Summoning Total War

Chapter 31 The Rules of Draw Cake!

Mercenary Hall.

The hall of tens of thousands of square meters was filled with mercenaries and adventurers from all over the place. The hall was extremely spacious, opening up the walls of six nearby buildings and putting them together. But even so, Murphy still felt crowded when he brought people in. The air was full of a strong smell of sweat. As soon as Pandora came in, he covered his small nose and climbed onto Murphy's shoulders with delicate little eyebrows. Wrinkled and unhappy.

With the existence of mercenaries, you don't need to expect them to take a bath every day. It would be nice to be able to wash once a week.

"Why don't you go out first?" Murphy saw that there were human heads all around, he turned his head and whispered to the little Lolita who was lying on his shoulder.

Pandora thought for a while, nodded a little, and said crisply: "Well, I'll wait for you outside."

Murphy ordered a Spartan conqueror to take him out, while he continued to squeeze in. It took a while before he realized that there were too many people. He was sweating all over and went in for tens of meters. He immediately became angry, facing the other conquerors next to him, and said in a deep voice, "Go!"

Several Spartan men nodded immediately, relying on their tall body and extremely strong muscles to force the crowd on both sides to push out.

"Fuck your mother! You die!"

"What are you squeezing? I will squeeze you again!"

"Your uncle! Who pushed me?"

When the Spartan conqueror moved, there was a sound of curses all around, and the mercenaries weren't considered good people. When they were so squeezed, they immediately began to curse their mothers. But when they discovered the extremely strong muscular men behind them, they suddenly became a little bit. These people carry a murderous aura, which is what a real military talent will have, and they are not quite the same as these mercenaries.

Especially when a half-orc who scolded the most, was lifted up by a strong Spartan conqueror, pinched his neck and walked out, and then threw it out of the mercenary hall. An inhalation sound echoed all around, and then no one dared to curse again.

"Oh, it's a long winter! That's a half-orc! It was thrown out like a chicken when it was lifted up in one hand!"

"What are these people? This strength is too terrifying, right?"

The mercenaries around suddenly gave way, on the one hand, they were afraid, on the other hand, the strong were respected everywhere. Mercenary is an industry where the fists have the right to speak, whoever has the fists, can enjoy more.

Murphy finally nodded in satisfaction, and walked inward through the tunnel cleared by the Spartan conqueror.

One goes in.

Murphy found that it was actually very empty inside. It was the outside that really squeezed people out, the ordinary mercenaries.

Inside, there is a team of large and small mercenaries. They are different from the single or several people outside. These people are stronger, better equipped, and more internally teamed and possessed. Competitiveness. So this area inside formed an unwritten clause, that is, only a mercenary group with sufficient strength can bring people into it.

Murphy's arrival immediately attracted the attention of many people inside.

"These should be the native aboriginal mercenary group, right? It seems that there are really a lot of people." Murphy thought to himself.

These mercenary groups are divided into regions, and they are facing each other in the form of small teams. There are also some people who are communicating with the task, seemingly fighting for the task of cleaning up a certain area. The movement just triggered outside also caught their attention, and when Murphy came in with a half team of Spartan conquerors, they all looked at him.

When I saw Murphy and the Spartan conqueror behind him, many heads of mercenary groups took a deep breath.

They secretly wondered where did such a team of elites emerge? As the core figures of the mercenary group, their strength is of course not weak, and it is easy to feel the **** aura brewing on the battlefield of the Spartan conqueror! With the ability to gather so many elites, at least a little more outsiders can be recruited to form a powerful mercenary group!

Where did this great **** come from?

"Stop! This is forbidden to let people in and out!" An orc warrior seemed to be dissatisfied with Murphy's attitude of entering with a big fanfare, and directly stopped the weapon in front of Murphy.

Mercenaries are all unruly and rebellious characters, and the most uncomfortable thing is that others are arrogant in front of them.

Especially those who have not yet shown their strength.

So Murphy met his request and showed his strength a little bit.

He looked at the heavy battle axe lying in front of him, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and nodded gently.

Immediately, an astonishing scene appeared in front of other people. I saw that the Spartan conqueror standing behind Murphy came out, shook his hand directly on the back of the strong orc warrior's axe, and then stared at him blankly, directly touching the The heavy battle axe was thrown out, and the orc warrior who was blocking the way was also thrown out.

bump!

Amidst the dull sound of the orc warrior landing, there was a burst of exclamation all around!

"A lot of strength!"

