Start as Inherited Baroness

Some of the victorious mercenaries laughed heartily when they saw this. Many of them took out the daggers on their waists and cut off the kobold's ears.

Mader had an agreement in the employment contract that the more orcs he killed, the higher the reward, which would be based on a pair of their ears.

The price of each type of orc varies according to the level of combat power. Kobolds are the cheapest and strong orcs are the most expensive.

"I killed this one! Faggot! What do you want to do!"

"Nonsense! It was obviously me who shot him to death! Captain! This bastard wants to take my credit!"

There had just been a scuffle, and it was difficult to tell who killed the kobold, and some mercenaries started arguing.

Gradually, there was a trend of fighting.

"Stop arguing! Let the Baron judge!" The mercenaries from both sides fought for a while, and one of the mercenary captains shouted.

"Okay! Just look for the Baron!" Another one agreed.

Simon had already caught a glimpse of their farce and watched them with cold eyes as they walked in front of him.

"There's no need to argue. From now on, whoever gets it first will be determined by inserting the weapon into the body.

They are not allowed to fight with each other, and those who disobey the order will be killed immediately! Simon said with an indifferent expression.

He just wanted to use these mercenaries as cannon fodder, so he naturally didn't want to say anything, as long as he could kill more orcs.

When the two mercenary captains heard this, they looked at each other with a heated look and responded: "Yes! Lord Baron!"

They did not dare to disobey Simon's will.

After all, this Lord Baron has seven hundred soldiers by his side, and his strength is not inferior to that of the mercenaries.

And he is still the donor of the money, who dares to offend?

"Keep pushing! How many kobolds are worth killing the orcs! That will be fun!"

Simon smiled, encouraged, and patted the bag on his waist.

There was a clear clanging sound inside, the sound of golden eagles clashing with each other.

"Yes! Sir!"

A look of greed appeared in the eyes of the mercenaries. They gritted their teeth and widened their eyes to search for traces of the orcs.

An hour passed in a flash.

Simon had led his troops seven or eight miles deep into the forest. They encountered orcs on the way, but they only harassed them on a small scale and did not dare to fight them on a large scale.

However, there are mercenaries who are good at tracking in the woods and have discovered traces of a large group of orcs.

Now, Simon and his team are chasing...

"Kill! It's a settlement of orcs!"

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, under the leadership of a certain tracking master, they actually found an orc lair.

In a slightly lower valley, the surrounding trees were cleared to create an open space, where many low wooden houses were built.

There are also many kobolds living here.

Many of them are female kobolds, or immature cubs.

The mercenaries were like sharks seeing blood, they all screamed and rushed towards him.

After all, the employment contract did not say that orc cubs and females were not included.

Simon watched coldly, and before long, most of the kobolds in the orc lair were slaughtered.

After the war, the mercenaries were busy cutting off their ears, with beaming faces, scrambling for them.

It was fairly orderly and there was no fighting.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

A mercenary wearing half-length iron-clad light armor saw his good friend staring at the small wooden house and swallowing his saliva, so he couldn't help but go over and ask curiously.

He followed the person's gaze and immediately discovered that there was a female kobold hiding in the room, with round breasts and a perky butt...

"Brother! This is a kobold, you can't do it!" He pulled his good friend's arm and said in surprise.

"How do you know!?"

"No!? Let's go back and find Liu Ying. We'll be rich this time..."

"I think it's pretty good. How will you know if you don't try it?" This good friend said stubbornly with his cheeks red and his eyes lustrous.

"You have really strong taste...you can even attack with so much dog hair..."

These mercenaries are probably starving.

At this time, there were actually quite a few of them. Looking at the furry face of the kobold, they felt that they were delicate and beautiful...

"What the hell! What are you doing!!"

Simon, who had inspected the surroundings of the lair, was almost stunned when he saw this scene when he came back.

"Hey, Lord Baron! I made you laugh.

We haven't received any commissions in Tomahawk Village for a while, and we are so strapped for money..."

A big man with a brown beard explained to him.

This person was also a mercenary captain, but he didn't take action, he just looked on with a smile.

When Simon heard this, he was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

A man who is full does not know that a man who is hungry is hungry? ?

Although the body shape of the kobold is more like that of a human, its head and face are almost exactly the same as those of a dog, and its body is covered with short hair. It is simply...

His favorable opinion of the mercenary suddenly dropped sharply. He was so careless and he was not afraid of getting sick.

"Hurry up and prepare to fight! The main force of the orcs has not been eliminated yet! I don't want my life!!" Simon shouted immediately.

"Silde! Let the soldiers form a circular formation in the open space to defend!" He then ordered.

"Yes! Sir!" Hilde greeted after accepting the order.

After a while, the soldiers formed their formation.

"Get up! Stop doing this! The orc army is coming!"

The mercenary captains also called for action according to Simon's wishes.

But most of them are not very urgent. In their knowledge, there are no orc tribes that are difficult to deal with in West Side.

The powerful ones were all driven north by Marquis Val.

The mercenary leaders' shouting had some effect, and some of them were having fun and started to pull up their pants...

But at this moment, a bunch of arrows suddenly shot from the west, hitting some mercenaries who were indulging in lust.

"Ah! My butt was hit by an arrow! Help!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The mercenaries were immediately in chaos.

However, there were also a few mercenary groups that had strict discipline from beginning to end and did not do anything absurd.

At this time, the members reacted quickly, raised their shields, and moved closer to Simon's army, forming a layer of array on the left side of the periphery.

Simon saw it all and remembered their leading mercenary leader.

"Kill! Revenge!"

After the arrows, many orcs rushed out of the woods with a howl.

Most of them were dog-headed people, but there were also other types of orcs mixed in.

"Sir! There are strong orcs and minotaurs!" Seeing this, Sild said in a deep voice.

"Hold the formation steady, they are nothing to be afraid of!"

Simon looked at this scene, stuck his saber into the ground, and said calmly.

He is now very confident in his own strength.

The unarmored minotaur may not be able to withstand a blow of the plundering fire.

"Quick, quick, quick! Kill! They are all money! Kill them!"

More than half of the mercenary groups, which were in a mess, immediately fought with the orcs.

All entangled together, unable to distinguish each other.

Those mercenaries who used female dog-headed people to satisfy their sexual desires fought hastily, and some of them did not even put on their pants properly. At this time, at least half of them were killed.

After all, dog-headed people are also intelligent races with emotions. Such a tragic situation has aroused their fighting spirit for revenge, and they are all not afraid of life and death.

After half an hour, the orcs became fewer and fewer, and they were defeated by the mercenaries.

Even the strong orc leading the group was hacked to death.

The remaining orc remnants fled into the woods in panic.

Simon watched the entire battle process and was amazed.

These mercenaries were not very good at what they did, but they were indeed capable of fighting and had a fearless spirit when fighting.

Although they were ambushed, they were brave and fought hard, even chopping off the horns of the minotaur.

The casualties were a bit high, but they did drive the orcs away.