Mount and Blade

Green also cut off the head of the last heretic follower, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, and the cold and shining blade was still steaming.

"Haha!" "Oh!!" "Yeah!"

As the Vanskerry trio cheered in a ruffian way, they immediately picked up their equipment with swift hands and feet.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I accidentally cut it, it's all dented, I can't wear it anymore, I can only sell it as scrap metal..."

"Hehehe, this shield is good!"

"Ah, this helmet is good, there is still one that is not dented, see how it looks on me, huh? Why is it so dark outside?" Osman put on the giant helmet and spoke in a dull voice inside the helmet.

"Dong"

"Hahaha, because you put it on the wrong way, idiot!" The Vanskerry trio began their daily routine of being bad friends, knocking on Osman's helmet, making Osman dizzy.

Green looked at the three of them and grinned for a moment before turning around to cut the ropes on the captives.

"Thank you, but I have nowhere to go now. Can I join your team?"

The one who took the initiative to chat with Green was a woman. After looking at the prompt given by the system, it was still a female cavalryman. The equipment on her body was still there, and it seemed that she had just been captured.

"Of course! Welcome to join."

"Okay! Thank you, let me introduce myself. My name is Sana, a female cavalryman who left my hometown for adventure, but I lost my adventure group."

"Hello, sister Sana, my name is Green, from Tulai Port." Green extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

"Oh! It turned out to be the young Green from Tulai Port. I have heard of you. You are really good." Sana also extended her right hand and the two shook hands.

"Let me join too! My name is Wolf, and I am a hired warrior. My employer lost the battle. If you hire me, you can save a part of the money for hiring in the tavern. We hire at a starting price of 200 dinars each!!"

"Hello, Wolf, welcome to join."

"Haha! Good boy, seeing is believing." The two laughed and punched.

"We are two pilgrims and monks from a nearby church. I think this must be the guidance of the goddess of justice Astalia, allowing us to see the light again in the dark prison. We will join you, Green."

"No problem! Goddess of Justice Astalia, our meeting is the guidance of the goddess of fate." The three of them placed their right fists on their left chests and bowed to each other devoutly.

"...We are three soldiers from the Serenon Realm from the continent of Pendor. Because our families are not around and no one is redeeming us, and because we lost the battle, we are soldiers abandoned by the king and transported to this continent by the Red Brotherhood to be used as coolies...If possible, we want to join you."

The three men in red clothes looked like they hadn't had a full meal for a long time, and their armor seemed a little tattered. It was time to repair it. The man who spoke looked at Gary carefully. He must have an illusion in his eyes. He actually thought that this child looked very much like the stone statue standing on the Serenon City. That was the old king of ancient Pendor, Kavala, the man who was rumored to have the blood of a hero.

"No problem, but you still have to get the equipment yourself."

The equipment of the completely abandoned captives will be stripped off, but it is obvious that the equipment of these three people was attacked by the heretics before they were stripped off by the Red Brotherhood. Although the equipment is a bit tattered, it can still be used after repair.

"Of course, although we are just a remnant of defeated troops, we were elite in the past. Let's just use the ones on the ground. As long as we go to the battlefield, I am sure we will get some very suitable equipment."

"No problem, welcome to join."

Green looked at the system prompt panel, a Fierce Lion Realm halberd soldier, a Fierce Lion Realm armed infantry, and a Fierce Lion Realm armored longbowman. Finally, there is a professional shooter. Maybe sometimes I can learn the skills of using bows and arrows from him.

"Damn..."

Finally, it was the last person, but I unexpectedly found that the voice was a little familiar, and the clothes were a little familiar.

"Ah... It's you again..." Green couldn't help but sigh.

"Tsk... Do you think I want to meet you?" The dark-skinned female bandit sat in the snow and looked at Green with disgust.

"Oh... Then I'm leaving. Good luck to you. Bye!" Green turned around and rode his horse to leave.

"Hey!! Don't leave. Someone come and untie me. Really... Don't be so petty."

"Hey! Okay, I admit that I was a little rude. Isn't it okay if I'm wrong?" Seeing that no one turned back to help her, the female bandit couldn't help but get a little anxious.

"Tsk, you won't join my team, why should I save you? Will it harm the people?"

"Ah... I will join you, otherwise the wind god Hafsigra will not forgive my soul. Help me untie it."

Green shrugged and cut the rope on her body reluctantly.

"Welcome, but please stop disturbing my ears."

"Tsk, my name is Akasha, and you will be my boss from now on. Remember to pay your weekly salary on time, otherwise even the wind god Hafsigra can't stop me from using your skull as a decoration." Akasha is still the same.

"Ah, then I really hope my wallet is always full." Green rolled his eyes and rode his horse to pack up the spoils with his newly recruited brothers and leave here.

"...Well, the Germanic helmet is more suitable for us. Let's sell this one! It's so black when worn. I really don't understand these mainlanders."

The Vanskerry trio had also finished studying the great helmet and were considering selling it. Anyway, they had collected all the spoils together and kept some small things. When they saw Green coming, they threw a purse to Green.

"283 dinars seized! Boss."

"Not bad."

Green took the purse, weighed it and put it in his arms. As for the spoils, of course, he let his men take them, and prepared to take a few people back to the city to sell the spoils.

.........

"Tap tap tap"

Four fugitive leaders and rogue followers on horseback suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

"Hehehe, then let me see what we encounter? A group of little brats holding spoils! Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

A few dozen forest bandits also came out of the woods and laughed at Green and his party.

"Tsk, you are just a bunch of little Karamis. Bandits like you should die sooner rather than later." Green also retorted with a look of disdain.

"You don't know what's good for you. Shoot!" "Swish, swish, swish"

Following the order of the fugitive leader, several bandits and thieves opened their not-so-standard bows and arrows and shot randomly.

"Raise your shields!"