"Poof! Burst! Burst! "One after another, tan sacks were unloaded from the wagons in the efforts of the caravan members. These high-priced goods from the south were placed on a central square of the tribe, where the tall totem poles cast a long shadow on the ground. As a corresponding trade, the small tribe in front of them also laid out a variety of sheepskin bags, as well as bundles of leather beast scriptures and pack horses used to pull carts or carry them.

Both sides of the trade have come up with the items that the other needs and the next thing will be the confrontation at the trade level. The first thing to do is to inspect the goods. Representatives of the nomads who were skilled in this way used knives to poke a hole in a sack of their choice. Then he brought the blade of the knife stained with blue and white particles to his mouth and licked it, and then the remaining two rows of large teeth were lightly sharpened and immediately came to a conclusion: "Medium to high sea salt." ”

Then another examiner picked up a piece of spice and put it in his mouth, followed by a burst of chewing. This kind of direct chewing of spices is definitely not something that the players present are willing to try because most of the time it is devastating to the taste buds. The noodles in it felt cold all over my body for no reason at this time.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the taster smack his lips, and then gave his own answer: "It's the same color as the last time." ”

Although the evaluation of these inspectors in front of me is not high. But this is also the original quality of the goods given by the caravan. There is a huge difference between the best sea salt and the upper middle class, and in the case of spices, the Western Continent has a clear barrier to every rating. However, the good goods are not only produced in relatively small quantities, but also the price is not cheap.

Although the caravan also had relatively high-quality goods on top of the horses, they were not prepared for such a small tribe in front of them. Because of the tribesmen in front of you. I can't afford the price of the goods on it. They were commodities for the large tribes of the steppes that were in a dominant position - and this certainly did not prevent the leaders of the smaller tribes. Trade with caravans privately to improve your life.

At the same time, the leader of the team led the stewards and began to inspect the goods given by the nomads one by one. From herbs in bags to leather tendons for animals. And then there's the big animals, which are the most critical. Teeth, black hooves, and limbs were not spared, and the caravan members who were proficient in the art began to value every item the nomads had given them.

After both sides had completed their assessments, the caravan leaders and tribal leaders, who had been given the news, began to negotiate with their palms under the tablecloth. Because both parties have a basic judgment about the goods in front of them, the process is not too long. After just a few rounds of exchanges, a final deal was reached with both hands. Then the two sides split up and began to carry the goods that they had already owned, and the cattle were tied directly to the wagons of the caravan with the reins.

The days of living on the edge of the tribe can be said to be the most comfortable after entering the grassland. No matter how barren the environment is, the tribe has far more fresh food than the fruits of hunting during the escort. What's more, this vast grassland is a great treasure in itself. The caravan members who completed the first transaction were in a good mood, so they naturally bought some additional ingredients to improve their food. So in addition to the previous hot soup. Roast lamb was also added to the menu for the night.

After more than ten days of busywork, the caravan members and adventurers finally took a breather. The team leaders also felt the need to take this opportunity to provide a short break for their subordinates. It is used to alleviate the mental and physical fatigue caused by their long toil.

Of course, the caravan's journey still needs to continue, and after less than two days of the tribe's stay in front of him, the leader of the Bossi team urged the somewhat inert natives to continue on the road. As the caravan's temporary neighbors, the nomads of the tribe lamented the caravan's departure—after all, the more the caravan stayed here, the more food they could sell in exchange for their own goods from afar. Of course, both sides knew that such a deal would not last long, because the tribe still needed to save reserves for the winter.

The caravan on the road again showed a slight signs of laziness during the first morning, but soon they were able to adjust their condition. Everything has returned to its original order. However, as the team's journey became more and more north, the pace of autumn never stopped. The temperature in the player's location has also started to gradually decrease. While Barrett's cloak creates a comfortable space, it is impossible for his companions to stay with him at all times. As a result, players began to add clothes to their bodies like the aborigines. Even the dwarves wore a thick underlay in their full body armor.

And with the cold wind comes the threat from the horse thieves. After so many days in the steppe. The caravan that had traveled far finally met its first test. The shadow that constantly hovers over the caravan is undoubtedly telling you that you are being targeted.

"It's finally here. I thought this trip was going to end in that boring way! "Claudia. Auditore said as he swung the mace in his hand vigorously.

And Clematis. Bot was more worried about the timing of the horse thieves' attack: "Barrett, do you think those guys are using the falcons in the sky to drain our energy and wait until the evening to attack." ”

"Night fight?" Barrett, who touched his chin, then shook his head, "I don't think so." Night battles are not easy. Perhaps the elite of some kingdoms have this ability, but it is too difficult for the horse thieves to make it to this day. ”

In reality, night combat is an extremely risky option even in the 20th world. And although there are various solutions in the game, they are also quite difficult. The easiest way to do this is to choose a race with night vision as your main combat force, such as dwarves, orcs, and dark elves. And all that's left is to use curiosity and magic to solve the problem.

But neither of these two can be solved by a mere horse thief. Needless to say, the magic side of the horse thieves in the steppe can't afford to raise such an expensive class. As for the combat power with the ability to have dark vision. There are also various restrictions.

Although it is possible that there are some orc members from afar among the horse thieves. But they can never be the main body of the team. Because in the eyes of nomads. The savannah is their territory, and a team consisting mostly of orcs is not tolerated.

