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051 It's Time to Test Your Psychological Quality

The Wind Helmet City in the game is not like the Snowman City's urn. The outermost defense line is the stone bridge that crosses the glacier. When Sawyer really saw the first defense line of this Wind Helmet City, he was still shocked.

"This is definitely not something humans can do..."

Sawyer, who was sitting on the horse, muttered to himself.

This bridge is too wide and too long!

The wide bridge deck is enough for eight carriages to walk side by side, and when it comes to the length of the bridge, it is anyway that Sawyer cannot even see the shadow of the city gate through heavy snow.

"Let's go, those guys can't wait."

Bing Xuan rode past Soya on a horse and reached out to pat Soya on the shoulder.

After coming back to his senses, Sawyer sighed again, and then he rode his horse to follow the mercenaries whizzing by. It was obvious that these guys, especially those young men, could no longer wait to enjoy the warmth of the Candlestove Castle.

What is a little different from the game is that the stables in Fengliu City are built on the other end of the Cross River Stone Bridge, which is the bank close to Fengliu City. The bluestone horse houses stretched hundreds of meters along the city wall, and there were many closed brackets near the city gate, which were specially used to build carports for caravans.

Perhaps due to the heavy snowfall over the years, the huge gate of Fengjiu City only opened a two-meter-wide gap. Yes, it was the gap. Compared with the gate that was nearly 100 meters wide, the two-meter-wide opening was just a gap.

What is incompatible with the wind and snow weather are the layers of more than ten layers of defensive fortifications outside the city gate, as well as the soldiers patrolling in the cold. Before Soya could approach the city gate, a solemn atmosphere had already enveloped Soya first.

(Is it because Ulfric is back?)

Sawyer thought to himself that such a state of preparation for war was as if he was facing a great enemy. If he had to say that it had nothing to do with Boss Wu who had fled from Heergen, he would not believe it.

Soya, who was recalling information about the civil war, suddenly appeared and stopped. Soya narrowed her eyes and tried to penetrate the wind and snow, but only vaguely heard the conversation crushed in the wind.

Leading the team in front was Divo. Looking at the storm-cloaked soldiers who were facing a great enemy, Divo also looked helpless. Before he led the team to approach the outermost line of defense, he saw the opposite side waving a flag to signal them to stop and undergo inspection.

Divo, who did not want to cause trouble, suppressed the mercenaries who were a little turbulent, and saw a squad leader in the storm cape coming over with several soldiers. When the squad leader saw the spoils hanging on the horse, his eyes lit up. Without waiting for Divo to speak, he insisted that the spoils were prohibited items and that the mercenaries should hand over the spoils immediately and hand over their weapons for inspection.

As soon as this was said, it stabbed the hornet's nest. You know, the mercenaries have always regarded weapons as their second life, not to mention that the weapons of the Silver Flame Mercenary Group were forged in the Sky Furnace, and were many times stronger than the standard weapons of the Storm Cloak. Now if you hand them over, who knows what kind of rags will be back then?

Most of the mercenary groups were young men with strong energy and blood. They were furious on the spot. They pulled out their weapons and stared at the team leader. Even when they were not in combat, Aye, who had always been calm, took the ebony battle axe on his back in his hand.

Looking at the mercenaries' excellent equipment, the team leader seemed to feel the coldness of the wind and snow. His brain occupied by greed instantly became much more awake, but he couldn't hide his face in front of several subordinates, and the result was that the two sides confronted each other.

When Sawyer arrived, the young men of the mercenary group had even formed a battle formation, and the Storm Cloak party also gathered nearly 100 people 66 times. Although the average strength was a little different, with the advantage of the number of people, the team leader was also standing in front of the Storm Cloak team. The expression on his face was too lazy to disguise, and he stared at the horses behind the mercenary battle formation with a greedy face.

Buzz —

Whoosh!

The tremor of the bowstring and the burst of sharp arrows slashing through the air sounded in everyone's ears almost at the same time. The translucent glass arrow refracted the color of the snowflakes. When everyone had no time to react, it tore through the imminent atmosphere and instantly pierced the captain's forehead. Its castration continued to penetrate the two repel horses one after another. Then, with a few drops of blood, it was nailed tightly into the crack of the bluestone in the city wall.

The sudden change made people on both sides stunned. At the same time, a cold voice came, as if the wind and snow had become much heavier for a moment, causing the soldiers in the storm cloak to tremble together.

"Is Ulfric disciplined his men like this? Well?! It's all over my head! You go and inform Ulfric and say that Heergen's friend has arrived!"

Sawyer rode on the horse, holding an orc longbow in his left hand and a storm cloak soldier with his right hand, and then turned his horse's head and disappeared into the wind and snow with Firina beside him.

