Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 203 Mutiny
His real goal is Longshou Port?

Murray looked at the leader of the violent mercenary group in disbelief, and he could clearly feel the calm and composed demeanor of the other party when he said these words.

What exactly is he relying on?
Although the half-orc commander was full of doubts in his heart, his calm personality made him not unable to resist asking questions.

He silently looked at the mercenary captain sitting on the chair, quietly waiting for his next shocking words.

"The Vampire Duke has just sent us an order."

The Orc leader responded to Muleh's doubts. He said calmly, "These Tasha people let us guard the wilderness outside the city, but they themselves hid in the city wall. It is obvious that they are planning to treat us as The targets of the elves, when the elves from the Dusk Forest come in droves, we will definitely be the first to suffer, Muleh, do you think we can really withstand it?"

"Money is wonderful, but in my opinion, my own life is more important." Murray was silent for a moment, and said slowly with a bit of sarcasm.

"For the Tasha people, money is of course the most important thing, otherwise they would not pay us so much. Of course, they have this capital. After all, they have obtained all the wealth of the most prosperous port city in the entire continent. Even I am envious .”

The head of the mercenary curled his lips in disdain, "In the Dusk Forest, we fought against the elves. I think you should know about the Greenwood Town."

Of course it is clear, Murray nodded secretly.

Facing the tall and thick city walls, the sharp arrows of the elf rangers could hardly pose any threat.

Because of this, the upper echelons of Abrera City did not believe that the elves could take this port by storm.

Their thinking was not wrong, because the number of elves was not even as large as the number of their mercenary regiment, let alone the human army that had withdrawn from the northern border of the kingdom.

Moreover, there is a mercenary regiment stationed on the outskirts of the city.

But Ser Durymore, who was stationed in Greenwood Town, thought so too, so he died.

There are also mercenaries stationed outside Green Forest Town, so the deputy head of the ogre is also dead.

"Didn't I order all of you to put out the open flames?"

The mercenary captain looked up at Murray, took out a towel, and wiped the moist ointment on his chest.

"Now, I have decided to send all our horses to the nearby hilly area outside the city. These people will be divided into dozens of patrol teams, each with ten people, carrying long whistles to prevent the elves' ranger troops from approaching quietly.

In this case, even if the Vampire Duke knows, he has nothing to say, because we are indeed doing our duty to guard the group of cowards hiding in the city wall and prevent the elves from invading.Oh, by the way, the sad news for you is that Blackbeard carried out the same order.In other words, the Blood Skull Mercenary Group has also arrived here, and by the way, he was invited by me. "

"Fuck him..."

Hearing the blood skull mercenary group, Murray cursed in a low voice.

Before they left Longshou Port, the two mercenaries were still fighting each other for their own interests and territory, and it could be said that they had formed a blood feud that was difficult to resolve.

The leader of the Bloodskull Mercenary Corps is a loud pure-blood orc from Niluskan, as bloodthirsty as their leader.

Blackbeard was one of the leaders when Niluskan's army invaded the orc tribes.

There is no doubt that he hates him so much that he wants to eat his flesh and blood alive.

"so what?"

Murray's heart was ashamed, he looked directly at the burned face of the mercenary captain, and said indifferently: "You have said so much, but it has nothing to do with me."

"Good question." The mercenary leader grinned, his protruding jaw was particularly eye-catching.

He leaned back in his chair, showing a ferocious smile, "I need you to take your men and walk eastward along the Yuexi River. If you encounter an elf ranger on the way, you should put down your weapons and don't resist. Just say you want to fight." Let them introduce you to the new duke who joined Longshou Port."

"A lord who joins Longshou Port?"

Orc Commander Murray's calm and wide face suddenly changed color, and a gloomy face floated, "Are you planning to make me a chameleon?"

"That's right." The mercenary leader replied calmly.

You are sending me to death, Mureh thought sadly.

He looked around uneasily, staring straight at a brass candle that had started to turn green on the table, as if he could find his answer from here.

After a moment of silence, he frowned, "You are so confident that the lord of Longshou Port will accept me..."

"He will." The mercenary leader replied confidently, but Murray couldn't find out where the source of his confidence came from.

"...Even if he accepts us, what should we do next? Do you want me to be a secret agent? Assassin? A messenger? Or do you plan to join the new Duke?"

"Then I'll tell the truth."

The head of the mercenary put down the towel covered in black ointment, "I think you should have seen that the situation of the Amastaxia Kingdom is too bad. The army of the Griffin Kingdom in the north stationed at the Bloodstone Double-Door Fortress has already dispatched troops. Going south, maybe tomorrow, their Griffon Knights will be able to hover over the city of Abrera. There are too many variables in this, since we have participated in this game, we must guarantee to be on the side of the winner."

This is a deadly game, no one is immune, the gods have never shown mercy to anyone, anyone...

