Chapter 516: Rendezvous in the East, Weier's Thoughts

By the time Weier frowned and walked out of the north gate guard post of the village with Aoni, the warrior using the Changdao and the warrior using the axe had already approached the east gate guard post of the village, moving along the wall.

The two coordinated with each other; one was on the wall corridor, and when they encountered the enemy soldier shooting arrows at them, they would use the move from before, gripping the wooden pillar spikes of the wall with both hands, suddenly leaning inward and then outward to dodge. At this time, the warrior down below the wall, inside the village, would advance rapidly.

And when the enemy soldier realized something was wrong and switched targets, shooting arrows to block the axe-wielding warrior below the wall, this warrior would lift the corpse of the enemy soldier with their hands, supporting the armpits of the enemy's corpse with both hands, and hold it entirely in front of themselves to use as a shield, completely unafraid of the opponent's arrow fire. At this moment, the Changdao warrior on the wall would charge forward with quick steps.

With the two coordinating like this, it resulted in the enemy soldier—who was only one person—being unable to stop the other person regardless of who they shot at, and in the midst of this hesitation and wavering, it actually allowed the two to approach the east gate guard post of the village.

"Forget about those people, hurry in! I'm going to close the gate!" Inside the east gate guard post, two soldiers—those who had retreated and those who were already there—quickly gathered, and they urged that soldier to enter the gate guard post quickly, using the protection of the guard post to resist the enemy's attack.

They believed they had sufficient force on their side; after all, there were still two squads of soldiers in the village. Once their companions in the village joined up and killed their way over, they would be able to repel the enemy's attack and kill all the enemies attacking them.

After hearing the shouts and hesitating for a moment, the archer soldier retreated back into the east gate guard post.

There was no need to avenge their companions right now; waiting a little while was also fine.

Bang! The small wooden door, which only allowed one person to pass through at a time, closed heavily, followed by the sound of heavy objects being moved inside. Clearly, the enemy soldiers, just like at the south gate guard post, had blocked the wooden door with heavy objects.

Since this wooden door was an entrance and exit that opened inward, if it were blocked from the inside, people outside would basically be unable to break it open.

At this moment, the archer soldier who had just entered, along with the other two enemy soldiers, climbed up the stairs to the upper platform of the gate guard post. There, they took out their bows and arrows again, and relying on the height of the platform and the wide field of vision, the three of them fired in unison, forcing back the two warriors who had approached.

"Hey!! Retreat first! Do you still remember what Sir Jier instructed before we came?"

Aoni shouted loudly at the two warriors who were being forced back reluctantly.

Hearing Aoni's shout, these two warriors suddenly realized, and then quickly retreated.

One jumped directly from the wall to the outside, and with hurried steps, ran around toward the farmland outside the east gate of the village. The other, slightly utilizing the nearby villager's house inside the wall, managed to drag the corpse of the enemy soldier they had personally killed back to the north gate guard post.

Aoni watched his companion drag the enemy corpse back and said with a look of disgust: "Why are you dragging the corpse back? After the battle ends, there will be plenty of time to clean up the corpses."

The axe-wielding warrior proudly pointed to the soldier's corpse, which had several arrows stuck in it, especially the huge wound on the corpse's head and face: "This is the first enemy I've taken down alone! Of course I have to bring it back as proof of the kill!"

But Aoni pointed to the headless corpse of an enemy killed on the other side of the gate guard post, and said speechlessly: "Haven't you already killed one? Look, this person's head is still hanging on your belt."

"Aoni, alone! Alone, do you understand? Killing an enemy alone is completely different from killing an enemy in cooperation with a companion, okay? When we camp at night later and brag, I can take this out to show off. What about you? Do you have one or two results you can bring up?" This axe-wielding warrior looked proud, not only pointing at the enemy corpse he had worked hard to transport back, but also patting the two-handed logging axe he was leaning on in his hand.

Although this logging axe was the kind specifically used for logging, it was a bit different from the combat axes generally used in battle; the axe blade was made much wider specifically for logging. Using it in battle to deal with unarmored ordinary enemies was fine, but it wasn't very effective against soldiers wearing armor. However, because the materials were solid, this axe was still much better than the single-handed axe he had used before.

The long handle of the axe, used with two hands, made the weapon's attack range and power much stronger than a single-handed axe. If the enemy soldier using this weapon hadn't been too panicked and only cared about fleeing for his life, how could he have been taken down by him in a simple move?

Aoni heard the proud words of this warrior, but he wasn't annoyed; he stepped aside and displayed the corpse of the soldier whose face he had smashed into a dent with the counterweight at the end of his sword hilt.

At this moment, there was no need for more words; the axe-wielding warrior immediately curled his lips and said nothing.