In fact, the reason why these horse thieves have been able to survive in the steppe to this day is also due to the tolerance and support of their fellow nomads - after all, the goods looted by the horse thieves always have to be sold somewhere, and the tribes also like to exchange these southern goods for lower prices. Even many times tribes that have just traded with caravans will turn their heads and report to familiar horse thieves for a more favorable trading price.

"As a rule of thumb, the horse thieves should be attacking before nightfall." Rielly, who was touching her chin, raised her eyebrows, "After all, falcons have a limited amount of time in the air. The other party shouldn't delay it too long. ”

Barrett nodded: "In the evening, when the caravan starts to light a bonfire and prepare dinner, it should be the most suitable environment for those horse thieves to shoot." I'm going back to remind a boss to get ready. ”

With that, Barrett immediately rode to the two caravans in which Captain Bosey's team was currently riding. After reporting their thoughts to employers like this one. Immediately got a response from the other party: "Mr. Boram, your ideas coincide with mine." Late and early morning raids are among the most popular tactics used by horse thieves. And judging from the current situation, it is indeed more likely to be in the evening. ”

"Do you have any orders, Mr. Bosi?" Barrett knew that the caravan leader in front of him had much more experience than he had in the face of an impending horse thief attack. More importantly, as the leader of the caravan, his decisions were easier to carry out than Barrett's words.

The key to this is dedication. Don't look at those aboriginal adventurers, they are very polite to players like Barrett. But this politeness also represents alienation. Their attitude is actually very clear: "Your strength has been extraordinary since a few young years, and we naturally admire it very much." But it's only your personal strength that I admire. "So if it's Barrett's instructions, they usually go back to carry them out, but they don't necessarily have to pay more attention.

After glancing at Barrett, Team Leader Bosey immediately understood what the other party meant. After all, no matter what world you are in, being young is often a sign of unreliability in the eyes of many people. And for Barrett to be able to recognize this, Team Coach Bosie is naturally very satisfied. Because it proves that Barrett's psychology is not naïve. Mature performance is always reassuring: "I'll arrange this, but those horse thieves need adventurers like you to behave well." ”

"Don't worry! Mr. Although there is no guarantee of total annihilation of the enemy. But until we die, we will never let the other person threaten your life. "Although the mouth is so high-sounding. But in fact, Barrett's heart was ready to lead people to break out when the situation was not good-only when he broke through with him, he brought back a few high-ranking people in the caravan.

With the two supreme leaders agreeing, the members of the caravan, whether they are buddies or huiwei, are on their guard. Of course, they didn't react too aggressively, as that might scare away the horse thieves who were eyeing the caravan. After all, a horse thief repelled after a battle is more reassuring than an attacker roaming around the caravan ready to be devoured.

Everything was as it had been written in the early script, and when the caravan set its feet and set up camp, the horse thieves who had been waiting for a day arrived as scheduled. These creatures emerge from the horizon of the prairie at sunset, and they ride their horses with the afterglow of a red fireball in the sky. This is used to interfere with the view of the caravan members.

And the caravan, which was already loose on the outside and tight on the inside, began to deal with it as soon as it found the horse thief. All of them grabbed their weapons, ready for the first collision after entering the grassland.

As the sound of the horse's hooves grew louder and louder, the galloping enemy drew closer and closer. Barrett, squinting, filled his compound longbow and began to search for his target. Suddenly, he chose one of the horse thieves, because the gang was wearing chain mail that was better than the other horse thieves.

"Whoosh-" Barrett's arrow broke off the bowstring. Then, playing the compound longbow with the container in the saddle, he clenched his spear and launched a counter-charge towards the horse thief. As for the remaining players, although they are now able to travel on horseback, their ability to fight on horseback will still have to wait for the test.

And the target that Barrett was aiming at was unlucky. The arrows fired by the compound longbow were powerful, and more importantly, they pierced his chain mail and pierced his heart. In this case, he is already good in strength if he does not fall off the horse. And the main reason that bothered him now was that he had a bottle of life-saving healing potion that he had stored in his backpack - for horse thieves on the prairie, this kind of life-saving thing was rare and precious. If it is pinned to the waist, it may cause some bad thoughts from the companion.

For this reason, he had to observe the situation he was in to see if anyone could help him get the potion out. But everyone around was unsurprisingly busy, and couldn't help at all. So, with his sword-holding hand, he took off the strap of his backpack from one side. At this time, the two teams of horses on both sides had already begun their first collision. But it just so happened that the other shoulder strap also half-slipped down and wrapped around the hand holding the sword, and the shoulder strap that had been taken off before was now preventing him from using the shield well.

He held his shield in front of him as hard as he could, dodging the first ferocious attack of the guards. He was pushed back a few more feet until one of his teammates squeezed in front of him, stopping the guards from advancing. Taking advantage of the fact that the team's cronies bought him a little time, he took off his backpack in one go; Then, at the same time as he heard the wild shout, he subconsciously raised his shield, just enough to block a blow to the head.

After rummaging through his bag, he finally found the potion and pulled it out behind his shield, then uncorked it little by little. At this moment, the light of the flames flashed around him—the Fireball Technique! (To be continued......)

PS: Modify the wording. Thanks to "It's Hard to Think of a Name 5" and "Paladin Xiaoqi" for the big monthly votes. At the same time, thank you for the great reward from "Xi Yaner". 'Chapter 123 New Speech Spirit' found a major bug and will be overhauled tomorrow.