Freman entrusted these people to take a beheading operation and bring the Cold Sword Mercenary Group, Xu Qiang, to him after it was captured.

Those people regarded Xu Qiang as their spiritual pillar. If Xu Qiang were not available, the mercenary group would collapse immediately, and it would only take a moment to turn around the situation.

The strong men of the Black Dragon Clan, a total of twenty-one masters, left the camp and caught one person towards the battle area. It was just a very simple task.

Wanyan Xiong is the leader of these twenty-one people. He is responsible for leading the team in front and detecting the situation ahead. Not long after leaving the camp, he noticed a trace of unusual aura.

I have never encountered an opponent in this world, and no one has this strength. Several figures suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking their way.

It seemed as if these people were really waiting for their appearance, Wanyan Xiong had to be vigilant. He raised his hand and signaled the person behind him to stop.

"Who are you? Do you dare to block our way? Are you looking for death?"

A total of nine people stood in front of them. The nine people were unmoved when facing their questioning, as if they had not heard what they said.

Through the aura emitted by the other party, Wanyan Xiong knew that these people must be not ordinary people. I am afraid that things tonight will not be so smooth to progress.

"Who are you, you have no grudges between us. Can you please leave here?"

In order not to cause trouble, Wanyan Xiong changed his tone of speech and said gently that they still have serious things to do.

"Since someone stood up and said something humanly, but what if we don't leave? Are you going to do it?"

"If you are touching our bottom line, you will not have any good results if you anger us. You must understand this in your heart."

One of the nine people held a spear in their hands. They came to accept the task, and there was no choice or reason to retreat at this moment.

Moreover, the grudge between them can be traced back thousands of years ago. The spear stabbed Wanyan Xiong with a fast reaction speed and almost stabbed his chest.

It has already expressed its attitude that the two sides will inevitably have a war, so no matter what they say, it is a waste of words. Wanyan Xiong has a heavy hammer in his hand.

"It seems like it's a must-have."

"I forgot to tell you that we are from the Xiao clan."

"So that's it. No matter who you are today, if you are the Xiao clan, I'll save you the score with you. Let us see how strong the descendants of the Xiao clan are."

With Wanyan Xiong's order, the two sides immediately fought together. Twenty-one nine people who dealt with the Xiao clan did not seem to be under much pressure.

However, he soon discovered that the nine people were extremely powerful, and each of them was close to more than 50% of the guardians. Even if they had an advantage in terms of numbers, they still could not quickly suppress the situation.

They were originally going to help Freman, but at this moment they were blocked by the powerful people of the Xiao clan. Freman's plan was wrong. Losing the assistance of these masters was like cutting off one of Freman's arms.

On the other side, Duan Zhisheng led the remaining part of the mercenary group and went directly to both sides of the Freeman camp along another interlude line. His task was to cut off Freeman's assistance.

The five mercenary groups are still investigating the situation of the war. When the situation is unclear, they will not send troops. The only thing they can do is wait here. It is not too late to take action when the people on both sides die.

It was originally a rammed team. Even if their captains gathered together, they were just a few pampered bags. Freman sent them a message, but without any action, he knew that he could not count on the assistance of these people.

The news was posted twice in a row, and then there was no movement. There was artillery fire outside. The captains of the five mercenary groups were gathering together in a comfortable place and tasting the best red wine.

The life of hugging the woman beside her and enjoying comfortably has already worn away half of their fighting spirit. At this moment, the subordinates outside hurriedly ran in.

I saw several captains hugging women, some lying on the sofa, doing things that were indescribable, and they were already in a state of great danger. They actually had such interests.

"Then I don't have any eyes, right? If I don't knock on the door before entering the door next time, I will kill you."

"The boss is not going to have a big problem. Freman's people are calling us and we are about to destroy us."

"What!"

A man jumped off the sofa and hurriedly put on his clothes. Only then did he notice that the sound of artillery fire was so close that it seemed to be right next to him.

The other people also realized that the danger was approaching and stopped their work. The thought in their hearts was that they would not involve their heads in the fight tonight.

There is also news from this person, what was going on with the damn Freman? Even if they didn't send troops to help, they wouldn't send troops to attack, and they didn't even say hello.

“What the hell is going on?

Why did Freman fight us so hard? Isn’t their opponent the Cold Sword Mercenary Group of China?”

"Boss, we don't know what's going on. Freman's people have already been fighting, and their combat power is strong and they don't leave us a chance at all."

"Damn Freman, do you really think we can bully me, pass my orders and beat me hard."

The five mercenary groups were planning to enjoy the fruits of their own. It seemed that this idea had failed. If they continued to wait here, they would be wiped out sooner or later.

By the time I personally verified, there was a powerful mercenary group attacking them, and the slogan shouted by this mercenary group was to deal with them, and it was Freman's revenge.

No one except Freman would have such strong strength. While the five mercenary groups joined forces to resist, they sent troops to attack Freman's headquarters. For a moment, the battle between the two sides was involved in one side.

The scene was extremely lively. Freman was still waiting for the arms to support Jock. As long as the arms arrived, it wouldn't matter if there were no waste alliances. The original cooperation was just empty talk.

But until now, there was no news about the arms dropped by the airdrop. He felt a little uneasy. At this moment, there was another fierce fighting sound from outside, and Freman frowned.

"The general is not good. Those five mercenary groups are joining forces to fight us, which seems to be a rebellion."

"What?

Rebellion?

How is this possible? I haven't settled the score with them yet, how dare they betray me!"

"The situation has been confirmed. Their people have already hit in, but we are blocking it from the defense circle. What should you do if you want to wipe out all of them?"
Chapter completed!