The wheels of the carriage creaked on the muddy road, and the caravan rarely stopped along the way, even at temporary rest points would look for remote and uninhabited places, at this time Newman would be lowered from the carriage by the so-called merchants, and the hood would be removed and fed him water and food, at this time Newman would look around, and he would find that there were other kidnapped people in the caravan besides himself, and this caravan had five caravans, and they were closely guarded by the caravan people, Even going to pee in the jungle has two guards.

"Who the hell are you, why did you kidnap me, I'm just a blacksmith, I don't have any money at all, you may have found the wrong person." Newman tried his best to clarify this, but these Slavs were like deaf people and deaf ears, and after a few times, Newman could only be at the mercy of random people who accepted their fate, and the worst outcome was to be sold into slavery.

"There's the border ahead, and I'm finally home." After two more days, the caravan finally entered a forest trail, through which a river flowed, and the Slavs cheered.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded from the path behind them, and the Slavs led by them hurriedly let the carriage go first, leaving themselves and several guards behind.

Chasing from behind were the countess's knights, and the five knights were ordered to investigate Newman's disappearance, and soon a Slavic caravan caught their attention, and Shun Teng quickly tracked it down.

The knights wore chainmail hoods and chain mail, and on top of the chain mail was the heraldic blouse of the countess of Hamburg, and a pointed vulture shield hung from the side of their horses under their crotch. Each of them has a cross-shaped sword pinned to his waist.

"You're the Slavic caravan that went to Hamburg?" The knight at the head stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, sir." The merchant leader, with his usual smile on his face, replied as he hunched over the left side of the roadside knight.

"Stop your carriage at once, and in the name of the Countess of Hamburg, we will search these wagons." The knight spoke loudly to the merchant leader, and dismounted from his horse and strode towards the caravan's caravan.

"Sir, our business is licensed by the Chamber of Commerce of the Wismar Town of Mecklenburg, and the goods on the caravan are completely legal." The merchant leader followed behind the knight and said to the countess's knight.

"Hmph, I don't care about that. I only obey the orders of my feudal lords. Hamburg's armor-maker is gone, and I suspect it has something to do with you. The knight glared at the merchant leader and said to him.

"There is absolutely no such thing as a sir, we are law-abiding businessmen."

"In that case. Let's search what's the matter. ”

The knight's hand was already slowly resting on his waist. This caravan is too strange. It was all made up of young men, and if it was an ordinary caravan, it would have followed women and travelers, and even if it was to escort valuable goods, there would have been servants. Thinking of this, the knight was already admonishing his companions with his eyes.

"Gotta get it." The other Hamburg knights, seeing the admonishing eyes, immediately drove their horses to surround the caravan, and the combat effectiveness of the five heavily armed knights was not to be underestimated.

"Again, open the caravan and let us search." The knight slowly pulled out the sword at his waist, and his voice was already full of threat, if these merchants dared to push back, the knight would not hesitate to kill them, and the nobles killed a civilian businessman, at most his reputation would be damaged, not to mention that he brought his own monarch's order.

"Yes, sir." The merchant's face seemed to change with fear, and he quickly bent down and bowed to the knight.

"Hmph, shitty thing." The knight saw the merchant obey and put his sword back in the scabbard, the merchant had disgusted him, but he was still a heretic, and he was already surprised that the town's chamber of commerce had agreed to trade with the infidels, and now these heretics dared to disobey their orders.

"On the drops of blood." Suddenly, at the moment when the merchant bent down, he let out a loud shout, and threw a throwing knife out of his sleeve, this throwing knife is Harvey's own hand, although it is not to the point of hitting every shot, but it is enough to kill the opponent at such a close distance.

"Wow." The knight screamed, and the knife pierced his left eye, he had no idea that these lowly merchants would suddenly attack him, a noble knight.

"Do it." Several members of the blood drops jumped from the roof of the caravan, and they threw the knights off their horses, and suddenly the neighing of horses and the sound of people fighting sounded in this forest, and the knights were a little caught off guard under the sudden attack, but they relied on their strong armor and strong bodies to get rid of the blood droplet members who fell on them, and got up from the ground, drew their swords, and pressed each other's defenses back to back to back to lower the center of gravity, and two knights also successfully took off the pointed bottom shields on their horses, This move was sensible, because from behind the carriage someone was unleashing crossbow arrows, which made an aggressive muffled sound against the shield.

"Damn it, kill them." Covering his bleeding left eye, enduring the severe pain, the knight led by him roared angrily with the support of his companions, one of his noble knights was actually plotted by these Slavs, and if it came out, it would be ridiculed and his face would be lost.

"Drink~~." The knights had serious faces, they shouted and raised their swords, and rushed up to fight with the members of the Blood Drops, most of whom were equipped with crossbows and short swords, and suffered quite a loss in the battle with the knights, but they were not afraid of death, and the sound of fighting in the forest resounded, seeing that under the strong attack of the knights, this caravan composed of blood drops was about to be destroyed, and at this moment the sound of horses' hooves came from the forest.

"It's Lord Ted." The blood droplets saw the javelinmen galloping from the forest, they held the javelins in their hands, galloped through the forest, the javelins flew towards the opposing knights, and the situation on both sides was suddenly reversed by the intervention of the javelin cavalry.

"Your Excellency, we will cover you and report to the Countess." The knights put the wounded knight on the horse. (To be continued......)