Instead of leaving the preparation, Wexman grabbed Barrett, who was about to pull out the big knife: "Don't be so nervous! It's not so easy for us to fight those horse thieves. ”

"Won't we fight?" Barrett looked at Waxman's lazy look and immediately understood, "Those guys are here to collect tolls?" ”

"Tolls? Almost! As long as the caravans are on the main road, they usually do not choose to raid. Waxman spread out his hands and gestured around, "As long as there are fireworks here, it won't be long before the Marquis's cavalry will arrive." The horse thieves weren't sure to disarm us before the cavalry brought in. ”

After all, horse thieves are not barbarians who only know how to fight and kill (referring not to the barbarian profession, but to those who don't like to use their brains). Don't get too excited, folks. The leaders within them who can stand out from the competition must have a mind above the normal level.

Like all illegal and violent gangs, horse thieves want to live a nourishing life, relying on their own body is hard enough and sharp enough. In the event of heavy losses in personnel due to the fighting, the only way left for them was to disband the ranks and be annexed.

Therefore, unless it is a last resort, the gang of horse thieves does not choose to use the battle to obtain the spoils of war. Intimidation and negotiation are the norm. Not to mention that the risk of intercepting a caravan on a main road is far higher than robbing a tax evasor in the wilderness. One is not good, and there is even a danger of total annihilation.

Although it is unlikely that there will be a direct battle, scouts like Mario who are scattered around in the spirit of foolproof are also called by the horn to return to the caravan to participate in the defense.

"I'm finally able to do a good job!" Mario, who returned from riding a horse, looked excited, but when he saw the caravan, he became a little puzzled: "Huh! Why is Barrett alone? Have the rest of the companions already gone to the front of the caravan? ”

Barrett looked at his companion on the horse a little helplessly: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you again this time." Fighting or something, it still seems like a distant thing at the moment. ”

After staring at Barrett for a few moments, Mario was sure that his companion wasn't joking. He could only sigh helplessly: "It's really boring." ”

"Are you going to go with me to the front to see what the two sides are dealing with?" Barrett, who had his leggings in order, pointed to the front of the line and invited Mario.

Mario was obviously not interested in this, and he shook his head: "Forget it! I don't think there's anything to look forward to. ”

"If you're not interested, you can give me the horse for the time being!" Barrett stepped forward and stroked the horse's forehead affectionately, and it was then that he remembered that his party did not seem to have named the horse yet!

After all, it's just a transitional mount. I don't know when I will resell the blood-stained gray flowers after there is a better replacement. It is even possible to accidentally die in the middle of the adventure. You don't think there's any need to put too much thought into it!

"You always like to spend your mind on those boring things." Although there seemed to be a look of disdain in his words, Mario still turned over and dismounted to make room for Barrett: "I also took this opportunity to rest for a while." ”

Barrett, who jumped on horseback easily, had a helpless look on his face: "When you treat other aborigines, it would be nice if you could show the same spirit as you did in the church." Mario, you're completely wasting your status as a paladin and the highest charisma attribute in the team. ”

"It's not that I don't want to contribute to the team, but I really don't have that much work right now!" Saying that, Mario made a gesture that even a man knows with a lewd face: "No matter what, you have to let me chase down Bena first!" This is a lifelong event for my brother and mine. ”

"I mean not you." At this point, Barrett couldn't say anything more, tightened the reins and prepared to leave directly. would rather demolish a temple than break a marriage, he doesn't want to be hated for the rest of his life.

As Barrett squeezed to the front of the line, the figures of the horse thieves gradually became clear in front of his eyes. In a way, these horse thieves resemble other adventurers hired by the caravan temporarily.

Not to mention the different materials of the armor, many of them were obviously made of broken materials that I didn't know where to go. The rough stitching process above was shown naked in front of Barrett. On the contrary, the cloak on the back looks decent, which is very different from the adventurers' clothes.

When it comes to weapons, horse thieves are equally diverse. However, it seems that for the sake of ease of use on horses, Barrett did not see an improvised crossbow among horse thieves. Instead, each horse had a short bow in its bow bag.

Mr. Josephine did not come out of the horse himself, and the leader of the horse thieves was the leader of the caravan escort, Yvonne Edmonds. This is a master of melee combat with both barbarian and warrior class ranks, and there are private rumors among the caravan guards that he put in to learn the words in the first place, and some oolong things. However, only he knows whether someone really doesn't know these rumors or is pretending to be stupid.

