There had just been a bloody battle here, evidenced by the scattered Beastman corpses on the ground. The weapons of these Beastmen in plain clothes were also strewn all over the place.
"Damn bandits! Pfft!"
The unshaven man spat disdainfully, cursing, "No matter which country it is, they all say Beastmen have abundant resources, but aren't there always some who can't survive?"
From this, it could be seen that this unshaven man was somewhat clear-headed. He was already stronger than many civilians who had it relatively better... At least he understood that civilians turning into robbers was because they couldn't survive.
"Move faster, don't stir up any more trouble."
Jialazi, the one wearing an eye patch, said this as he watched his soldiers clean up the battlefield. He then noticed a headless warhorse passing by the convoy, with one man and two women riding on it... A Headless Knight?
"Clip-clop, clip-clop~"
