Broad World

Just as Henry and Viconia had their fill, the hapless Byrne and two elite assassins finally emerged from the monster-infested Deathlands. For the past few days, they have basically lived a life of bare hair and drinking blood. If it weren't for their strong will to survive, they might have died on the road.

Now these three people are unkempt, almost like beggars on the side of the road. Not only are the leather armor and dresses on their bodies tattered, but even the boots under their feet are leaking toes. Along the way, these people first encountered a few hungry trolls, who were chased for a day and a night, and then encountered wolves, so they didn't lose their lives. It can be said that it is a miracle that they came out alive.

An assassin observed the surrounding environment, then licked his chapped lips and whispered, "Damn it, I finally escaped alive. My throat is about to smoke. It would be great if I had some water to drink."

"Don't worry, there will be soon. Don't you see a faint light in the distance? I bet there must be a village there. At that time, we can not only eat and drink, but also ask for directions. "Another assassin comforted.

You must know that the land of death is a desert area, and there is no water at all. The reason why they can survive is to drink the blood of their prey. But everyone knows that blood does not taste very good in the first place, and drinking too much will cause various adverse reactions. If it is not necessary, no one will touch it. Looking at the expensive dress that had been torn into strips on his body, Byrne couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face. He simply cleaned up his hair, which was similar to a bird's nest, and said to his two companions: "I think you'd better hurry up and pray. If we get too far away from El Toril, the mission may be ruined."

"Don't worry, there's a reason for this defeat. You know that not many people in this world can stand up to a grown dragon. At least we can't. The leader is very reasonable. There will be no punishment."

"That's right. Next, you just need to find a place to rest, and then send the news as soon as possible. Anyway, so many days have passed, I'm afraid the whole plan has already been ruined."

The words of the two assassins made Byrne's hanging heart slightly relieved. What he is most afraid of is that if the mission fails, he will be angered. When the time comes, his relatives will not be rescued, but he will be involved instead. But now is not the time to take it lightly, no one pays attention to the direction due to the hasty escape, God knows where this is, if one accidentally runs into the enemy-occupied area, it will be troublesome.

Full of desire for food and water, the three of them quickened their feet, and within a short while came to a small village that couldn't be smaller. A dozen or so houses are sparsely located on both sides of the farmland. Not even the most basic of fences. A few cows used to plow the fields are grazing leisurely in the barn, occasionally making a "moo" cry. "Great! I knew there must be a village here. Quickly, take out all your valuables. Beggars are not welcome in these farmers. If you don't have money, you won't get anything." An assassin urged Looking at other people, and at the same time rummaging for something of value.

Within a few minutes, five or six gold coins, a dozen silver coins, and a sapphire brooch contributed by Byrne were collected. These are almost all their belongings except weapons and armor. It is definitely no problem to temporarily solve the problem of food and accommodation, but it may not be enough to buy a horse to report back. Although gemstone brooches are valuable. But in such a backcountry, one-sixth of the original value can be sold for one-sixth of the original value.

The hungry Byrne could no longer think about it so much, he patted the door hard and shouted, "Hello! Is anyone there? We are travelers passing by. We want to stay here for one night."…

Soon there was a man's voice in the room, and he could only hear him yelling cursing: "Come here! Come here! Don't knock! Damn it! This will make people sleep!"

A few minutes later, a peasant in a coat with an oil lamp in one hand and a stick in the other opened the gate. He stared at a few people very vigilantly and asked: "Why are you in such a mess? Could it be that you have encountered robbers? No, a large army passed by this area a while ago, and the robbers have already run away."

"We did encounter robbers, but not here, but the place of death. Don't worry, we still have some money left, enough to pay for the rent and food. Also, where is this place, the large army just mentioned What's going on?" Byrne frowned and asked.

He was keenly aware of the large army mentioned by the farmer. You must know that the Iron Throne is probably the only one in the Baldur's Gate area who is capable of mobilizing large-scale troops. But Corey obviously couldn't cross the Chongsa River easily, otherwise he wouldn't need to spend so much time planning to lure the enemy to attack, just hit it directly. Apparently, all that remained were the legions the Iron Throne had just raised in the north.

Maybe it was because the three of them looked so miserable, or maybe it was because the money handed over worked, the farmer finally let go of his guard and waved his hands.

"Come in, take a bath, eat and talk. This year is an eventful year. It is the Iron Throne, the son of Baal, and the sahuagin robbers in the sea. Now there is a coup d'état. Living like this There's no way."