The dealings between the guards and the horse thieves were neither as gentle as those between the nobles, nor like clouds and mist in their words; It's not like businessmen who are constantly arguing with each other and hiding knives in their smiles; The unleashed roar and the exaggerated body language of the dancing hands made Barrett think of burlesque in the first moment.

It didn't take long for Barrett to regret that he had come to pay attention to the negotiations. Not all of the communication was in the lingua franca, and there was a fair amount of local slang interspersed. Even in the lingua franca, there are a lot of 'black words', that is, code words, which makes Barrett, who has no relevant knowledge, scratch for a while.

Finally, after Yvonne Edmonds handed over the two purses, the leader of the horse thieves checked them a little and turned to wave. Then the gang of horse thieves, numbering about 1oo people, turned around and prepared to leave.

After solving this ** annoyance in front of him, the caravan seems to be ready to start again! Looking back, Yvonne Edmonds, who is now Barrett, said as he passed by: "Be careful when you patrol outside." I just got the news that there has been a change in the horse thieves in the grassland recently. I don't know how there are more guys who run the gang. Those bastards aren't very rude. ”

As a relatively independent group in the caravan, it has a certain special status, so Yvonne Edmonds made such a special reminder. As for the rest of the aboriginal guards and adventurers, it was not the first time they had cooperated, and they naturally had their own channels of information.

Barrett, who returned to the caravan, first informed Mario of the information he had just gotten, and then asked what he thought: "How?" Mario your character ...... in terms of mounted combat"

"You don't have to say any more, I know my own affairs. Without professional support, I usually have no problem patrolling on horseback. If you encounter an enemy, the most you can do is to pass on a message, and you don't have to think about fighting. Mario interrupted Barrett's inquiry with a wave of his hand, and there was no need for him to hide anything in that regard. If the character doesn't grow enough, he can't always die with a hard mouth, and if he wastes the chance to resurrect, it's a big loss.

"Alright, let me do the next scout mission! You have to work hard in there, too! Aim to solve your life events within this year. Barrett turned the horse's head and laughed at Mario. With the flying whip, his back shrank rapidly in the eyes of the people in the car.

The following day was nothing unexpected. While camping in the evening, Barrett went to inquire about Yvonne Edmonds' words. From the bits and pieces of the adventurers' stories, Barrett finally pieced together a picture that could be seen.

It turns out that the horse thieves in the Valgin Territory also have their own internal rules, and all horse thieves are based on the largest three strands (Black Wind, Wild Wolf, and Flying Fox). The first person to come to negotiate today is Heifeng, one of the three major gangs. The toll they collect not only goes into their own pockets, but also enriches the other two horse thieves. So a large caravan usually only needs to pay a fee once.

Smaller bands of horse thieves focus on tax evaders in the wilderness. However, the big horse thieves usually don't let go of this piece of fat, and the other party has no official protection, so the amount of payment is much higher than that of the caravan on the main road.

This makes tax evasion in caravans a gamble. There are fewer encounters with horse thieves, but of course there is something to be earned. If you run into it too many times, the eight achievements become a loss-making business - not including specialized contraband merchants, of course.

And these new horse thieves don't know if it's because newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They seem to be trying to challenge the original order of Malkin's collar. In the case that his own strength was not enough to compete with the three major gangs, he actually began to harass the caravan on the main road.

Originally, the three major gangs had to be severely cracked down on this kind of behavior. However, in the absence of spells, it is not easy to find a dozen or so people in such a large area. Moreover, there are contradictions between the three gangs, and at the same time they have their own "business" bonds. For a while, there was no way to encircle and suppress those provocateurs who changed places with one shot.

"Anyway, this is not a team of players pulling up!" Barrett suddenly felt that he was not close to the truth of the matter. Still, he decided to rot these thoughts in his stomach until he was confirmed.

The next two days were still calm. Even Barrett thought he might have come to work this time. But the sand and dust that suddenly rose in the distance was telling him—that you were too young.

"Ballista?" Looking at the unknown rider flying closer, Barrett immediately had such a term in his head.

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How about looking at the typos in this chapter?

Today, I saw a lot of readers report that many people think that the story and characters are too dry. I'm about to change my mind and change some of the writings.

Readers with ideas can leave as much as possible in the book review area, and I will try to adopt it depending on the situation.

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