Mercenary Wars

Chapter 41 Beggar
In a battle that almost ended in destruction, a verse about healing came to Lucius, whose neck was cut, and allowed him to escape from the brink of hell.

This legendary experience inspired countless adventurers, and of course, Lucius himself. To some extent, it was also the source of his "war fanaticism."

When Lucius finished his speech, everyone had a feeling that war was getting closer.

In the following days, Gao Jianuo also took the time to familiarize himself with his weapons and equipment, mainly chain mail.

He used to wear leather armor, but now that his physique and strength have greatly improved, he can adapt to wearing chain mail.

In fact, Gao Jianuo also considered plate armor, but wearing plate armor not only requires higher physical fitness, but is also a skill that requires more adaptation time before being able to move freely.

After considering some other factors, such as price, he finally chose mail armor.

A few days later, part of the Grey Eagle Mercenary Group had already set out for the northwest country of Presto.

The first group to set off were mainly official members of the mercenary group. They traveled on horseback and estimated that they would reach Prestor Castle in about two days.

After a while, the second group of soldiers also set off. This group of soldiers was the largest in number, mainly short-term recruits who had just completed basic training, and they went on foot.

The commander was Cassandra - she was the worst at riding a horse.

In fact, some higher-level Warcraft horses can withstand a large person like her, but there are no such horses in Nanhai Town and the surrounding areas, and she doesn't seem to like riding horses.

Among these soldiers were Gao Jianuo and many of his acquaintances, including the enchanter Marcus.

Normally, the enchanter who majored in magic runes could just stay in the camp, but the higher-ups decided to bring one along just in case, so Marcus luckily got the chance.

This made Marcus very distressed because he had just learned about the price reduction promotion in Happy Street, and before he had time to go, he was urgently pulled into the army.

There was no need to wait until after the war. When two groups of soldiers left Nanhai Town one after another, especially the second group that included a large number of soldiers from the front street, the business of Happy Street showed a significant decline.

Gao Jianuo comforted him: "Prestor must have his own places to have fun."

Marcus: "With so many soldiers going to Prestor, the women there must be extremely expensive!"

"But you also have a military allowance, don't you?"

"Not only is it expensive, but I may have to queue up. I don't like this..." Marcus was depressed, but since things had come to this, he could only accept it. After the troops left Nanhai Town, he would not mention it again.

Prestor is a small country with a long and narrow territory. It borders multiple countries. The closest point is only a few dozen kilometers away from Nanhai Town, but the castle is quite far away.

When crossing the border from the Principality of Nordaren into the Kingdom of Prestobur, the mercenaries inevitably became more vigilant.

"Gao Jianuo, let me protect your safety." John said, holding a shield.

"Do you think he needs your protection? If he had a shield, he could protect you." Ryan said, he is now the captain of Gao Jianuo's team.

John looked at Corgano again.

A year ago, the other party was still a thin pharmacist in a long robe - at least in his eyes, but now, the two of them are obviously of similar body shape, both look like strong men, and Gao Jianuo is even a little taller.

Gao Jianuo was no longer wearing an apothecary robe, but a well-made mail armor, and he really didn't look like he needed protection.

"For the sake of the collective, give your 'alert' to the priest." Ryan pointed to the priest in the team, a tall and thin blond young man.

Spellcasters are few and far between in mercenary groups, and priests are even rarer. It's not easy to assign a priest to a team. In fact, priests are usually rotated between several teams.

"Okay." John nodded and followed the pastor. "By the way, what's your name?"

"Sheldon, a first-level priest." The priest spoke softly, a gentleman evidently. John patted his chest, "Vigilance is a power bestowed upon me by Saint Michael. When someone attacks you, I will definitely be the first to notice. Don't worry, Reverend Sheldon, as long as I'm here, you won't be hurt!"

"Thank you." The pastor thanked him.

Several hundred people continued to advance northwest.

On the way, they met a group of civilians seeking refuge. They seemed to have come from the vicinity of Prestor Castle and wanted to find a place to avoid the war.

Most of these civilians were craftsmen, merchants, and the like, with a few being farmers.

There was also a beggar.

The beggar was a barefoot, shriveled old man wearing a dirty and torn ochre linen robe. He had unkempt hair, sparse hair, and a tuft of beard on his chin.

He came to some mercenaries one by one, without saying a word, but holding a broken bowl in one hand and drawing a triangle on his chest with the other hand, his intention to beg was obvious.

It's a pity that mercenaries usually don't have the habit of doing good deeds, not to mention that most of these mercenaries are front-row stalkers on Crow Street. They have neither spare money nor the desire to give alms, so it's good enough that they don't speak ill of them.

The beggar seemed to notice the tripod necklace on Gao Jianuo's chest and stayed in front of him for a few seconds, but he only got a few copper coins from Pastor Shelton and John.

Even though there are few responses, the beggar keeps changing his targets.

It wasn't until Cassandra, probably with the intention of maintaining the reputation of the mercenary group, threw a silver coin into the beggar's bowl that she successfully sent him away.

After a while, someone noticed that the beggar was not with the refugees at all. The refugees were heading away from Prestorburg, but he seemed to be heading towards Prestorburg, with a brisk pace, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Although it was a bit strange, no one took the beggar seriously.

three days later.

A forest came into view from afar.

Ryan first ran to Cassandra and said a few words, then returned to the team: "Be careful on the road in the forest ahead. I have been attacked twice here."

"Twice?" Gao Jianuo seemed to have thought of something.

Ryan smiled and said, "Yes, the first time was when you saved me."

Gao Jianuo nodded in understanding: "Were you also going to Prestor to deliver a letter that time?"

"Yes."

"Could you tell me what the message was?"

"No."

Even so, at a later moment when no one was paying attention, Ryan quietly approached Gao Jianuo and whispered, "Love letter."

Gao Jianuo opened his eyes wide in surprise.

But Ryan obviously had no intention of continuing to explain, instead he made a gesture to keep quiet.

Gao Jianuo didn't dare to ask too much, but he couldn't help but imagine it in his mind.

Love letter...who wrote it to whom?

(End of this chapter)