At the first glimmer of dawn, the group began to pack up and prepare to set off.
As the wolf cavalry drew closer and closer, restlessness began to spread amongst the fleeing group.
Sarre stuffed the remaining half of the hare he had eaten yesterday into his robes, ignoring his companion who was constantly muttering to himself. Instead, he looked around the camp, searching for that beautiful figure.
Very quickly, Sarre locked onto his target.
Unfortunately, there was another man standing next to that figure.
Sarre touched the left side of his face. The whip mark was still throbbing.
His companion Pam looked at Sarre, who was in a daze, and could not help but snicker, "Alright, Sarre, stop looking. That noble young lady is not someone a commoner like you can get close to. "
"Who said that a mercenary can't like a noble young lady?" Sarre retorted impatiently.
"Haha, do you really understand the difference in status between a commoner and a noble? Silly boy! "
"Don't call me silly boy again!" Sarre turned back and glared at Pam.
"Alright, alright." Pam shrank back in fear, hurriedly begging for mercy.
Only then did Sarre let him off. His gaze once again followed that figure, and he said in a deep voice, "Pam, do you know Count Oman?"
"Of course, he's the Lord of Fallen Eagle City."
"That's right. Then do you know how Count Oman's title came about?"
"Wasn't it passed down from his father?"
"Yes. Then, do you know how his father's title came about? "
"His grandfather passed it down." Pam felt that this question was rather silly.
"No." Sarre shook his head slowly, "It was passed down from his grandmother to his father."
"So?" Pam scratched his bird nest-like hair, confusion written all over his face.
"Why was it passed down from his grandmother and not his grandfather?" Sarre's eyes flashed with a strange light, "Because Count Oman's grandfather was actually a commoner mercenary!"
"How is that possible?" Pam exclaimed.
"But that's the truth.
Earl Oman's grandfather married the daughter of the former Lord of Fallen Eagle City as a mercenary. Later, the son of the Lord of Fallen Eagle City died, and the title was passed down to Earl Oman's grandmother, and then to the Earl's father, the son of that mercenary! "
Pam opened his mouth wide as if he was listening to a fairy tale.
Sarre's eyes flashed with a strange light. It was something called ambition.
He moved closer to Pam and lowered his voice as if he was making an oath, "So, the son of a mercenary can also become a noble!"
With that, Sarre strode towards the figure.
Pam stared blankly at his companion's tall back with mixed feelings.
However, what Sarre didn't tell Pam was that the mercenary who married the count's daughter was a rank-6 warrior, and also the president of the Northern Frontier Mercenary Guild. Back then, he was known as the "strongest person below the Sanctuary-realm".
"Good morning, Miss Vera! Good morning, Knight Colin! Please allow me to lead your horse for you as an apology for offending you yesterday. "
Colin looked at the obedient mercenary in front of him and felt annoyed. He waved his hand as if he was waving away a fly. "No need."
"Are you unwilling to accept my apology?" Sarre immediately put on an aggrieved look, and then deliberately revealed the left side of his face. There was still a trace of blood on the whip mark on his face.
"Colin, a real knight should know how to forgive." Vera seemed to be deceived by the mercenary's pitiful appearance, and she actually spoke up to help him.
Sarre was happy, but at the same time, he felt pain in his heart.
He was happy that Miss Vera spoke up to help him out.
He felt pain because she actually called Colin by his name without adding the suffix "knight"!
This was an extremely intimate way of addressing him.
She was too unreserved!
"No, I just think that it is a waste to ask the leader of the Firefox Mercenaries to lead my horse. In fact, I have a more important task for you, Commander Sarre. "
"You think too highly of me …" Sarre instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"Why? Are you unwilling to help me?" Colin did not give the other party a chance to refuse.
"I … of course, I am willing to help you. It would be my honor." Sarre had to bite the bullet and agree, but he was already regretting it in his heart.
"Very good!" Colin grinned, revealing his sharp canine teeth. "In order to get rid of the pursuers behind us, we need to mislead them so that they will not be able to figure out our real movements.
So, I will ask you to lead fifty people — pick the young, strong and fast — and move quickly all the way to the north. After about twenty to thirty kilometers, you will reach the bank of the Rapids River.
At this time, you have to deliberately leave some traces of crossing the river to the north, but in fact, you don't really need to cross the river. You just need to quietly follow the Rapids River all the way to the east. After about ten kilometers, you will meet up with us.
Of course, when you go down the river, you have to eliminate the traces of your march. You can't attract the enemy!
Do you understand? "
Sarre listened with cold sweat. He increasingly felt that Colin was using his position to get rid of him. "You, you want me to be the bait?"
"No, not the bait, but a decoy!" Colin said seriously. "Moreover, we will cooperate with your actions. As long as you strictly follow my instructions, there will be no danger."
"How to cooperate?" Sarre was still not at ease.
Colin suddenly frowned.
If this was in the regular army, if Sarre dared to ask such a question, the commander-in-chief could directly chop off his head.
This was because the commander-in-chief had no obligation to explain his overall strategy to every general under him.
After every general received a military order, they only needed to act according to the requirements of the military order.
Instead of asking all sorts of questions, hesitating, and being picky.
Even if the commander-in-chief really gave you a suicidal mission, you could only carry it out.
A military order was like a mountain. Even if it really wanted to crush you to death, you could not hide!
Unconditional obedience was the first priority of a soldier.
But clearly, a mercenary like Sarre did not have the qualities of a true soldier.
Colin was very helpless. He could only patiently explain.
"Our cavalry will all spread out and search for the sentries of the wolf cavalry behind us. We will ensure that the enemy will not be able to see our specific movements in the next one or two days. So, as long as you hurry, you will not be caught. "
Sarre thought for a moment, then asked, "So, your plan is for me to lead a small group to deliberately create the illusion of crossing the river to confuse the enemy, while the main force finds a place to hide?"
"That's right."
"Then how do you know the enemy will fall for it? No matter how carefully we clean up the traces of our march, as long as we investigate carefully, we will eventually find some clues. "
"Because, we will hide in a place that the enemy will never expect."
"What place?"
Colin gradually became impatient: "Mr. Sarre, have you been to the Rapids River area before?"
"No."
"Then you will not understand." Colin gently squeezed the horse's belly and slowly moved forward.
"Do as I say. When you reach the south bank of the Rapids River, make the illusion of crossing the river, and then follow the river all the way to the east. You will then meet up with the main force at the hiding place that I said. You will understand by then."
"Knight Colin …" Sarre took a few steps forward and wanted to ask more questions.
"Mr. Sarre, I believe that you will be able to complete this mission, right?" Vera said gently.
Sal immediately raised his head and puffed out his chest, patted it, and said loudly,
"Of course! I will not let you down! "
Unfortunately, this little mercenary who was lost in Vera's charm couldn't see that Colin, who had taken a few steps forward with his back facing him, was revealing a mocking sneer.
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