At this time, Weier, who had been splattered with blood on his face, stood out. His face was covered in blood splattered by the enemy, so he had a foul look on his face, but the words in his mouth were quite normal: "Now is not the time for talking and chatting, right? According to the plan, we need to gradually clear the guard posts on the north wall of the village."

He pointed to the surroundings: "But this area is already empty; they were either killed by us or have already retreated into the east gate guard post of the village to hold their ground. Everything is proceeding according to plan, so we must immediately rush to the outside of the east gate of the village and rendezvous with the team on the south side."

Aoni slapped his forehead; he only then remembered the battle plan that Sir Jier had repeatedly explained to them twice before the battle, but just now, once the fighting started, the intense emotions occupied his brain, and he had forgotten it all in the blink of an eye.

"Yes, yes, let's hurry over, go and rendezvous with the others! I hope we haven't been delayed."

Saying this, he was about to jump from the gate guard post to the outside of the wall, but was grabbed by Weier.

"Why are you stopping me?" Aoni shouted with dissatisfaction.

Weier's expression became even fouler; he pointed to the north gate guard post of the village that they had taken down under their feet, the enemy corpses here, and the various supplies scattered throughout the guard post room; the meaning was self-evident.

"Ah, yes, you're right, leaving it like this won't do; we have to close the door, at least we can't let the enemy occupy this place again. Otherwise, we would have fought for nothing." Aoni happily patted Weier's shoulder and hurried to the wooden door on one side of the gate guard post; he first closed the entrance and exit wooden door facing the east side of the guard post.

Weier shrugged at the axe-wielding warrior: "I hadn't even said anything yet, he grasped it quickly himself."

The two of them didn't recklessly jump down from the village wall, but instead came to the bottom of the gate guard post from the stairs on the other side, opened the closed north gate of the village, and came directly to the outside of the village from here.

And after Aoni closed both the left and right wooden doors from the inside of the gate guard post and blocked them with heavy objects, he found a rope, then followed the stairs inside the guard post to the upper platform, tied the rope securely to the edge of the platform, and quickly slid down along the rope.

After the three of them rendezvoused, they found the four Mao Mao who were hiding behind the ridges of the surrounding farmland, and together they took a detour through the abandoned farmland to the outside of the east gate of the village.

Here, the warrior using the Changdao had long been waiting, sitting outside the arrow range of the enemy soldiers, holding a whetstone, carefully and meticulously polishing the blade flaws left on his Changdao after the battle.

"I didn't expect our group to be the faster one." This warrior put away the whetstone, stood up, and said to the other three companions.

Aoni looked left and right, and found that it was indeed the case, so he proudly bumped the soldier shield on his left hand with the long sword in his right hand; he had also changed to a combat shield, using the enemy's soldier shield, which had better performance, as his own equipment.

Bang bang!

"Haha, of course, confident warriors are often very powerful. That's why the south side needed Sir Jier and Bata'er Jiaoshi to go personally, it's because the strength of the others in the team isn't very good. Haha."

Weier didn't care much about who was strong or weak; he had taken down the first two enemies, and then was the first to break into the gate guard post, avoiding the battle from becoming a stalemate, which was already considered a good performance, so at this time most of his thoughts were on picking off the blood that had stained his head and face.

Fortunately, after the blood dried and hardened, it was easy to rub off.

In order to become an important and reliable companion under Sir Jier, and thereby learn to become a Knight Rank powerhouse, he not only had to have merit in battle, but his image also had to be more prominent than his companions. Weier considered that Sir Jier came from a town, and his conduct and style were clearly well-educated, not the same kind of people as the other companions from the countryside in the team, so he wanted to gain Sir Jier's trust faster, and had to show his own equally good background.

In Weier's view, he, Sir Jier, and Bata'er Jiaoshi in the team were clearly the same type of people; they all came from town areas and had received a good education since childhood.

He himself was a member of the ruler of his hometown, received family training from a young age, and was sent to a well-known Swordsman Academy to study in his youth. If his family hadn't been destroyed by enemies, he would have already been a well-known sword knight by now. According to custom, at his age, he would be traveling in the Southern Alliance Kingdom, participating in events in various places to increase his fame and knowledge. Once he had a little fame, he could hold an important position in his family's army and officially enter the core of his family's military power.

And Sir Jier came from Kendall County in the Northwest Province of the distant Saint Hors Kingdom. Hearing him say that it was an emerging town with over ten thousand people, just looking at Sir Jier's speaking style and way of doing things, one knew that he had received an education that was even more refined and long-lasting than Weier's own.

As for Bata'er Jiaoshi, it was said that he came from Borisfa City in the Southern Province, which was also a big city. The other party came from the citizen class and had entered the Agricultural God Church to study from a young age, and had also received a good education.