The soldiers of the Storm Cloak were all confused, either fighting or retreating. A question emerged in their hearts. Can anyone tell me who the guy was just now?

In the end, another officer at the end of the team stopped the riot. His level was one level higher than the team leader just now, and he also heard about some secrets. After hearing the three words Heergen, he was shocked and ordered everyone not to act rashly, he rushed towards the Palace of the Gods in a hurry.

On the other hand, Soya, who had just finished pretending to be big-headed garlic, was also shocked. When he looked at him, he was not as cold as before, and he looked completely lucky. As for Filina beside him, this girl hasn't figured out what was going on. If Soya hadn't pulled her away just now, she might have been chopping people with an axe.

(There is no other choice. I can only rely on Feilina to smooth things out later. I remember that Boss Wu in the game was quite kind to Zhugenbao.)

Well, just now, Soya simply looked at the team leader and directly used his energy to make him harshly. As a result, the arrows were shot out, and then he realized that this was going to happen. However, he did not turn around and could only show off with the bullet or show off when the conflict arose, no matter which side wins, Soya would not feel good.

The mercenaries and the soldiers of the Storm Cloak waited for half an hour, and the departed officer ran back with a tired and paralyzed expression, but faster than him was another guy riding a horse.

This guy was wearing general's armor of the Storm Cloak, and under the bear's helmet was full of aggressive eyes. Sawyer, who had already brought Filina back and waiting, looked at the man a few times. He looked familiar. He seemed to be the general of the Storm Cloak in the Palace of the Gods, but his name had been forgotten.

"Who is Heergen's friend? His Majesty is waiting for you in the Palace of the Gods!"

The general was obviously too lazy to introduce himself, so he left a coldly bent and turned his head away. Divo looked at Soya with a worried look, but Soya couldn't see any joy and anger. He whispered to Divo, then shook the reins and followed with Filina with a calm look.

Behind him, the soldiers hurriedly trotted all the way to move away from the horse. Several soldiers even opened the city gate several meters wide without authorization. The officer didn't say anything. After all, the lessons of the past are still lying on the ground, and no one wants to be the second unlucky guy. No matter how unhappy he is, he has to send these plague gods away first.

After all the mercenaries entered the city, the soldiers let out a long sigh and silently dragged the squad leader's body away. No one said anything. The subordinates of the squad leader even had some resentment towards him. The mercenary group was more than better than their regular army in terms of equipment and mounts. You could still try to get the stolen goods from others, and you were blinded to a certain level.

At the same time, the mercenaries who entered the city breathed a sigh of relief. Although they could even win with zero reduction in personnel when they faced the group of ordinary soldiers, no one wanted to compete with a territory, especially when they started a war with the army outside the gate of the main city. This behavior was almost equated with suicide.

"Boss, our mission has been almost completed. After selling these skins, will we just...?"

An older mercenary approached Divo and said in a low voice. Although the last half was not finished, everyone understood what he meant.

Divo frowned and instinctively wanted to object, but when he thought of the entangled relationship between Soya and Fengliu City, his brows became even tighter. He couldn't help but look at Bing Xuan, the girl who acted as a think tank in the mercenary group.

"wait."

Bing Xuan shrugged, spit out a word and stopped talking. However, Divo frowned even deeper, stared at Bing Xuan for a while, then sighed as if he was determined:

"Then wait, Bingxuan, you can pick a few smart guys to deal with this batch of goods. The rest of the people will go to Zhulu Castle with Aye. No matter what, wait for a night before talking about it."

Although the mercenaries were a little suspicious, after Divo issued an order, they took the order and left. Only Divo and Bing Xuan were left beside the huge bonfire in the city gate.

"Tsk tsk, will I just give it one night?"

Before Divo could speak, Bing Xuan laughed first. Divo glared at her, and the seriousness on his face did not diminish at all.

“I need a reason.”

"Well, for reasons..." Bing Xuan frowned and thought, "Didn't Sawyer tell you before leaving?"

"He just said to make me believe him!" Divo's voice was a little furious, "Do you just trust him so much?"

"No, it's not that level yet."

Bing Xuan shrugged, but deepened Divo's doubts.

"What the hell do you think?"

"You have to listen?" Bing Xuan looked Divo's eyes seriously.

"That's right!" Divo glared back with a look of anger.

"Well, that's..."

Bing Xuan dragged a long voice. Divo was about to listen to her explanation, but the words floating in his ears instantly made him petrified. When he came to his senses, Bing Xuan had no sign of his shadow. He was so angry that he stomped his feet hard and left angrily, leaving only a piece of bluestone that was broken and very sad.

"Women's intuition!"

After Bing Xuan said these words, she ran away like the wind. In fact, she had never walked away, just hid in the shadow beside her. As a senior assassin, she could completely avoid Divo's perception in the shadow.
Chapter completed!
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