Blue Sword

Seeing the vampire girl forming an army alone and forcibly stopping the charge of the ghoul army, the Plantagenet mercenaries almost stood there, unable to believe their eyes.

Half a minute later, everyone immediately recognized the reality and cheered with high morale.

Another high-level transcendent!

No matter what ability she uses, she is very good at fighting the undead, so everyone can brag about it.

"Highland swordsmen charge!" Ask suddenly ordered.

So McGree, who had been waiting for a long time, led the other highland swordsmen and rushed forward like tigers descending the mountain, chopping all the ghouls entangled by Peggy into pieces.

"Taunt!" Ask commanded again.

The highland swordsmen laughed while slashing:

"Haha, these undead are much easier to deal with than the last wave!"

"Are these wild undead without anyone to command them?"

"It seems so. Even if there is someone to direct it, it is estimated that his command level is not very good."

"Maybe he's a new necromancer who just graduated from school?"

"Graduation? I don't think so. He should be a boy scout necromancer who sneaked out of school before he graduated."

Everyone teased and joked, and soon the actual age of the commander on the other side was changed from a graduate to a non-graduate, then to not yet enrolled in school, and finally to still in the womb, relying on fetal movements and Crying to command the undead army...

The ghoul army on the opposite side was still roaming and attacking calmly, as if the commander behind it was not affected at all. However, Asik, who was behind, could clearly sense that some kind of provoked anger was slowly gathering.

Even when the resentment accumulated to a certain level, Asker vaguely sensed the opponent's position - not only that, the opponent also sensed his position, and involuntarily began to have murderous intentions and attack tendencies against him.

This is the prototype of the law skill "Provocation". "Provocation" can force both parties to perceive each other's position, and as time goes by, the target's tendency to attack itself will become stronger and stronger.

Therefore, when the provocation skill is in effect, no matter how the undead commander on the opposite side hides himself, he will gradually become invisible to Asker's perception until the opponent is completely unable to bear it and rushes out of the hiding spot.

It can be said to be a quite low-level ability. Without similar psychic abilities or the ability to be immune to willpower control, there is almost no way to escape the effects of this provocative skill.

The lobster gunners had finished loading their ammunition, but they did not fire at the ghouls at this time. Instead, they all waited for Asker's instructions.

Asker pulled a sniper rifle from the air, took a false aim at the murderous location, guided the lobster gunners to follow that direction, and then pulled the trigger.

With a gunshot, the pile of bones pretending to blend into the hillside environment shattered, and a corpse witch holding a staff fled from it in a panic. The next second, a volley of fire from the lobster gunners turned it into a broken sieve in an instant.

With the death of this undead commander, the group of ghouls that had been roaming nimbly seemed to have lost their minds and began to fight in disorder with the highland swordsmen.

The crowd quickly killed all these ownerless undead, and then came the stage of harvesting spiritual materials. Eric took a notebook and kept accounts in person, converted all the harvested spiritual materials into a total amount according to the market price, and then added The corresponding share is paid to Aske in advance.

Although the team's funds are constantly flowing out, spiritual materials are also continuously flowing into the warehouse, and they are of the ultra-low-risk kind. Therefore, the entire Plantagenet Mercenary Group can be said to be in pain and happiness at the same time.

As the whole day passed, everyone finally completely bulldozed the three nearby undead legions. If we want to continue fighting tomorrow, we have to stay away from the central mountains and go deep into the hinterland of the plateau occupied by the undead.

Therefore, everyone proudly took the loot and slowly walked back towards the city of Segovia.

When passing by the Valley Fortress, the Plantagenet Mercenary Group suddenly saw that a large number of horses and walls had been erected outside the fortress, completely blocking the road to Segovia City.

About six or seven soldiers were patrolling back and forth behind the wall. They didn't look like kingdom soldiers in the fortress, but like mercenaries similar to them.

Mercenaries from another large mercenary group.

"Fuck, it's those bastards from the Free Wind!" McGree saw their attire clearly and started yelling.

The Winds of Liberty, a well-known mercenary group from the Kingdom of West Francia. Since the Kingdom of West Francia and the island of Britannia are separated by the sea, territorial disputes and frictions frequently occur between the two countries, so the relationship between Plantagenet and the Wind of Liberty is not very good.

In addition to the conflict of interest among peers, the Free Wind looked down on the recruited Plantagenets and thought they were good dogs raised by the Anjou royal family, while the Plantagenets believed that the Free Winds were a group of vulgar French farmers, and the two sides discriminated against each other. It has been a long time.

"Hey, isn't this Eric the crayfish?" Half of the head popped out from behind the wall. He looked at Eric opposite and said with a smile, "Why did you royal bastards come to the Iberian Peninsula? Could it be that the regular troops of the Anjou royal family are all here?" Are they all dead?"

"There is no way." Eric retorted, "You can't leave the security of the Kingdom of Aragon in the hands of a group of farmers. Have you brought all your pitchforks? Is the pot lid used as a shield enough? If not, we can support you. ah."

"Forget about your pot lid. It smells of the lingering smell of potatoes and fried fish. Our soldiers will probably vomit on the spot if they smell it. But it's good to use them to deal with the undead. Use them to make some British food. Nia’s specialties can probably smoke out those undead.”

"Ha! Our cooking speed is relatively slow. I'm afraid we won't be able to finish it before you surrender! By the way, have you brought all your white flags? Don't come and sew them on site then."

The captains of both sides sneered at each other, taunting and teasing them in all kinds of weird ways, while the subordinates on both sides pointed at each other angrily and yelled curses. Some were dismissive, some made harsh words, and some pulled out their weapons and were ready to fight. The scene was extremely chaotic. Unbearable.

Asker and Peggy stood beside the team boredly, not intending to join in the scolding battle of these mercenaries... It's a joke, we are the Blue Sword mercenary group, how can we be as familiar as these mercenaries?

However, just because they don't look for trouble on the other side doesn't mean that the other side won't look for trouble on them. Soon, the Free Wind mercenaries behind the wall noticed the two people standing here, especially the pretty vampire girl with a slim and lovely figure, fair and delicate skin, and long black and thick hair. Standing there was simply an eye-catcher. It's an artifact, if you look at it too much, you won't be able to look away.

"Hey, why do you still bring camp prostitutes..." As all kinds of dirty words came out, Peggy's face turned black with anger, and she turned her body into blood and threw herself forward. These mercenaries of the Wind of Freedom all drained their life force and died.

Fortunately, Aske caught her in time, thus avoiding a tragic massacre.

"Don't be impulsive." He said calmly.

"Yeah." Peggy nodded angrily, then blocked her ears with her fingers, and stuck out her tongue disdainfully at the Free Wind mercenary group.

Luo Luo Luo, a bunch of idiots, too lazy to argue with you.

Seeing her acting like a little daughter, the mercenaries of Freedom Wind gradually became speechless and looked quite embarrassed.

Normally, their skin is certainly not that thin, and they can even say more exaggerated teasing words. It's just that he is currently engaged in a scolding war with the Plantagenet mercenary group, and suddenly shifting the firepower to such a cute girl will inevitably make the opponent feel that he is too bullying and afraid of the strong.

The Plantagenet mercenaries also understood, and soon began to ridicule the opponents who were weak, and only dared to tilt their firepower at the woman, "Why don't you give up the position of captain to a woman, or a dwarf? After all, all my subordinates are incompetent. What a coward."

The mercenaries on the Free Wind side were immediately furious. Some of them couldn't hold back their impulses, so they pulled out the city-defending crossbows on the wall and fired hard at the other side. Fortunately, they were finally stopped in time by their companions.