Located at the southwestern tip of the continent, the ancient country of Yaki is said to have a history of more than 1,000 years, and its borders are almost entirely covered by desert in the north and mountains in the south, thanks to the wide and winding Nera River, which brings life to both sides of the river, and the country's truly prosperous areas are all along the banks of the Nara River. Although Yaki is still the largest country in the southwest of the continent, it is no longer as powerful as it once was due to the nearly 100-year war with neighboring Arubania.

Fortunately, in recent years, the people-to-people trade at sea has gradually become a climate, and several ports on the southeast coast of Yaqui have become more and more prosperous, which has restored Yaqui's national strength. The reason for this was that the Pas Empire was located at the crossroads of the land trade routes, and its tariffs were known for their high tariffs, so many merchants transported goods from the East to the West by sea. The only way to reach Frank, the kingdom of the gods in the west, was to go ashore on the southeast coast of Arubania and Yaqui, cross the desert, and board a ship from the west coast. Yaqui's desert terrain is much narrower than Arubania, making it more popular with merchants, especially the port of Maranster, which is closest to the west coast.

The port of Maranster, originally a small port on the eastern coast of Yaqui, has been populated by merchants and towns in recent years, and various industries have come to Yaqui, and Yaki has set up a governor's palace here (after all, the tax is considerable, how can the king sit idly by?). ）。 Heading west of Maranster through the desert for about 400 kilometers, across the Nanra River, you will reach Arisenta, the largest port on the northwest coast, where ships of all kinds are gathered on their way to Frank, the kingdom of the gods. This sea trade route, which is currently the shortest, naturally attracts merchants from all over the world. There is a trade-trade, and that is robbers, and that is the idea of many poor people in the sub-unit rather than making money by hard work. And the officials are also having a headache about it. On the other hand, most of the caravans departing from the port of Maranster were escorted by the governor's army, and the cost of the escort was, of course, quite high. However, for the sake of their lives and goods, most merchants will still obediently pay protection money for the army to escort them.

And now, this caravan walking in the desert of Yakedunhala did not have a single officer and soldier to escort it, this team of 500 camels and more than 50 merchants, loaded with heavy goods, headed straight to the northwest, although they were also armed, but they did not know whether they did not take the past robbers seriously or did not take their own lives seriously, perhaps they wanted to gamble their luck and happened not to meet the robbers.

Hmph, God doesn't seem to care much about these misers. Behind the sand dunes downwind of the caravan, Guraj thought with a smile. The middle-aged man in front of him had a dark face, thick black beard, and eyes as sharp as a wolf, he was the bandit leader in this area. He looked back at the three hundred cavalry lurking behind him, who seemed to be well-trained, silently following these heaven-given prey. Looking at the greedy smiles in their eyes, I'm afraid that many of them are already thinking about where to spend this money, right? Guraj didn't have time to think about the thoughts of this group of guys, he was thinking about how to take the considerable wealth in front of him at the least cost. According to intelligence, the five hundred camels were loaded with syndicate gems and spices, as well as silk from the faraway land of silk. He watched his prey and began to lay out his subordinates.

"Three of the people in that group were leaders, two young and one old. But the shortest of the three seems to be the leader. Rabuja, you're going to shoot this kid later, is there a problem? ”

"Nope." The man named Rabuja looked lean and thin, but he was the best archer in the ranks. Killing an enemy boss before the battle starts and throwing the opponent into chaos is the easiest way to win.

"Guranam, you wait for them to cross the sand dunes in front, immediately occupy that sand dune, and then Rabuja shoots first, you take fifty people for the first team to start the assault, divide the camel team as soon as possible, and I will lead people to surround the back, understand?"

"Yes." Another stout man bowed his head and took the order.

"So, let's get moving."

At the sound of an order, this group of thieves immediately began to form a formation, and their speed was probably comparable to that of a regular army, right? Correspondingly, when they catch up with the dunes, they have put their opponents within range of their bows.

Rabuja, the archer, confidently drew his bow and fired an arrow at his target, which pierced through the dry air and struck at the target, but it did not hit the target as usual, for the leading young man dodged the arrow on one side. Just as Rabuja was stunned by the miss, the boy had already drawn his bow and fired an arrow back. Rabuja hesitated for a moment, and the swiftness of the arrow had reached the point where it was impossible to dodge. "How is this possible......" Before Rabuja had a second thought, the arrow had already pierced his throat. The Sharpshooter meets the stronger Sharpshooter, but before Rabuja can regret it, he becomes a lifeless corpse and slams to the ground.

At the same time, Gulanamu had already led the first team to rush down, and Gulaj immediately ordered his comrades to cover with bows and arrows. Because he had realized that the boy was a rare archer, he did not want to suffer more casualties before the hand-to-hand engagement.

Sure enough, the rain of arrows forced the merchants to shield themselves from each other, and when Guranam approached his opponent, Guraj immediately commanded the rest of his troops to attack in formation. He is well aware that the current ratio of troops is 6 to 1, and the sooner he invests his combat power, the more advantageous it will be.

Guranam's assault was very effective, he managed to break through the caravan that had formed a circle, and Guraj's brigade immediately poured in, and the linkage between the two sides was just right. Just as Guraj was about to give the order to outflank the team, Guranam in front was shot down by the young man's arrow again, and the first team's attack suddenly weakened. For a small camel caravan, he lost two of his right-hand men in one day, and Guraj couldn't help but be furious. He struggled to swing his saber at a merchant, but was dodged by the merchant, who struck the goods, but instead of treasure, sand was scattered!

Guraj was taken aback, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant: how did the cargo turn into sand? There can be no error in the intelligence, unless ...... This group of people knew that they would be robbed from the beginning, and they had already secretly dropped their bags, waiting for themselves to be caught! The group of people in front of them is definitely not a businessman! Are they mercenaries? The King's Army? In any case, there will be no more than fifty people on the other side, there must be reinforcements! He couldn't help but look around, only to find a fact that surprised him even more: his troops were surrounded!

It turned out that the opponent's circle formation did not let him cut it, but turned into two and a half moon formations to take advantage of the momentum to reverse his two wings, and used the clever linkage of the camel team to complete the encirclement of his three hundred horsemen! The opponent's tactics are so ingenious that he is completely on the way! This is impossible, even His Majesty's regular army does not have such a perfect link! Guraj couldn't help but feel a twitch on his face.

At this time, those merchants took out their bows and arrows and shot at the robbers in the encirclement, but the robbers did not even have a chance to hide now because the formation was too dense!

In this screaming one after another, Guraj's subordinates were shot by arrows and fell off their horses, and the cadres of his subordinates wanted to organize a breakthrough, but they were immediately shot dead by the young man who led them, and soon Guraj's troops were less than thirty people left, in this case, it was only a matter of time before they were all destroyed, Guraj hurriedly jumped off his horse, threw away his weapons and shouted: "We surrender, please spare us!" The rest of the robbers, who were still alive, listened and immediately followed suit.