"Coup d'état? Isn't this the land of the Principality of Silver Shield? Could it be that someone is trying to subvert the regime?" Byrne asked pretending to be ignorant. He knew very well that the army of the Iron Throne must be attacking the city, but he just pretended not to know in order to get more information.

The farmer sighed slightly after pouring everyone a bowl of water.

"Hey... Originally, the Duke of Anta Silver Shield was quite a good ruler, and the tax was not too high, so everyone could barely live. But after the battle with the murlocs at the seaside, it was over. The army The loss was heavy, and I was also seriously injured. Many ambitious people were ready to move and took the opportunity to control many towns. Although they did not declare independence, they usurped all the rights. Later, the Iron Throne sent a special envoy of bullshit, three in series and two in series. Some of them got together and finally formed an army. They not only captured the towns, but also contacted the monsters in the mountains and forests. Now these guys are besieging Soba and want to wipe out the Silver Shield family completely. "

As the saying goes, it's all about acting. Byrne continued to pretend to be ignorant and asked: "Oh? Are these guys not afraid of attracting revenge from the South? You must know that Duke Henry is not easy to mess with. It is said that tens of thousands of monsters were killed by him. count."

The farmer burst out laughing when he heard this. "Hahahaha! Afraid! Of course I am afraid! Duke Henry killed more than 10,000 sahuagin robbers during the Battle of Baldur's Gate. Who would not be afraid? But these guys quietly blocked the news, Now even a bird flies across the river."

"Can you tell me about the army that is besieging Soba?" one of the assassins interjected. He urgently needs to get some useful information now, so that even if the mission fails, he can explain something.

"No problem, but you have to pay for it. I think that sapphire brooch is good, just enough for the value of this information." The farmer's eyes showed greed.

He had already seen that these people were probably spies from the south, and he would be a fool if he didn't take the opportunity to make a fortune at this time. After all, the current year is not good. If you don't want to make some extra money, maybe next year you will have to drink the northwest wind.

Don't think that the country people in the backward areas are all simple and honest, in fact, there are not a lot of tricks. The Chinese rulers summed up a few years ago in one sentence: out of poor mountains and bad waters, troublesome people come out. This sentence is actually very reasonable. The poorer and isolated the place is, the more difficult it is to manage. They fight against the sky, against the earth, and do everything in order to survive.

The assassin turned his head to stare at Byrne, who nodded helplessly. Although he clearly knew that this was extortion, but now he could only endure it. There is no way, who let the other party pinch his weakness. Of course, they can also use force to coerce, but it's hard to say how much the words come out of their mouths at that time. You must know that there is no spellcaster among them, and there is no way to tell the truth from the fake.

The farmer got what he wanted, and every pore in his body was emitting a smile. He carefully put the sapphire brooch into his underwear pocket, cleared his throat and said:

"Most of them are improvised human mercenaries and adventurers. The number is about 3,000. As for the number of monsters, there are even more monsters. There are more than 2,000 people in a whole orc tribe, more than 300 wolf men, six Seven giants, a dozen ogres and trolls, and finally more than a thousand hobgoblins. In order to calm down the scene, the Iron Throne sent out elites from the bottom of the press box, who were wrapped in iron bumps from head to toe , only showing a pair of eyes. There are not many people, only about four hundred."

"Damn! There are so many of them." The assassin cursed Zhou in a low voice, his face full of worry. He knew very well that this information had better be sent out immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Byrne thought about it for a few minutes, and suddenly he came up with a very bold suggestion.

"Maybe we can consider infiltrating the enemy! Think about it, the people on the Iron Throne still don't know the news of the failure of the southern operation, and I still have the status of a special envoy, so I can easily sneak in. As for the two of you, one Immediately go back and report, and the other one stays to cover for me. In this way, we can not only obtain first-hand intelligence, but also make some small moves inside."

An assassin stared wide-eyed and asked, "Are you sure? Those guys might make your life worse than death if you are accidentally discovered."

"I've decided! Life and death depend on one action! If we succeed, we are all heroes, and if we fail, it's just a life. In addition, give me some poison for your suicide, just in case."

When Byrne said this, his eyes glistened with fierceness and madness. He knew that his sacrifice would not be in vain. Regardless of success or failure, Robert had to save his relatives, otherwise the hearts of the entire guild would be lost. After all, clear rewards and punishments are the bottom line that every organization needs to abide by. Once the contribution and reward are out of proportion, it will soon fall apart.