Logically speaking, the three of them should be the friends with the most to talk about in the team, but in reality, this was not the case.

Weier actually understood, because he had previously joined a Bandit Group, and had personally been defeated by Sir Jier, and only after being captured while insane was he released because he had killed the bandits who attacked. In terms of status and relationship, he was far, far behind the others in the team, and even now, many people in the team still had opinions about him.

Even if he had truthfully explained where he came from and what his background was, it was hard to have anything to prove his words.

And the others in the team had a much closer relationship with Sir Jier.

Xueya Site seemed to have known Sir Jier for a while; hearing him say it himself, he seemed to still owe Sir Jier a life. Don't think this is a bad thing; sometimes owing someone of high status something is actually a good thing, because this resulted in Sir Jier being able to order Xueya Site to do things more easily without having to pay anything extra.

As far as Weier himself could see, Xueya Site basically took on many of Sir Jier's private affairs, not only driving Sir Jier's private carriage, which carried many of Sir Jier's personal properties, but also when Sir Jier or Bata'er Jiaoshi were not in the Refugee Team, it was often Xueya Site, this seasoned caravan guard, who commanded the entire team.

It was said that Bata'er Jiaoshi was guided by the Agricultural God himself in a dream to go to Montoka City, where he found Sir Jier, who was heading south with the army, and the two teamed up to rescue the villagers of Changmai Cunzi. On this point, no one in the team could surpass the trust relationship Bata'er Jiaoshi had in Sir Jier's heart, because there was the church and the gods to endorse that trust.

Because there were many difficulties along this journey, just the ones Weier personally encountered were several tough challenges. It could be said that Sir Jier was risking his life to rescue the villagers of Changmai Cunzi this time.

Therefore, if he, Weier, wanted to successfully become Sir Jier's right-hand man later, he had to do more things in addition to establishing merits that exceeded others by a large margin.

First of all, he had to distinguish himself from others in terms of image, letting Sir Jier understand that he, Weier, was not the same as those fleeing farmers from the surrounding rural areas. He could not only perfectly complete orders, but also undertake more complex work, such as the command of the team's battles, the daily management of the team, and even the clerical work that the team lacked and was temporarily handled by Bata'er Jiaoshi.

After the villagers of Changmai Cunzi were rescued, Bata'er Jiaoshi would inevitably leave their team. When that time came, who would handle the team's clerical work? Sir Jier himself? Could he handle it? Did he not train his martial arts himself?

So at that time, Weier's opportunity would come.

After figuring these things out, Weier stood straight in the team waiting to rendezvous, deliberately showing a slight difference from the others around him. And the others around him, who were focused on the upcoming battle, did not notice this point.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over! I knew it! Being dumped in this dump of a village just means we're here to be scapegoats for the Captain and the others!"

Inside a house in Changmai Cunzi, a disheveled Defeated Soldier cautiously peered out from a third-story wooden window, but all he could see was that there wasn't a single one of his own men left on the defensive walls.

At this moment, the alarm-bell ringing at the north and south gate outposts of the village had stopped, leaving only the alarms at the Dongce Damen and the village center Church still sounding.

Soldiers in other parts of the village might not be clear on the situation, still slowly gathering and packing their weapons and gear, thinking the enemies attacking this time were as easy to defeat as the Villagers of this village.

But this disheveled Defeated Soldier had seen clearly from where he was—he could see the north gate outpost of the village from his position.

From the moment the alarm sounded at the north side, he had crawled up from a pile of trash and secretly observed the situation over there.

There weren't many attackers, but they were clearly all Refining Qi, breaching the gate outpost in just a few moves before continuing to slaughter their way along the wall toward the Dongce Damen. If it hadn't been for the Dongce Damen being closed in time, it would likely have been taken by now as well.

His fellow soldiers, who usually boasted about how remarkable their martial arts were, were not as formidable as they claimed when truly facing such powerful enemies today. Even though they, as Defeated Soldiers, had crossed the Southern Mountains that spanned the Southern Province in formation—a feat no one had managed before—it was all the same.

This disheveled soldier understood perfectly well that along the way, they owed it to those mountain cat Beast who were familiar with the conditions of the mountain forests; it was thanks to their help that they avoided many dangerous areas, harsh environments, and deadly traps.

As for the fighting, it was also Knight Hartna who personally intercepted and repelled many troublesome Monster and Magic Beast; because of this, Knight Hartna, whose injuries were already not light, saw his condition worsen after crossing the mountains, growing worse with each passing day.

If one were to ask what contribution they, as soldiers, had made? One could only say they defeated some not-so-strong Monster and wild beasts; other than that, they were purely a burden.

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