Chapter 241: Victory is like defeat
"Stop, who are you?"
This patrol team from Xiaoshi Village has about thirty people, three times the number of Tal and others, of course, this numerical advantage is like a joke in the face of the huge strength gap, but this peasant patrol of more than 30 people has brought great trouble to Tár.
In addition to the leader of the team, these patrols with uneven armor, after the leader finished speaking, he vigilantly held the swords, guns and weapons in his hands and stared at the half-orcs such as Tal, and even faintly formed a formation to surround Tar and the others.
Tal actually saw a trace of fierceness in their eyes, if it weren't for the weapons and equipment, or the miscellaneous cards, Tal would even think that this team was a human elite.
"We are timber merchants from the Ironwood Forest, and this time we are from Drifting Snow City to do business."
Tal didn't pull out his weapon at the first time, but quickly pressed his sister Hypatia's restless hand, Tal knew very well what he was going to do now, it was easy to slaughter this human patrol, this half-orc team of more than ten people, the weakest was also a half-orc of the samurai rank, not to mention that there were two imperial warriors in front of him, Hypatia, not to mention a patrol of more than thirty people, even if they came to one, the human army of five hundred people Tal They were almost without pressure.
But they're here to investigate, even if they want to be exposed, it's not now, and they are fighting in the hinterland of humans before they figure out anything, so what's the point of him coming here to investigate,
Now this patrol is nakedly telling the humans that something is going on here.
"Oh, the timber merchant from Drifting Snow City? So where is your cargo? ”
"Our goods are in front of the town, a few of us are out shopping, you see..."
As he spoke, Tal took out a small bag of silver nar from his bosom and handed it to the captain of the team, this small bag of silver nar was more than a dozen of them, which was worth more than a year's income of the patrol captain.
However, the captain did not look moved in the slightest, but put his hands behind his back to avoid suspicion, and said:
"Don't bring this set to us Hunter, take off all your headscarves and hats, and check them all."
As the patrol leader of Little Rock Village, Merconne was also an experienced man, and this team that claimed to be the timber merchants of Drifting Snow City was suspiciously tight in his eyes at first.
There is no goods around that can be explained as goods in the town, and the taller ones have not broken through the cognition of the Northlanders, but it will make people feel that the people of this team are a little taller, these people have bulging waists, and they are obviously armed with weapons, which is nothing, almost all caravans will bring weapons to defend themselves, after all, other places are not as good as Hunter's territory when it comes to security,
It's cold in the north, and it's normal to wear a thick fur hat and scarf around your head, but all these factors that seem to be explained become different when you focus on the same group of people.
Merconay didn't think about the orcs, he suspected that these people were some kind of blindless snow thieves, they actually dared to run to the territory of Hunter's house to hang around, and made a gesture when they called out to Tal, and the peasants under his command were all people who had been training with Merconay all year round, and when they saw Merconne's gesture, they had already set up a position and could attack at any time.
As for the bribe that Tal took out, it was indeed a lot of wealth for Merconne, but Merconny was more concerned about his own future, he was about to become a quasi-knight, and the Hunter family was strictly supervised, so he didn't want to plant it on a dozen silver narls.
The second is that if this group of people is a snow thief, their belongings will also become their own trophies, and they can also obtain a lot of military merits, which is obviously more cost-effective.
"Can't you hear you when you take off your hats and headscarves?"
Merconne saw that after he finished speaking, the group of suspected snow thieves did not react, and said it in an aggravated tone, and the surrounding patrols all moved forward with spears and swords.
The orcs still didn't move, they didn't react much to these approaching swords and guns, they were all good at samurai or above, in addition to Tal and Hypatia, there were also two great samurai ranks, in addition to Tal and Hypatia, there were two great warrior ranks, and on the human side, they were the masters of the knight rank and the big knight rank, and any one of them would not be afraid of a peasant patrol of more than thirty people, so naturally they would not feel nervous, just waiting for Tár's order.
"Boom!"
"Take off your hat and bandana!"
This group of people was too fearless, and the silence of the other party made Merconny nervous for no reason, and even had a feeling of panic, he originally felt that a huge crisis was approaching,
Pulling out the sword and holding it on the opponent's neck can be regarded as an overreaction to the crisis.
"Well, isn't it good to live?"
As if resigned to his fate, Tal took off his turban and fur hat according to the other party's orders, and in Mercon's eyes,
This is a fairly angular facial features, with its tall figure, quite in line with the aesthetics of the Northlanders, that is, the skin tone is a little darker, and some of the skin is a little rougher, which is rougher than the Northland people who face the north wind all year round.
The main thing is that ear, green ears with a little fluff, at first glance it is not human, it is not like a half-elf, it is...
Although orcs are often mentioned by humans, and even hang on the heads of humans like a high-hanging sword, after all, orcs have not broken through the Dragon's Breath Pass for hundreds of years, except for the defenders in the Dragon's Breath Pass, most humans have no concept of orcs, so that Merconne didn't react for a moment when he saw the pair of fluffy ears.
"Orcs!"
After a little hesitation, Merconne had already thought of the answer, and with the strength of both hands, he wanted to stab the sword that was already against the opponent's neck into the opponent's throat,
How much military merit can an orc's head be worth~
This was the last thought in Merconne's mind, and then he flew upside down like a cannonball, and almost at the moment he was knocked away, Merconne's internal organs were so badly damaged that he didn't even have the strength to scream.
"Kill!"
"Phew!"
"Ahh
The screams rang out one after another, and the black-robed people who had just been honest in front of the patrol became more terrifying than ogres, and they could take away one or even several names as soon as they made a move.
The patrol's initial siege posture was like a joke, and they were not slow to react, and the moment Merconne was knocked away, the members attacked, but the attack did not work, and most of them immediately followed in Merconne's footsteps.
Hypatia, who had been patient for a long time, drew her scimitar the moment Tar struck, and the two patrolmen in front of her had their necks cut off before they even reacted...