Can't stand it anymore?

The great sword in his hand has never been as heavy as it is today. Cage's arms are trembling, and he is almost losing his strength.

Kiheen panted, his lungs as if he had broken a bellows. No matter how hard he breathed, he couldn't breathe much. It seemed like there was a fire burning inside, and there was a faint fishy smell lingering on the tip of his nose when he breathed.

"Captain, no, there are too many gnolls."

As the leader of the mercenary group, Cage, the leader and the deputy leader of Kiheen have been fighting on the front line. The most werewolves they died when they accepted, and they were also attacked by wolves the most. Facing the crazy attacking ugly, facing enemies that were twenty or thirty times the number of them, even if they had a full set of iron armor to protect themselves, they would still be injured.

The battle has been fought to the present time. The War Bear Mercenary Group has lost more than 70%. Although the members of each mercenary group are fighting hard, the helpless thing is that there are too many gnolls who besieged them. Many times, are ignorant people rely on the pile of lives to pile up mercenaries to death. After all, a person only has one pair of hands. Can you cut one to kill two, three to four, and ten to twenty?

The werewolf rushed forward, afraid that they would not rush to you?

As long as you get to your side, as long as you are approached by a gnoll, you will immediately hold your legs and hold your hands, and a few or even a dozen gnolls are injured and are chopped up by other mercenaries a few times, and they will force you out of the front line of the mercenary group.

The mercenary who was dragged out would soon be knocked down by the gnolls. At the beginning, you could hear the mercenary curses. Soon, the curse turned into a scream, and then the scream disappeared. The ending of the mercenary can be imagined.

Cage was covered in blood, with his own, gnolls, and other mercenaries. He looked pale, not because of excessive blood loss, but because of heartache and despair.

He brought out the 100 most elite mercenaries in the group. He wanted to seize the opportunity to change his destiny, but he never thought that he would end up like this. More than seventy of the 100 brothers died in the hands of the werewolves. Not only were the remaining twenty, but they were exhausted, but they also exhausted their physical strength. On the contrary, the number of zigzags did not decrease and their offensives did not weaken. Cage bet that he and the mercenaries would definitely not last for a few minutes.

With his strength, he slashed the zombie barbarians who were rushing to the ground with a vertical slash. Cage staggered and shook his body twice. If he hadn't leaned against his weapon, he would have fallen to the ground.

At this time, Cage still didn't understand where he had already reached the bottom of his physical strength, and another werewolf soldier might have killed him.

In fact, many mercenaries are in a worse situation than him. The strength of these mercenaries is far less than that of the leader Cage. Their physical strength has long been bottoming out. The reason why they can still fight is entirely because of survival instinct that supports them.

However, the survival instinct also has its limits.

The gnolls discovered the mercenaries' dilemma. The cunning barbarians commanded the ordinary gnolls to continue attacking and maintained pressure on the mercenaries. While hiding behind, they threw weapons and attacked the mercenaries at a long-range attack.

How can the mercenaries who are already at the end of their lives with the end of their lives with the mercenary?

Soon a mercenary was blown into his head by a weapon thrown by the werewolf barbarians.

Seeing his subordinates being killed one by one by one by the werewolf, Cage felt so painful that he was gnawed by a poisonous snake. He really regretted that he shouldn't have been confused and shouldn't have taken it even though he knew there was something wrong with the mission.

There is no medicine for regret in the world. What's the point of regretting what has happened?

It seems that I really die here today.

Cage smiled self-deprecatingly.

Although the mercenaries resisted desperately, but there were too many people on the other side, their resistance was futile after all. The only one who could stand now was Keiheen. These two people were the strongest in the War Bear Mercenary Group and could last longer than other mercenaries.

However, in this situation, you can only live a little longer.

Just when Cage was about to fail to support him, a wolf howl came from a distance, and at the same time, a blue wolf head appeared in the sky.

What the hell?

Cage didn't know what was going on, but he knew that his life seemed to be saved.

The gnolls who besieged them stopped attacking after hearing the howls of the wolf, and when they saw the green wolf head in the sky, they put down their victory, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the distance. The gnolls were not even interested in taking a look at the shaky Kiheen and Cage.

"Cage, we are saved."

Kiheen staggered over and reached out to help Cage.

Cage didn't think about anything else, nor did he pay attention to Kiheen's actions. He just looked at the corpses all over the ground with a sad face. The gnolls accounted for the vast majority of these corpses, but what Cage cared about the most were the dead mercenaries. Each of them Cage could call out his names, and some were old friends who had worked with him in the mercenary group for many years. Now, these people have become cold corpses on the ground. Cage felt that this was his responsibility, and his mistakes killed them.

"Don't be sad, Cage. Walking on the mercenary path, everyone has thought about what they are today."

Kiheen held Cage's shoulder and comforted the other party.

Mercenaries are professions that lick blood from the edge of a knife. Employers pay money, mercenaries work hard, and it is normal for them to lose their lives in the mercenary world to make money.

"I know." Cage patted Kiehn's shoulder and signaled that he was fine. He turned to look at the blue wolf head in the sky and said to Kiehn, "There must be something wrong at the gathering point of the werewolves, otherwise they wouldn't let us go, you said...uh?"

Before Cage could finish his words, he felt a pain in his left rib and a sharp blade pierced into his heart from the connection of the armor under his armpit.

Although the incident happened suddenly, the combat experience accumulated over the years still made Cage respond. His muscles tightened, clamped the sharp blade, and at the same time, his other hand exerted force, giving the attacker an elbow.

"Kiheen, you...why are you..."

Pointing at Kiehn, who covered his abdomen and retreated for two steps, Cage looked disbelief.

His deputy commander, his assistant he relies on the most, would kill him at this time. Cage couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand it at all.

Facing Cage, Keehn had no apology on his face. He just said, "You can't blame me for this, you can only blame you. Who told you to take on this task? Do you know what you did? We are just civilians, and you are involved in the conspiracy of the nobles. Do you think we can survive? Tell you, even if those werewolves don't kill us, we will be killed by the nobles after we go back."

As he said that, Kiheen forced Cage up: "Instead of dying with you, I might as well kill you now and forge the illusion that everyone is dead. We have been with you for so many years, and you have received all your wealth into the magic ring you are wearing. Don't think I don't know the habit of not knowing it. As long as I kill you, I can take the wealth accumulated by the mercenary group over the years and fly away. As long as I run far enough, I can live the second half of my life richly."
Chapter completed!