday."

Collin looked at the mercenary with a low eyebrows in front of him, feeling bored, and waved his hand as if he was waving a fly: "No need."

"Don't you accept my apology?" Thrall immediately looked aggrieved, and then deliberately exposed his left face, with the whip marks on it still oozed with blood.

"Colin, a real knight should know how to forgive." Vera seemed to be deceived by the pitiful appearance of the mercenary, and she actually spoke up.

Thrall was delighted, but at the same time he felt a pain.

What I was happy about was that Miss Vera would ask for helping him.

What hurts is that she actually called Colin by her name without adding the "Knight" suffix!

This is an extremely intimate way of addressing.

Too unreserved!

"No, I think it's too useless to let the leader of the Firefox Mercenary Group lead me to horses. In fact, I happen to have a more important task to hand over to Commander Thrall."

"You look down on me too highly..." Sar instinctively realized something was wrong.

"What, don't you want to help me?" Colin would not give the other party a chance to refuse.

"I...of course I do, this is my honor." Thrall had to bite the bullet and agree, but he began to regret it in his heart.

"Very good!" Colin grinned, revealing his sharp tiger teeth. "In order to shake off the pursuers behind us, we need to mislead each other so that they can't figure out our true movements.

So, later you will lead fifty people - pick young, strong and fast - to move forward quickly all the way north. After about twenty or thirty kilometers, you will reach the bank of the Mercedes River.

At this time, you should deliberately leave some traces of crossing the river north, but in fact you don’t have to really cross the river, but quietly follow the rushing river and go eastward, and you can meet with us in about ten kilometers.

Of course, when you go downstream, you must eliminate the traces of marching and cannot attract the enemy!

Do you understand?"

Thrall was sweating coldly when he heard this, and he felt more and more that Collin was taking revenge on his own and making excuses to get rid of himself: "You, are you asking me to be bait?"

"No, it's not bait, it's a suspicious soldier!" Colin said seriously, "and we will cooperate with your actions. As long as you do exactly what I said, there will be no danger."

"How to cooperate?" Thrall was still worried.

Clin suddenly frowned.

If this is in the regular army, if Sar dares to ask such a question, the coach can directly chop off his head.

Because the coach has no obligation to explain his overall strategy to every general under his command.

After each general receives a military order, he only needs to act according to the requirements of the military order.

Instead of asking questions, hesitating and picking.

Even if the coach really assigns you a mission to die, you can only perform it.

Military orders are like mountains, even if you really want to crush you, you can't hide!

Unconditional obedience is the top priority for soldiers.

But obviously, mercenaries like Thrall cannot have the qualities of a real soldier.

Colin was helpless and had to explain patiently:

"Our cavalry will all be dispersed, searching for the whistle cavalry that wiped out the wolf cavalry behind us, and ensuring that the other party will not be able to understand our specific movements within the next two days. Therefore, as long as you hurry up and hurry up, you will not be caught up."

Thrall thought for a while and asked again: "So, your plan is to lead a small group of troops to deliberately make the illusion of crossing the river to confuse the enemy, while the large troops will find a place to hide?"

"That's right."

"Then how do you know that the enemy will be fooled? No matter how carefully we clean up the traces of the march, as long as we carefully investigate, we will always find clues."

"Because, we will hide in a place that the enemy will never imagine."

“Where?”

Colin gradually became impatient: "Mr. Thal, have you been to the area around the Bingliu River before?"

"No."

"Then you won't understand." Colin gently clamped his horse's belly and moved forward slowly:

"Do as I said, after arriving at the south bank of the Chunliu River, make some illusion of crossing the river, and then go east along the way, and you will come to the hiding place I said to join the large army, and then you will understand."

"Knight Colin..." Thrall chased after a few steps and asked again.

"Mr. Thal, I believe you will be able to complete this mission, right?" Vera said softly.

Saar immediately raised his head and raised his chest, patted his chest and said loudly:

"Of course! I will not let you down!"

Unfortunately, the little mercenary who was lost in Vera's charm would not see it. Colin, who was walking a few steps forward, showed a sarcastic sneer.
Chapter completed!