Murray looked at his head with indifferent eyes, thinking to himself.

He recalled that night, when the captured halfling priest from the Council of Elders of the non-human race screamed and was stripped naked and thrown into the Colosseum, where more than twenty hungry gnolls pounced on him.

"Are you leaving yourself a way out?"

He said coldly, "You are treating the lord of Longshou Port as a fool, right? A lord who pledges the loyalty of the entire White Crow Mercenary Group, you are so confident that he will accept me."

He didn't dare to imagine how far this mercenary group under the lord of Longshou Port would develop after he returned to Longshou Port.

"It seems that you still haven't figured it out, my dear Murray."

The mercenary leader patiently explained to him, "He is a half-elf and you are a half-orc. You are both mixed-race and non-human races, so you can be considered to have the same disease. Moreover, you have a motive for betraying me, and there is a good reason." "

Murray snorted coldly, he understood the meaning of the other party's words, but he didn't say it directly, but wanted to hear it from the head of the violent mercenary group.

"Everyone in Longshou Port knows that our violent mercenary group is famous for its brutality and bloodthirsty, but no matter how strict the hierarchical system is, it will always have one or two deviant existences, and you are a member of our mercenary group." A clear stream, like a white lotus growing from a pond full of mud."

The head of the mercenary looked at his subordinates with a ferocious smile, "I have to admit that you are a principled half-orc. You never take pleasure in killing human women, children, and children. You look like a man when you calm down. A cold-blooded lizard in the south, suddenly one day, you couldn't stand the behavior of the entire mercenary group, so..."

"Enough!" Murrayh growled and interrupted the mercenary leader's analysis of himself.

Suddenly one day?The more he thought about it, the more sick he felt.

The so-called "suddenly one day" naturally refers to that tragic night. The battle in Abrera City was very impressive to him, although the other mercenaries found it very boring.

"It's called a massacre, and it doesn't deserve to be called a battle at all."

At the end of the battle, a mercenary complained like this.

He still remembered the scene of being awakened by his men that night.

"Put on your armor quickly, captain, the king of Amastacia has led his troops into the city, and there will be no chance if it is too late."

The butcher king of Amastacia, this is the new title the opponent got after the battle.

"After entering the city, it doesn't matter whether you live or die."

This is an order from their commander.

In short, the butcher king of the Tasha people caught the non-human race in Abrera city by surprise.

When the Black Rose army raised their spears and advanced, Abrera's chamber of commerce self-defense force was still getting dressed in a panic, yelling and assembling their own men.

All that remained was a horrific carnage.

It is said that the butcher king's sword has been changed five times, because the blade was curled due to too many killings.

If the gods were merciful, they would surely go to the Nine Hells after death, Murrayh thought.

"You have to know that the most perfect lie often contains many truths that even you believe deeply."

The head of the mercenary group said indifferently: "Mercenaries are unreliable, this is something that everyone knows, if our nominal duke of Longshou Port is not stupid, he will also understand that mercenaries are capricious existences , when the situation is not good, it is normal for mercenaries to defect."

"I see." Murray took a deep breath and nodded.

He understood everything at once, after all, the situation here was too chaotic.

If the nominal Duke of Longshou Port can lead the elves to capture the city of Abrera, his captain will definitely announce that he was sent by him to support the rebels, and at the same time, he will surrender to the lord of Longshou Port along with everyone else.

If the opponent fails, his regiment commander will call them defectors, and his life and death have nothing to do with him, he is still the victor.

At the same time, he also eliminated an enemy who could threaten his position as leader.

"I hope you really know." The mercenary leader showed a ferocious smile, "Okay, you can leave with your men. We will see you at Longshou Port."

Muleh left the camp without saying a word.

When he walked out the door, he met a pure-blooded orc with a bald head and a long black beard.

It was the black beard of the Blood Skull Mercenary Corps, and Murray was surprised.

He raised his head, glared at the other party unkindly, snorted coldly, and left straight away, completely ignoring Blackbeard's blood-red eyes full of murderous intent.

Seeing the black beard appearing, he couldn't help thinking: I'm afraid even if the lord of Longshou Port led the elves to take down the city of Abreira, things would not be as simple as imagined.

Thinking of the phrase 'Longshou Port is a feast', he could even guess that even if the plundering mercenary group joins the power of the Lord of Longshou Port, it is very likely that they will turn against each other again at that time.

After all, behind the Bloodskull Mercenary Group is the Kingdom of Niluskan.

This also meant that the reason why the Niluskans gave up their plan to attack the northern fortress of Tigrila was because they were going to set their sights on Longshou Port.

The Niluskans intend to open the gap here, and then complete their ambition to unify the continent.

The more Murray thought about it, the more frightened he became. Before he knew it, he came to a relatively high hill in the wilderness.

He stood on the hillside, looking up at the night.

