As the carriage slowly passed, One-Eyed's only eye was fixed on the four guards, and he planned in his mind how to deal with the four heavily armed soldiers and then kill Soros, but no matter how he calculated, it would end in failure, and Soros had a chance to escape. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tsk, it looks like I'll have to find another opportunity." One-Eye looked at the carriage that was about to pass through the street with some disappointment, but at this moment, from another small alley of the street, there was a shout, and it seemed that dozens of people were rushing out of it.

"What's going on?" Soros and the tax collector sitting in the carriage were taken aback, and they hurriedly looked out the carriage window to see a number of robbers with clubs and short knives in their hands emerging from the dimly lit alleys.

"Defense, defense." The four guards immediately shrank their formation, leaned back against the carriage behind them, and aimed the halberds they held at the periphery.

"Oh?" The one-eyed in another alley was surprised and delighted to find that there was an unexpected help.

"Ping~~." The robbers who rushed out brandished their rudimentary weapons at the guards, who unceremoniously brandished halberds, long-handled weapons capable of both stabbing and slashing.

"Ah~~." The robbers, who had been struck by the halberd, rolled on the ground with their severed hands in their arms, but no one hesitated, and they stepped on the bodies of their companions.

"These abominable thugs." The guards, though shrewd and well-armed, had to retreat in the face of a growing number of enemies, with several robbers clasping their halberd-wielding arms and others clinging to their waists.

"Scandium~." The robber struck the soldier's helmet with the club in his hand, and with a muffled sound, the soldier fainted.

"Coachman, go, go." Soros was shocked, these robbers definitely did not appear by accident, they must have learned the news of the carriage transporting the cash box, so they suddenly attacked the carriage.

"Ride it, drive it." The coachman was aware of the urgency of the situation, and that nothing so terrible had never happened in Mecklenburg, and he waved his whip desperately and spurred his horses forward.

"Wow~~." However, the robbers, who had already learned that there were a large number of coins in the carriage, jumped into the driver's seat of the carriage, grabbed the carriage driver's arm, and dragged him from his seat.

"Gray Law~~." The horses pulling the carriage were frightened by the noise and gore around them, and the carriage began to gallop through the streets.

"Damn it." When One-Eye saw the carriage rushing down the street, his heart became anxious, and he hurriedly rushed out to chase the carriage.

In the town of Mecklenburg at night, the soldiers of the night guard heard the movement, and they hurried out of the garrison stronghold, the soldiers of these garrisons were not hired randomly, some of them were missing an arm, some were missing an eye, or their faces and bodies were covered with terrible scars, they were soldiers who had retired from the German mercenary regiment or the Mecklenburg regiment.

If it was an ordinary lord, the more merciful ones would give a few small sums of money, and the colder lords would be dismissed directly, but Arold arranged them into the garrison of the territory and paid them a gratuity, so that these retired disabled veterans could continue to play a role.

"There's movement." The captain of the garrison limped out, his left leg was missing, and he was replaced by a wooden stick leg, and he listened intently to the guards brothers.

"Yes, there is the sound of blunt objects and metal colliding." Another member of the garrison, who was missing a left ear, listened carefully with his remaining ear.

"There's a fight, and it's supposed to be on the main street."

"Quick, pick up your weapons and go check." The captain of the garrison immediately ordered that although they were disabled and retired soldiers, their excellent military qualities did not fade from them.

The members of the garrison rushed to the arsenal of the garrison, the weapon they used was a six-bladed war hammer, and the armor on their bodies was made of leather armor that had been eliminated by the Legion, after all, Mecklenburg had always been very safe.

"Line up, run and walk~." The captain of the garrison slung a long sword from his waist and ordered the two neat columns of guards.

"Boom, boom~." The members of the garrison stepped on the ground and made a neat roar, although they retreated from the battlefield because of their disabilities, but the murderous spirit of the veterans did not diminish in the slightest, and when the garrison was dispatched, even the drunken drunkards on the streets took refuge.

"Help, help~~." Soros grabbed the door frame of the carriage and shouted desperately, the carriage galloped through the street, and several robbers had already jumped into the carriage, one of the robbers tried to control the carriage, while the other began to climb above the carriage door from the top of the carriage.

"Oh~~." One of the robbers stabbed the tax collector with a short knife in his hand, and the hapless tax collector covered his neck, blood spurted out, and his body collapsed limply in the carriage.

"Hmm~~." Seeing this, Soros's face turned pale, because he was a Jew, he could not be equipped with weapons at all, and it was impossible to resist, in an instant he made a choice, kicked open the carriage door with his foot, and jumped from the galloping carriage, but the speed was too fast for him to stand firm, rolled on the ground for a long time, and passed out.

"Whew, whew." Behind the carriage, One-Eye kept in hot pursuit, he thought he would lose the carriage, who knew that a black thing rolled down from the carriage, and when he walked up to him, it turned out to be the target he needed to assassinate Soros.

"Blessed by Our Lady." With an excited look in one-eyed eyes, he jerked out the long dagger at his waist and touched it towards Thoros, who had fainted on the street.

"Who's where?" Just as One-Eye was about to attack Soros, a torch was lit from the corner of the street, and the sound of neat footsteps, the town of Mecklenburg was already small, although there were three streets, but they were not far from each other.

"Damn." Seeing the torch lit and the shadow of the crowd reflected on the wall, One-Eye realized that a large number of soldiers were coming, thinking about it, how could such a big riot attract the attention of the security forces, he glanced at Soros on the ground with some regret, and hurriedly walked through an alley.

Early the next morning, the news of the attack on the carriage of the Duke of Mecklenburg carrying the port tax spread throughout the castle and town, and the nobles and commoners talked about who had eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall and dared to rob the duke's carriage.

"Bastards, rubbish, a bunch of rubbish." When Arold heard the news, he at first thought that Brother Elvet was joking, and that in his own domain, under Mecklenburg's own nose, someone had robbed his escort carriage, and when he reacted, Arold's anger was uncontrollable.

"I'm sorry Lord Duke." In the conference hall, Arold's courtiers hung their heads like roosters who had failed in a cockfight.

"Sorry, is that the end of it? These bastards slapped me in the face. Arjod paced the chamber in a rage, realizing that he could have information hundreds of miles away, but he knew nothing about the robbery under his castle.

"We're sending a garrison to search around." Brother Elvet nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Arrod.

"The garrison is not enough, let the Mecklenburg Regiment also be dispatched, check, give me a good check." Arold clenched his fists and waved them in mid-air.

"Yes, Lord Duke." Brother Elvet hurriedly agreed.

"And you, don't you know anything about it? With such a rigorous and accurate robbery, is there no movement at all? What will the Blooddrop Brotherhood do? Arold pointed to the courtiers in the chamber.

"Lord Duke, we really don't know about this matter, and as for whether the Blooddrop Brotherhood knows about it, only Havina, the leader of the spies, knows." Brother Elvet explained to Arrod.

"Damn, what the hell is Havina doing? I also want to find out what the Norwegians are doing, hmph, we are good, we have been robbed under our own castle. Arold laughed angrily, and he snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with Havena's dereliction of duty.