Outside the swamp.
With a short sword in hand, Jupiter crawled on the ground, silently waiting for the prey to fall into his trap.
This calm and composure secretly won the approval of several nearby captains.
Suddenly, cries of alarm came from afar.
A caravan was being chased by centaurs, recklessly rushing into the swamp.
"Huah!"
The next moment, numerous centaurs circled around.
With their lower bodies of horses and upper bodies of humans, most of their hair was brown or black. Their upper bodies were muscular and strong, wielding wooden spears, bows and arrows, and each of them was a born knight.
'So these are the centaurs?'
The moment they saw them, all the mercenaries held their breaths.
At that moment, they saw the centaurs howling and rushing into the swamp to collect the spoils of war.
"Charge! Follow me!"
Without any hesitation, Jupiter yelled and began charging.
"Zing!"
An arrow flew in his direction, which he deflected using his short sword.