The Spartan conquerors, as the most elite troops in the Kingdom of Athens, are also the only direct troops trained by the Temple of War. Of course, their strength is not comparable to that of ordinary fighters. Especially after they were established in the Kingdom of Athens, they all accepted the ritual of the **** of the **** of war priests, and gained the ability to use the power of the **** of war Kratos. It can be said that any Spartan conqueror has the ability to activate the'Divine Bloodline-Giant's Power'.

Although the activated divine bloodline ability is not as pure as Murphy, there is still no problem in suppressing a small orc warrior.

"Everyone, can I go in now?" Murphy smiled, showing a playful smile.

Here, every mercenary group will not be a good family. These people are restless masters. If you want to occupy an important position among them, Murphy must show his strength! The mercenary power on this plane is quite huge, and this is one of the important forces he needs to use, so he must now obtain a position recognized by them among these mercenary groups!

"Of course! Come in!" A thin man in a cloak stood up and said softly.

Murphy gave him a surprised look, then nodded, and walked to the innermost task release point. The task here must wait for the mercenary groups of all levels to pick up before they can turn to the idle mercenaries outside.

"There are wizards? It seems that these mercenary groups are not simple." Murphy was surprised because there are wizards who would choose to become mercenaries. This is an extremely rare thing, because wizards are very powerful. People with money.

There are many ways for them to make money, and there is no need to fight hard money like mercenaries.

And this plane has many factions of wizard guilds, and the missions to make money can be found there. The mercenary guilds provide quests for fighting, while the quests issued by the wizard guild are much easier, safer, and more profitable. Even if you are not interested in the missions of the Mage Guild and do not want to be restricted by the Mage Guild, you can also choose the Alchemy Guild. In this plane where battles are frequent, many alchemy mixtures are very popular.

"It's actually able to win over the mage, that mercenary group seems to be good!" Murphy looked over there. There was an area with the largest space, and it was filled with one of the few large mercenary groups in the city of mercenaries.

A handsome middle-aged man came to Murphy's face. He was wearing a chain mail, and the long sword on his back had the brilliance of runes, which seemed to be a rare enchanted weapon. He smiled at Murphy friendly, and said: "My name is South, the head of the Grey Fox Mercenary Group. I wonder if you are?"

"Murphy." Murphy nodded slightly and said, "They are my guards."

Guard?

This title immediately aroused the interest of the heads of the mercenary groups around.

"You take the liberty to ask, are you a nobleman?" The smile on the face of the gray fox leader became more cordial, he lowered his head slightly to show respect, and asked.

Murphy smiled and did not answer this very idiotic question.

The head of the grey fox obviously also found himself asking a very idiotic question, but Murphy's ignoring attitude still made him a little unhappy. After all, he is also one of the best figures in the city of mercenaries, so he was actually despised. But the more Murphy's posture, the more he affirmed the identity of Murphy's nobles, because nobles are a group of proud and despise creatures, which can bring so many guards, it can be imagined that his family is not simple.

For a time!

Many heads of mercenaries had their own attention.

What is the purpose of an aristocratic child who came with such an elite army?

no doubt!

It must be the land near Zenda, and only this can attract a big man like him. Even many people present guessed the reason why Murphy came here. Either he was creating territory for the family, or he was the second son of a large family. Since he had no inheritance rights, the family gave him certain resources. , Let him lay a piece of his own territory here.

Does that mean that this nobleman needs some partners?

Or is it a helper?

Ordinary people may think that they can become aristocrats by laying down a territory, but their mercenary leaders don't think so. If they want to regain a town or village, they already have that ability, so why bother to wait until this time to act?

the most important reason!

Even if they had the strength to defeat a town, they did not guard it and develop its financial and resources!

Even many of the mercenary groups that took down towns had to give their land to the mercenary city or some nobleman who could afford a high price in exchange for a fortune and the title of an inferior nobleman. It's not that they don't want to build development territory by themselves, but that they don't have enough strength, let alone so much wealth!

How to defend the next town in singles?

If the demon army comes ~www.readwn.com~ can you just rely on the few people in your hands?

This is why they have to wait until the city of mercenaries has regained Zenda, because only if Zenda is recovered, other towns and villages they defeated will have a support!

Many seemingly beautiful things can only be enjoyed if they have strength.

The soup provided by the Mercenary City is like a big cake drawn one by one. There are not many people who can really eat it. In the end, it fell on the masters of the Mercenary City and the nobles.

And these mercenaries are more like thugs, and what they get is only a fortune and a title of inferior nobleman.

This is planning!

The rules that are bound to their beautiful fantasy that ordinary mercenaries can't see!

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