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Chapter 461 0460: Leisure

Ken led the mercenary team and stationed at [Srikanth Ice Lake] for two full days.

He assigned the scouts who were in charge of spying, took turns to rest day and night, and maintained the highest level of alert at all times.

But the expected siege and fierce fighting did not happen.

The decisive battle of the tide of undead has officially started. Almost all the tribes around the Red Maple Heights are fighting bloody outside the dome. Frengundo has set the battle banner rally after this wave of offensive, and will hold a grand banquet for the victors at that time.

Srikanth Ice Lake is not an important stronghold, nor does it threaten the town.

After they got rid of the [Bloody Myriads], they basically never encountered any decent attacks.

Fighting in other places was bloody, and the battle situation was estimated to be particularly anxious, but Srikanth Ice Lake became one of the few clean places in this chaos.

The Feigal Falcon meanders downward, with sporadic flames remaining at the end of its huge wings, like orange gold rims.

It landed on the shelf that the farsighted scout had put next to the camel.

The owner raised the palm covered with inscriptions, and flicked the ashes into the air. The star points emitted by the magic burst can relieve the pet's fatigue, and can also bless the wings with new blessings.

Ken took the information presented by the soldiers.

Frengundur and Hawser were the main force to defend against the giant beasts in the north, but they dispersed, and they freed up their hands to help the battlefields on the east and west sides.

Among them, the Janzelis tribe is the closest to him.

The magician Ailon was blocking the three-headed snake on the Qianglang Cliff, and a tribal army of nearly [-] people had gathered nearby. The current situation was under control, so Ken's side seemed particularly comfortable.

The temporary bonfire has been upgraded to a simple stone stove.

When Ken passed by, the warriors who took off their armor would stand up and greet him.

The equipment on his body has long been destroyed by the hunting leader, and now he only wears a thin inner lining. When the wind blows, it can outline the well-proportioned muscles, which is personable and elegant.

Frost whisperers are immune to most cold attacks.

At present, the main source of food on the ice lake is the ground fruit hidden in the permafrost of the collapsed cliffs. Although it is hard and astringent, with the blessing of the magicians' dazzling potions, it can stew a very tempting thick soup.

Although some mercenaries refuse to eat this kind of thing.

They firmly believed that the bottles that the pharmacists could carry on their bodies were all filled with deadly or slowly deadly poisons. Even though the other party repeatedly assured and emphasized, the vigilance cultivated by long-term adventures did not allow them to drink the soup.

So there is another very important food source in the camp.

Ken turned his head and looked towards the distance of the bonfire. The hole carved out by the sharp ax and the ice draft was very large.

Puff, puff.

The strong men who cast the cold spell and smeared the antifreeze ointment picked into the cave.

The air rod they are biting in their mouths is something that grows next to the magic ice lake. It is a companion plant of some drinking monsters. Biting it in their mouths can increase the duration of breath holding.

And those heroes who have traveled in the great seas and rivers of southern Xinjiang jumped in directly with their daggers.

"Pfft, heh~"

Collins put one hand on the edge of the ice cave and wiped it on his face.

His naked muscles are covered with scars, and he seems to be able to tell a very exciting mercenary life.

With one arm, Collins gritted his teeth and threw a monster about the same size as himself ashore. The head of the fish was almost cut in two, and the rest was riddled with holes.

There are ice hooks constantly thrown ashore around, and then tightened and locked.

These were thrown by the warriors who dived into the bottom of the water, and there were different numbers of fish tied under each one. Fortunately, this is a lake, otherwise it would be really difficult to feed a team of thousands of people in another place.

The soldiers arranging things on the shore stopped what they were doing and went over to grab the rope and pull upwards.

The giant Langz walked over and threw the thickest rope to the wild boar rope like picking up firewood, and he himself also grabbed the full lanyard on his shoulders, and moved to the distance with a whimper, every step could dislodge the ice. The face is stepped on and shakes.

"Every time I see him, I feel my blood swell, and I think of my arm wrestling with the humanoids in the deep ancient forest when I was young..."

The mercenaries liked to discuss him very much, but few dared to strike up a conversation.

When Kuima rode by on a wolf, he yelled at him with a smile: "You idiot, if the ice surface collapses, we will all have to go down to drink water, quickly put down a few for me, do you hear me!"

Collins and the other fighters who emerged laughed.

He shivered, and realized that time was running out, so he planned to climb up with his hands, but at this moment someone squatted in front of him.

Collins raised his head with his hands on his hands, and his body shook again. He couldn't get up or down, so he said hello: "Mr. Maharu, have you finished your scout work?"

Ken didn't rush to answer, and his expression was very gentle. He reached out and grabbed one from the small fish basket on his waist and threw it back into the hole.

He said: "This is Palotusbi, don't forget the rules, you have to exchange your soul for your life, understand?"

Collins thought he was planning to do just that.

……

The camping on the Srikanth Ice Lake lasted two days.

Although the mercenaries enjoyed the freedom to take risks alone, they did not go back to refuse the excitement of gatherings of the same kind. The rare two days of leisure in the ice and snow world was a rare joy for a long time.

The sledge made of the skeleton of the Karakura leader is very rough.

The schedule was tight, and the engineers and the guys in charge of the machining were rough people, so the sled looked like it had been added to the original base with two very concealed slide rails.

The warrior urged the mount to make the wild beasts and monsters run hard.

The thing that was as huge as a giant python started to move on the ice, then thumped and ran to the snow, and then started to advance in the middle of the mountain path.

If you're far enough away, it's like seeing the bloody knobby come to life.

Ken rode a war horse enchanted by the [Ring of the Code], escorted the road with Langz and others at the forefront, and continued to return along the waterway outside the Red Maple Heights.

There are very obvious traces of fighting along the way.

It seems that within two days of their recuperation, a very tragic battle broke out nearby.

Just seeing these broken weapons and casually discarded corpses, one can imagine how embarrassed and hurried the people who came down from the battlefield were.

Before Ken reached the periphery of the dome, there were already various scouting monsters hovering above his head.

Red Maple Heights seems to have entered a new martial law mode.

The law enforcement officer of Flengundur led an army to wait in advance, and everyone showed varying degrees of surprise when they saw that the thing winding forward on the ground turned out to be the corpse of a fallen leader.

News of Mr Mahalu's second triumphant return came back inside the dome.

All the mercenaries temporarily living in the Red Maple Heights, as well as the armies of the countries in the southern borders, the neutral tribes with an open attitude, the cargo horses running on the commercial roads in the northern border, and the adventurers walking alone in Palotusby...

They all turned their attention.

In the past two days when there was no news, it was thought that this group of people died somewhere in the wilderness.

(End of this chapter)