Byron and the others left Suno, passed through Lurens, bought some supplies, and headed south to Uxhall.

Now Byron and he have to spend the night in the wilderness every other day, so a tent fire for the night, as well as food and water are necessary, so Byron also bought a frying pan and an iron can that can be used to cook things. There was also an order that puzzled the soldiers, but Byron made it mandatory to boil the water before drinking.

Diarrhoea, a contagious and fatal disease caused by diet and water, must be eliminated!

Now counting Byron himself, there are three cavalrymen in the ranks. John as a caravan guard, Fatis as a cavalryman, and Byron himself.

Byron looked back from his horse, his procession had stretched for more than ten meters, and the three wagons that looked very heavy were covered with several layers of burlap and neatly stacked with canned olive oil, full of three carts, which could fully meet the needs of a medium-sized city aristocracy and wealthy citizens for a month.

Byron was in a good mood, as if he had seen bags of dinars beckoning to him. Thinking about how to sell the oil at a high price in Rhodoc, he tapped his fingers on the saddle.

Although the southern part of the Kingdom of Svadia is not like the rolling mountains of the Rhodok Kingdom, the terrain is much higher than that of the north, and the forests are everywhere, and the number of wild beasts and robbers is also unusually large.

To be on the safe side, Byron they kept moving along the main road. However, there seems to be a slight problem ahead.

"The road ahead is blocked, head."

John pointed to the jumble of stones and tree trunks on the road ahead, his face a little gloomy.

"The trick of the country thieves, if we take a detour, they must already be waiting for us."

Fatis dismounted and observed, his tone revealing a slight displeasure.

"The Green Forest Bandits, it should be a good thing for them. Uxhall's patrols roamed the streets, but they couldn't kill all of them. ”

John said to Byron.

"Damn, isn't there any other road nearby?"

Byron frowned and looked around, but there was only one path through a forest, and the carriage would not go well elsewhere.

However, if you go around, it will waste time, and it will not guarantee safety.

"Forget it, let's get to work, and now the mayor of Uxhall owes me a favor."

Byron said something self-deprecatingly, and then ordered the men to clear the stones and tree trunks that were blocking the road, and to make as much way as the carriage could pass.

Because Byron himself began to move gravel and clear the road, the others joined him after looking at each other. Although I don't want to do it, I still have to have a job.

However, John didn't say anything in his heart at this time: "Actually, this pile was moved, and it is estimated that there are several more piles behind." ”

But Byron is right, it is too easy to be ambushed by a detour into the forest, so it is better to exercise.

For a while, except for two mercenaries who stayed behind to keep watch and one coachman who took care of the carriage, the rest of the people joined the work.

But in the woods not far from the road, several figures moved. However, the sentry was attracted by the noise from the other direction and turned his attention away.

With a somewhat piercing sound of breaking the air and a muffled sound of metal striking, Byron only felt pain not far from his right armpit, looked down, and gasped.

An iron-tipped bow shattered several iron rings and hung on his chain mail.

And the belated warning of the militia on guard also reached the ears of everyone.

For a moment, all the people began to look for cover to hide, and the remaining seven or eight arrows also came from the right, and two militiamen did not flee because of panic, one was hit by an arrow in the waist, and the other was shot in the buttocks.

It's okay to shoot in the waist, after all, there is leather armor protection there, and at most it is an ordinary flesh wound. But he was hit by an arrow in the buttocks, and it is estimated that the arrow was completely inserted into the flesh.

Byron swooped down on the ground behind the carriage, and an arrow flew over the carriage and landed beside him.

Byron finally understood the panic of the soldiers in the movie when they were attacked by bows and arrows, and the feeling of being exposed to danger and the enemy being nowhere to be seen. His heart rate rose again, and there was a longing to "lie here and wait until it was over".

"Watch out for the left!"

Fatis's shout startled Byron, who realized that in addition to the archers in the forest on the right, several figures had also appeared behind the pine trees on the left, charging at them with weapons.

Byron immediately crouched to his feet and reached for his waist.

"Damn it!"

However, it was only then that he realized that he had to reduce his weight because he had to work just now, so the mace was left on the package next to the horse.

But the other party also found that he was the best armed, so for a while two people rushed towards him, and he only had a short sword in his hand at this time.

Byron didn't say a word, he had to get his equipment. As for the other party, Feng bows and arrows, although they had already shot about twenty arrows, once Byron and the others fought with their ambushers, they would not dare to shoot any more according to their level.

However, Byron didn't take two steps before he ran into a militiaman who was also trying his best to dodge a bow and arrow, and was hit by an arrow in the butt. He immediately stopped the other party, stronger than the opponent's shield.

"Follow me, you piece of shit!"

Although he was frightened, looking at the few robbers who rushed to his side, and Byron who took up arms and shields and shouted at him, this militiaman woke up like a dream, and did not continue to choose to escape, but endured the pain in his buttocks and picked up a short spear.

"Assemble the formation, they're coming!"

Fatis continued to give orders to the frightened militia who didn't know what to do, while John also brandished his iron sword and raised his shield, forming a simple defensive formation on the right with two real militiamen (those who had been promoted).

When the militiamen had erected their shields, the lethality of their bows and arrows was reduced, and almost ten men from the forest on the right rushed towards them.

At this time, Byron was engaged in a struggle with another wounded militiaman and two robbers. I have to say that the other party's level is good, if it weren't for Byron's good armor, I'm afraid there would have been three injuries on his body. Despite this, Byron also felt a little pain.

The other man was dressed in leather armor, wore a fur helmet with a twig in it, and had only an iron sword in his hand, but he was very agile and Byron had a hard time dealing with him.

The militiaman who had been hit by an arrow in the ass was also a little overwhelmed, and the sound of metal rubbing on the iron pieces on his body kept coming. The only thing that can give him an advantage is the length advantage of his short spear.

"We must investigate in the future, and we must investigate at all times..."

Byron was in a heartbroken state as he met the attack.

The wounded militiaman was a little overwhelmed, but by this time Fatis had arrived.

There now appear to be five robbers rushing out of the woods on the left, one of whom was suppressed by one of Byron's real militiamen, and the other two were planted in the hands of Fatis.

Because of the need for a sneak attack, they did not carry shields that might expose themselves, and in the process of hand-to-hand combat, they were not the opponent of Fatis, the successor of the nobility who had been trained in combat since childhood, even if they had experienced many battles.

Byron was immediately excited when he saw Fatis rushing over, but because he was distracted, he was caught, and the other party slashed at his leg with a sword, Byron immediately retreated to dodge, and was slashed several times by the other party, almost unable to stand.

But just as Byron raised his shield and was about to hold it down, the sound of a blunt weapon striking came from the robber on the other side.

Byron stood still and found that his mace was now smashing into the robber's head, and it was Fatis who held him!