Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"What are you going to do with the river patrol team in Haikou?"

Mazov raised the first doubt. If there are hundreds of brothers waiting to survive, even villains will be more cautious from the bottom of their hearts.

Ulysses laughed at it with disdain. Perhaps many people took these river patrols seriously, but for soldiers who have been fighting in the New World for a long time, it is completely easy to control them.

Madam Kisley was not good at naval battles, so it didn't work on them at all. They even had the experience of joining the Black Ark when they were fighting Druzzi.

"They will understand how shameful it is to interfere with the just needs of veterans."

Although Mazov feels good about this plan, as long as a complete smuggling chain can be formed, Kislev's size can completely eat these more than 3000 soldiers.

But in this way, it seems that it has become what it used to be. After retiring from the army, he was recruited by the gangsters and colluded with them to commit the crimes he hated before.

"I don't deny this plan, but I will only contact His Excellency Oliveira. Raskol...he needs time."

Ulysses was taken aback by these words, but an angry look soon appeared on his face. He thought that Mazov was pinning his hopes on Laskoll and asked the Dragon Prince to intervene in this matter. The strength exploded, "Haven't you figured it out yet? We are just a group of retired mercenaries. The previous employment contract has made it very clear that we will have nothing to do with Caledon after the end!"

"Then why do you still want Laskoll's contacts in Caledor, and even asked me to ask Mr. Oliveira for help? After all, you are just using the guise of testing the authorities to satisfy your desire. Don't think I don't know, Last time Daz's Light was in the siege of Krakalund and surrounded and suppressed the courtyard of the fear knights, some of the spoils were not handed over as promised!" Mazov lost his good temper, and pulled out his waist at a speed that no one could see clearly. The pistol was aimed at Ulysses' head.

"Did I drink so much in Elengrad that you, a skinny monkey, dared to run wild in Misha's Eagle's territory!"

Ulysses didn't panic, and acted extremely calm, but a trace of fear hidden deep in his eyes still existed. Lasker and Mazov were dubbed philosophers and villains among the mercenaries.

The latter is cruel not only to his enemies, but also to himself, with absolute ruthless chaos as the philosopher's second-in-command, well-planned and wild in action, this is Misha's eagle.

"You really let me down, since Misha's Eagle is not willing to do it, Daz's Light will handle it by itself. I want to show Raskul, and when he returns to Kislev, there is not even a place to stay." It's pathetic that you don't have any."

The finger on the trigger was gradually pressed down, and Mazov stared at Ulysses with only one eye. If he dared to say one more word, a bullet would pass through the eye socket mercilessly.

Ulysses, who was intimidated, chose to leave, leaving only the still silent officers of Misha's Eagle.

The scar-faced veteran first broke the silence: "Continuing like this is not an option. Sooner or later, the gold leaf coins in our hands will be exhausted. Before this situation was not expected, many people chose to send their salary back every year. Back in Kislev, you only have a year's salary and the spoils captured by Krakalund."

"Although the Legion has always assigned logistics officers to take care of life according to needs, it has already caused some people's dissatisfaction, thinking that the money paid is a bit too much."

Mazov glanced at him and knew that he was one of the people who sent money back every year. His status as a non-commissioned officer made his salary higher, but after all the carnival for so long, there was a day when he was exhausted.

"So what do you think? Just be like Ulysses and the others, grab a block of docks and become a gangster, let Rascorto's contacts smuggle and sell goods, and then lend usury to make a living. Think about how you entered the mercenary army , Alexandria!

You were driven to the recruiting point with a knife because you didn't pay the usury loan for your mother's medical treatment! "After a roar, Mazov's reminder had some effect. Misha's Eagle has one thing in common, most of them are people who can't survive, and many of them are because of gangsters.

The scar-faced veteran sighed, if it wasn't impossible, who would want to do gang work.Normal gangsters are still worried about the encirclement and suppression of the city defense army, but the retired veterans are fully capable of fighting a tough battle with the city defense army.

It's a good choice, but not for Misha's Eagle.

Taking a few deep breaths, Mazov also stopped his anger. Now he has three options in his hands. Some time ago, Oliveira sent a letter from an intermediary. The Church of Ulrich wanted to hire Misha Eagle to go to Duncanwald Forest to clear up the beasts for a short time. People, the promised conditions are very good.

If this performance meets expectations, they will be able to come every once in a while, in other words, the foreign legion of the empire, as a livelihood.

The second choice is the invitation letter sent by Agrim. As a single mercenary, he went to the northern world's edge mountain range to assist the dwarves in recovering Mount Gambard. Politically charged.

But Mazov does not intend to accept these two employment contracts. After all, the Misha Eagles have been fighting for many years, and the youngest is almost 30 years old. It is difficult to form a family if they continue to fight.

And the mission emerging from him will never leave Kislev.

"I'm going to the Caledor embassy tomorrow to see if I can get some help."

Mazov's words attracted a lot of attention. Everyone generally believed that with Caledo's sharp and decisive style of handling things, he must have strictly followed the contract, and there was no longer any dispute between the two parties.

Moreover, the identity of the mercenary has also changed now, allowing an elf kingdom to interfere in Kislev. Although they don't understand the consequences of this, many people feel that it is best not to go to the embassy to seek help before the desperate situation.

"Do you have a better way? I applied to the Bureau of Commerce to establish a chamber of commerce. The person in charge actually refused on the grounds that I was arrested for fighting when I was 17 years old. He thought that I would use force to interfere with the normal market order, so he recommended me. What a bunch of bitches to join the chamber of commerce formed by the Orengrad Poyer family."

This is really a reason to find fault, everyone thought in their hearts.

Amidst a burst of cursing, everyone knew that such waiting was not a result. Although everyone had received literacy education, the constant expectation in the military camp had degraded their brains a bit.

As long as the chief says what, that is what it is. Since Mazov thinks the embassy has something to do, let's try it first. If it doesn't work, then consider some more radical measures.

The soft-headed Plotin who prayed for the understanding of the empress is probably dead, and no one dares to imagine that the authorities will suddenly change their minds. (end of this chapter)