The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

　　 There is only a chapel without priests in Zamoshye. Two unpruned branches were placed on the top of the church, and Quan was used as a cross. Inside the house, the candlesticks that enshrine the balm have long since dried up, the bottom of the basin is covered with a thick layer of oil residue, and the statue of the Virgin Mary is covered with a lid similar to a rag. Four benches made of logs were placed on both sides of the church, and it was hard to see how long they had been used. They just gave off a little oily light by the morning sun.

When Pidro and Chechen and the people in the room entered the church, the leader of the caravan and the mayor of Mikhail were already standing in the center of the church, and two mercenaries were sitting on the benches on the left side of the church. The other five mercenaries sat on the bench on the right.

　　 As soon as he entered the house, Pidro took Cheerchen to the right seat. The three mercenaries behind him also followed and sat on the right.

　　 At this time, the fool could also see that the mercenaries had been divided into two small groups.

　　 The two mercenaries sitting on the left were as cold as blocks of ice, staring straight at Pedro, who was sitting in the middle with a big grin.

　　 At the two murderous eyes, Pidro can be indifferent as a veteran greasy veteran, but Cheerchen next to him is very uncomfortable. He leaned against the side, trying to avoid it. After all, along the way, he treats everyone as uncles. Now they parted ways, just like strangers.

　　 "Everyone."

　　 Fortunately, the team leader took a step forward without knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, blocking the eyes of the two murderers, which somewhat made Cheor Chen less embarrassed.

　　 "Everyone," the team leader repeated, "I called everyone here this morning. Something is coming. For the specific situation, let’s ask Village Chief Mikhail to talk about it."

　　 After a few thoughtless words, the leader pushed Village Mayor Mikhail to the front desk. After all, the caravan was at best the middleman in the whole thing. Then, it is better to let the parties speak.

　　 Village Chief Mikhail also took two steps forward. He scanned the surroundings with his gaze, sweeping everyone's expressions in his eyes, and then cleared his throat, and said, "Dear knights, I don’t want to disturb your rest, but it’s a big deal. Things. A group of robbers, ready to rob the caravan."

　　As soon as these words came out, the mayor of Mikhail swept the surroundings again. There were some nonchalant, stunned, eager, solemn, and jokes.

　　 Uh, how could there be a joking expression, Mikhail couldn't help but read it again to confirm.

　　 That's right, it is indeed a playful expression, the middle-aged man next to the boy.

　　 "Is the news true? The village chief." asked a mercenary sitting on the left. Cheerchen remembers his name is Cadiz.

　　 "Indeed, it was discovered by Yuri, a young man in the village. For the past two days, a group of people have been wandering in the woods near the village, staring at the house in the west of the village from time to time."

　　 The house in the west of the village is where the caravan and mercenaries live.

　　 "How many of them are there?" the mercenary next to Cadiz asked next.

　　 "Sometimes two or three, sometimes four or five."

After 　　 asked, there was another silence.

　　 "Village Mayor Mikhail is a local, familiar with the road. You should know something about the band of thieves nearby."

　　 The one who broke the silence was a thin and tall mercenary named Malone sitting behind Cheor Chen, who used to fiddle with a Swiss halberd on weekdays.

　　 Village Chief Mikhail didn't answer right away. He closed his eyes and started thinking hard, as if he was about to pull out the memory from the depths of his mind.

　　 "There is such a band of thieves, they claim to be the Forest Brotherhood, and they often rob the caravans in the past." After a while, the mayor of Mikhail said.

　　 "How many of them are there?"

　　 "Fourteen or five."

　　 When the mayor of Mikhail said that the robbers were the only one, everyone was relieved. The caravan and the mercenaries are 15 people. Everyone is evenly matched in terms of numbers.

　　 "Leader, what do you want to do?"

　　 Cadiz asked the caravan leader.

what can I do! If possible, the team leader will disappear immediately. This honest-looking village chief Mikhail lied such a big lie without blushing in front of his face. The robber who attacked the village chief turned into a robber who planned to attack the caravan in his mouth. This nature can change, mercenaries are bound to protect the caravan. It's not good to recognize it now, nor is it good not to recognize it.

　　 "Of course it was a preemptive strike and eliminated them."

　　 When the leader was in a dilemma, Cheorchen jumped up and said excitedly.

　　 Xiao Tetsuchen suppressed the excitement in his heart since he heard that a robber wanted to rob the caravan. Along the way, he finally had a chance to show his skills, and the number of robbers was only fourteen or five, perhaps not as many as his own. In Chechen's view, it was a good idea to win them.

　　The leader breathed a sigh of relief, and someone snatched it. In this way, no matter what, I am not responsible.

　　 "The little knight is brave and courageous, and the old admire it. It is better to fight the wolf in a thousand days. It is better to fight the wolf in a day. The little knight's method is indeed once and for all." Village Mayor Mikhail praised Chechen at the right time.

　　 Being so praised by the village chief, Cheerchen is ashamed and happy, blushing like an apple.

　　 "Speaking of the adults, what do the children say." Pidro pulled Cheechen's clothes corner fiercely, and pulled Cheechen back on the chair, who was a little bit oblivious, and gave him a more vicious look.

　　 "This kid was used as a gun." Pidro thought to himself.

　　 The mayor of Mikhail will observe the people, how could the old mercenary Pidro not know how not? He smelled a trace of greasiness in the fleeting stunned expression of the leader, and this is even more certain. Obviously, Mikhail wanted to use the hands of the caravan mercenaries to eliminate the robbers. Robbers are real, and caravan robbery is not necessarily real.

　　 But Pedro didn't want to pierce it either. He also has his own selfishness. A mercenary group centered on himself has just been established, and he also wants to take this opportunity to eliminate robbers to test the abilities of each team member.

　　 "Do they have muskets?" Piedro asked the mayor Mikhail.

　　 "Yes, yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Village Mayor Mikhail stammered. This bald middle-aged man was the only one who showed a joke on his face just now. At this moment, he looked through himself again, how could he not make himself nervous.

　　 "This is Pidro, a veteran who has participated in the Thirty Years' War." The caravan leader introduced to the village chief.

　　 "Hello, hello. Yes, there are, but it's not a musket, but a hand-made firearm. It's commonly known as an iron barker." Village Mayor Mikhail added.

　　 Hand-made firearms are the crudest gunpowder firing weapons. This kind of weapon is actually a hollow iron bar. Not only is the loading speed slow, but there is no sight and the materials used are poor, many of them will explode without two shots. That's why it is called an iron call, meaning to listen to a sound.

　　 I heard that it was an iron call, not only Pidro was relieved, but the other mercenaries also showed a nonchalant look. This is simply a mob.

"Everyone. Since we have decided to join the Polish army after entering the city, the elimination of bandits this time is exactly the level of everyone's promotion. We cleanly eliminated them and entered the city with their heads, so that the nobles could take a high look." Pidro encouraged.

　　 "Good, good, good." The mercenaries sitting on the right responded in unison.

　　 "What do you think?" Piedro turned and asked Cadiz and the mercenary next to him. Among them, only these two rejected their offer to join the Polish army.

　　 The two looked at each other, and Cadiz said, "We only listen to the employer's arrangements."

　　 After speaking, he looked at the leader.

　　 "Let's go together, many people take care of them." The leader swallowed his throat and said. At this point in the situation, there is no way to turn around. Even if I tell the truth now, I will be treated as a liar and torn to pieces. Can only go all the way to dark. Hope everyone is lucky.