Chapter 2: Bandits and Mercenaries

Dense figures poured out of the woods, and the screech of arrows pierced the sky, throwing them towards the convoy with the sound of killing.

The frightening power of these arrows was far greater than the power of the arrows themselves, most of them were inaccurate, and they all fell into the air, except for a few unlucky ghosts who ran around with bad luck, and they crashed into it, either pierced through the thigh or pinned to the abdomen, and fell to the ground writhing in pain, and let out a miserable wail, their voices made the convoy even more chaotic, and the sudden change made some of the usually well-pampered nobles at all overwhelmed, and the merchants who had had a few experiences immediately ran to the back of the riverside carriage without looking back, trembling and muttering prayers in their mouthsใ€‚

Because Luo Lan and Seberdine were far enough away, and the robbers only paid attention to crowded places, they had no one to take care of them here except for the arrow from before.

Instead of panicking, Sebertine pulled out the arrow that almost killed him, flipped it over twice, and said with a smile: "These arrows are inferior copper arrowheads, and they are rough and poorly made, and they are difficult to find more than a hundred years ago, could it be that they were dug up from graves?"

Luo Lan felt very strange that the time chosen by these attackers to attack was actually chosen in the evening when they were half dead, and they did not clear the surrounding patrols first, but let people discover them at the first time, without any purpose, and they didn't know what to do.

Sebertine turned his head to look at the pot of skin that had been overturned and flowed on the ground, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that these good wines are gone." โ€

Luo Lan paid attention to the movements around him, and said lightly: "Only when there is a life can there be wine." โ€

Cyberdine looked at Luo Lan, put his hand on his chest, and said solemnly: "You saved my life, I will definitely agree to any of your requests in my lifetime, I swear in the name of the moon god." โ€

"Any request?" As a thief, Luo Lan never believed in any promises, he shook his head indifferently, as if he remembered something, and secretly looked at Irina's place, where there were a few arrows inserted messily next to the several burning bonfires, he suddenly perked up, looked at the back of the convoy, but found that Irina was hiding surrounded by noble ladies, felt his gaze and turned his head and smiled at him.

Luo Lan scolded in his heart: "Damn, why didn't I shoot you to death?"

Not far from the convoy, the mercenaries hired by the caravan and the nobles did their duty, and a total of more than sixty mercenaries, led by their captain Sempley, quickly assembled at the front of the convoy.

Sempre stood proudly at the front of the convoy by himself, his unusually calm expression made the panicked people behind him slowly calm down, and some merchants pale to reassure the people around them, telling them not to panic.

Ten swordsmen in heavy armor walked out slowly with a clangling voice, and the Stinyattle-style ornamentation on the armor indicated that they were from the Rui Empire in the western part of the continent, and these experienced and determined men were selected from the mercenary team, and all of them had cultivated their fighting spirit.

Behind them were dozens of ordinary mercenaries who had gathered to guard, they did not have shields, spears and other combat weapons, but wore leather armor with short swords, which were extremely separated from each other, and kept a distance of more than ten paces from the heavily armored mercenaries.

A barrier was erected in front of the convoy.

The mercenaries stared coldly ahead, unconcerned about the arrows whizzing in their ears.

The sneak attackers finally came out of the dense forest, their number was about two hundred, these bandits were painted with colorful oil paint, most of them were ragged, their hair was messy, and some even looked like hunters and farmers in the mountains, holding miscellaneous weapons and farm tools in their hands, and dozens of people who walked in the front row were quite neat took out the last arrow from the quiver behind their backs under a whistle, continued to raise the hunting bow in their hands, raised their heads, and pulled the bowstring again in the exaggerated and twisted squeak of the bow body, and at the same time as the arrows flew out, a group of about 100 people with weapons around them also rushed out, screaming and rushing towards the lambs in their eyesใ€‚

Sempley calmly put down the overlay and said in a deep voice, "Ready." โ€

The heavily armored swordsman slowly erected the originally drooping single sword at an upward angle, and the tip of the sword was just parallel to his eyes.

The rain of arrows finally fell, and there was a clanging noise on the bodies of the heavily armored mercenaries, who slid away from them, and they stared indifferently ahead through their cold masks, not moving.

The bandits rushed towards them with a howl of hope that was clogged with money and women.

Sempre shouted, "Go!" and took the lead in shaking off and striding forward.

The heavily armored swordsmen shouted in unison, and walked forward in accordance with the rhythm of Sempley's footsteps.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and soon they were about thirty paces.

Senprey roared, and suddenly a turquoise fighting spirit burst out of his body, and he began to run.

The heavily armored swordsmen who followed followed began to charge in a horizontal row of more than ten people wide!

The two teams collided like a tidal wave!

There was a sound of broken flesh cracking, and those bandits who did not have any protection were forced out of a big gap by the heavily armored swordsmen, spitting blood and falling backwards, and the leather armored mercenaries behind saw the opportunity, and stepped forward with brisk steps, and groups of three or five cooperated with each other to harvest life, just the first contact of the face, they overturned more than a dozen people on the other side, the short sword slashed through the throat and chest and abdomen of the bandits, sprinkling a large rain of blood, and a few screams came from the back of the convoy and were quickly drowned in the screams of those bandits one after another.

Senpre shouted angrily, and with a speed that was not inferior to that of his lightly armed subordinates, he drove the big sword in his hand with a fighting spirit, and tore apart the bodies of several bandits who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

The bandits of the front brigade collapsed instantly.

They screamed and threw down their weapons, and turned desperately to push their partners in front and behind, hoping to get out of here sooner.

The other group of bandits who were behind immediately stopped their impulsive steps, Semprey snorted coldly, and walked towards these bandits who were still hesitating in place, and the heavy armored swordsmen behind him also emitted a faint fighting light, as they gradually pressed forward, the leather armored mercenaries also let out rhythmic threatening sounds at the same time, and the experienced mercenaries knew that just using this method was enough to break the enemy's spirit.

They are not soldiers, and they don't need to annihilate these bandits, but they just want to scare them away, and rely on them to deter bandits from other places.

And some of the noble children behind the convoy also became bolder, they took out flashy swords from their sides, hung them far behind and bluffed, while not forgetting to wave proudly at the noble women behind.

The faces of the bandits finally showed a look of extreme horror, and they timidly retreated step by step behind them.

They are not at all opponents of well-trained and well-armed mercenaries.

Seybertine shook his head and said, "It seems that this farce will end soon." โ€

Luo Lan always paid attention to the battle situation, he touched his chin and said, "Don't you think it's strange?"

"Huh?" Seberdine turned his head.

Luo Lan said in a low voice: "Since these people are obviously scared, why haven't they retreated yet? What is supporting their nerves......?

The two men glanced at each other, and both saw the answer in each other's eyes.

Just when everyone thought that the overall situation was decided, they suddenly smelled a strong fishy smell in their noses, and then they heard two earth-shattering roars!

Suddenly, everyone's faces changed!