The moon was getting full, and the night sky was clear, and he saw the cold and barren mountains in the north, like a row of jagged teeth.

Not beautiful at all, he thought.

Because in his hometown of the extreme northern wilderness, every mountain is covered with a snow cap, reflecting the beautiful moonlight.

Although it is close to the sea, only 15 kilometers to the north, Murray can't see the sea, too many hills and trees block his sight.

Although it was closer to the sea than his home, he could not smell the sea, for the air smelled of decayed roses rather than of salt.

He turned around and looked to the east, where there was the dusk forest, with countless trees growing there, and the fog that could never be driven away.

The elven army led by the lord of Longshou Port should be stationed there, he thought,

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, but conversely, the enemy of a friend is an enemy.

At this time, if the elves want to take down the city of Abrera, they must urgently need to win over allies, and he is the thorn in the side of Blackbeard of the blood skull mercenary group, and he can't wait to be executed immediately.

Murray sighed deeply while thinking, and a sense of powerless frustration permeated his heart.

He once again recalled the far north wilderness, the night when the orc royal tribe was overrun by the Niluskan army, the night that haunted him with nightmares for the rest of his life.

He promised the greatest orc prophet to find the last blood of the royal family and assist him in restoring the glory of the orcs.

But the vast crowd made it impossible for him to start.

What's more, the last blood of the royal family was just a baby 20 years ago.

This is also the fundamental reason why he has stayed in the Ravager Mercenary Group.

Because his captain had promised him, but as he united with the Blood Skull Mercenary Group, he completely recognized the reality.

From then on, he could no longer rely on the connections and strength of the mercenary group, so he could only go on by himself.

He had already made up his mind, and tonight he would leave the chaotic kingdom of Amastacia with his confidants and subordinates.

Although it is very likely that he will be hunted down by the mercenary group afterwards, it is better than dying in the hands of the lord of Longshou Port. At least if he leaves, he still has hope of surviving.

This reminded him of the experience of escaping from the port of redemption.

With nothing left, he endured the wind and waves on the overcrowded boat, ate hard bread covered with weevils, slept on the moldy straw pile, and his nostrils were filled with the body odor of other people... These encounters, although bitter, are necessary for an adventurous career. An indispensable part, he has been admonishing himself to persevere and endure from beginning to end.

"Actually, you have other options."

Suddenly, a calm voice came from behind Murray, making him freeze in place.

He turned his head with difficulty and saw a figure wearing a black cloak standing not far away. In the face covered by the hood, there were two shining eyes like obsidian, which made him intimidated and he did not dare to look directly.

"Who are you?" he asked warily.

"I am the lord of Longshou Harbor that you are about to turn against, Brian." A flapping crow appeared from the night and landed on the shoulder of the man in black.

His voice was soft, yet piercingly cold.

Murray was taken aback, and he realized that the other party probably heard all the conversations he had with the head of the group.

He was a wizard after all, a mysterious wizard.

It reminded him of the great prophet of the orc royal family gone.

Without the guidance of the seer, he has lost himself in the shamanic path.

"The Tasha paid us to cross the ocean to come here."

He recalled that even the Red Wolf, known as the number one killer, died at the hands of the lord of Longshou Port, and quickly forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, pretending to be calm and said, "Now, our leader asked me to run away and become a chameleon... ..."

"So, I'm curious, how did you choose." Brian looked directly at the half-orc's dodging eyes with great interest.

"...Didn't you already guess it?" There was a hint of despair in Murray's bitter expression.

He could feel the intimidating aura emanating from the other party. Years of adventures made him understand that he must not think about doing any fearless resistance, which would only make him die faster.

He recalled the detailed investigation of the new lord in the mercenary group, and thought of the only way to survive right now.

Murrayh saw that the other party was contemplating, as if he was thinking about how to deal with himself, so he immediately kept silent.

He felt again the pain of putting his fate in the hands of others.

"Do you need me to take action?"

Suddenly, the crow preening its feathers on Brian's shoulder screamed and looked at its master.

"No need." Brian shook his head slightly, "His soul belongs to the shaman's spirit world, and going to Bator Hell is too cruel for him."

"If you are willing, sign this contract. Not only will I help you embark on the path of shamanism, but I will also help you find the blood of the orc royal family and re-establish an orc kingdom ruled by shamans in the extreme northern wasteland. "

Brian took out a contract scroll and floated it in front of the dumbfounded Murray.

"This……"

The huge amount of information made Mureh a little overwhelmed.

He stretched out his trembling hands, took the floating scroll, and subconsciously looked at the garrison of the plundering mercenary group.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a cold light flashed in the eyes of the young lord of Longshou Port, and said in bone-chilling icy words:
"Any conspiracies and tricks are nothing in the face of absolute power. From today onwards, the two mercenary groups in Longshou Port, Blood Skull and Raider, will be removed forever."

(End of this chapter)