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After about an hour, Simon and others successfully passed through the forest.

During this period, there were only some forest wolves watching and wandering in the distance. With so many of them moving together, the wolves did not dare to offend them.

Simon led the people into the outpost to rest. After a long day, it was approaching evening, and it seemed that they would have to spend another night here.

Moreover, he was still considering whether to establish this outpost. It would not be easy for Shelter to guard here with thirty people.

There were dozens of people in the two mercenary groups disguised as bandits, which was almost double the number of Shelter's people.

Once they come to surround the outpost, it is only a matter of time before it falls.

Shelter is pretty good at using it, so he can't be thrown away easily.

Simon couldn't make up his mind for a moment, so he said: "Mailan, kill a cow tonight to reward everyone."

"Yes!" Mailan looked happy and hurried to make arrangements.

In fact, some soldiers had already tasted beef at noon.

Outside Baron Kenler's camp, the mercenaries who had been killed slaughtered several cows and were cooking them at the time.

However, after a battle, the pots were turned over and over, and the blood was stained, and there was not much left to eat.

Simon entered the room and sat at the table, still thinking about staying at the outpost. After a while, he shouted: "Call Shelter over."

"Yes!" Hilde responded outside the door and asked a heavy infantryman to call for someone.

After a while, Shelter walked quickly and stood outside the door.

"Sir, Knight Shelter is here."

"Come in, everyone," Simon said.

"yes!"

A moment later, Hilde pushed open the door and entered, followed closely by Shelter, and two heavy infantrymen also followed.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" Shelter saluted respectfully.

"I want to hear your opinion, do you think we should have someone to guard this post?

In today's battle, we did not kill all the thieves, only a small half, and the rest retreated into the forest.

If they come to besiege the outpost in the future, wouldn't you and the Iron Bear Mercenary Group be in danger?

Do you have the confidence to hold on to this place? "Simon pondered.

When Shelter heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said: "Sir, I can keep it!

With the advantage of the fortress, they would have to die at least thirty people if they wanted to break through this place.

I don't think they will attack the outpost. There are only soldiers and weapons here. Not only will many people die if we attack here, but we won't be able to capture any loot.

Why do they do such a thankless job? "

Simon nodded slightly when he heard the words, feeling that what he said made sense.

"Okay, then you and the Iron Bear Mercenary Group will be stationed here.

Work hard and maybe your knighthood will be at your feet. "He smiled and drew a pie.

When Shelter heard this, he was indeed very energetic. He immediately knelt down and said, "Sir! The point your sword is pointing is exactly where I am going..."

He showed his loyalty.

Simon nodded with satisfaction and waved: "Well, you go ahead. I won't treat those who work hard for me badly."

After Shelter left, he thought for a while and then began to practice the magic of Mage's Hand. He picked up two stones from the ground and threw them around in front of him.

After a while, the sky darkened, and the sound of wolves howling came from the forest, as well as many weird and unidentifiable calls.

"This forest is quite dangerous. Those mercenaries who escaped may not be safe if they spend the night there."

Simon walked out of the house and looked at the dark sky, with thoughts in his mind...

At this time in the forest, two mercenary groups disguised as bandit groups also chose a relatively flat camp site and began to make fires and cook.

"Tieman, they won't catch up quietly, will they?" A burly man wearing heavy armor, sweating profusely, said uneasily.

"Why are you always so suspicious?" A relatively sturdy brown-haired man in front of him said angrily.

"Let us take the golden eagle and the horse away. There are 200 of them. If they were me, I would definitely chase after them." The big man said in a solemn tone.

"Didn't they come after me? They might have other concerns.

Don't worry, Tully is leading a team of axe-throwers from behind and will issue a warning if there is any situation.

We are going to build a simple fence now. This is the forest of West Sedi, and there may be something strange there. "

The brown-haired man named Tieman picked up a long-handled axe, said this, and began to chop down the tree.

At this time, a thin-faced young man wearing iron-lined chain mail walked over and reported: "Captain, there are forest wolves gathering around. It looks like there are a lot of them."

“Don’t be afraid, build a fence as soon as possible, these beasts have nothing to fear.

Make a bonfire and light a few more. Fire can dispel the darkness. "Tieman said calmly and calmly while cutting down trees.

"Yes!" The thin-faced young man responded and walked away.

Not long after, a fence several meters high was visibly built, and seven or eight bonfires were lit in a circle.

Tieman's strength and stamina were very good. In a short period of time, he cut down seven or eight waist-thick trees.

Every time a tree was cut down, mercenaries would go over and trim it before carrying it away for use.

"Old John! Is the meal ready? I'm starving!" Tieman put the ax behind his back and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Captain, it's almost coming, why don't you try it first?"

A little further away, there was a middle-aged man wearing leather armor, holding a long ladle and stirring in a copper pot, grinning with a greasy look on his face.

Tieman strode over, grabbed the spoon, and scooped into the pot.

"Oh! This is really fragrant, it turns out that wheat is so delicious! Bring me a bowl, let me try it!"

He almost drooled at the smell of the fragrant smell.

"Hey, here it is." The cook took out a wooden bowl from his backpack and handed it over.

Tieman took it and skillfully filled himself with a bowl, not afraid of the heat, and lowered his head to sip.

"Ah! Help! Help!"

Tieman, who had just taken a sip, suddenly looked up at the place where the sound came from, with a gleam in his eyes.

Then, he threw the bowl into the pot and held the long-handled axe on his back in his hand.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the wolf howling around him had disappeared since some time.

"Help! There is a monster! Ah!!" Not long after, several people ran outside the fence, looking scared.

"Captain! It's Tully and the others!" The mercenary watching on the fence turned around and shouted.

"Ahhh!!"

Just as the voice fell, a huge figure suddenly approached quickly in the deep forest, and a mercenary running behind suddenly let out a tragic cry.

The next moment, the person watching on the fence was hit by something and fell to the ground. He was not seriously injured and got up quickly.

But suddenly he found that it was a half-body flying over that had knocked him down.

"Captain! It's Tully! Tully is dead!!" The man screamed in horror.

"Ah! Help, open the door! Open the door!"

"Fight it!! Ah!"

The screams outside the fence lasted for a few breaths, and then returned to calm. Only the sound of bodies and bones being crushed reached everyone's ears.

At this time, Tieman looked up at the fence, stunned, and there was a pair of bloody eyes as big as fists staring at him...