"A lightning summoning spell before! It shows that the other party is not far away from me at that time. At that time, the straight-line distance should have been less than 60 meters, not because there was no one in the chaos. But the next direction of the wind showed me the way. The more nervous he was, the faster Barrett's head turned.

After confirming that the fireballs on the outskirts of the caravan had not stopped, Barrett was also slightly relieved: "I don't know how distressed the Steward Bossi will be in battle." Each scroll is about 400 gold coins, maybe he will invest all the proceeds of this trip in it! ”

On the other hand, with the scattered rangers almost cleared, the remaining horse thieves don't seem to plan to use a large number of troops to entangle with Barrett. The vast majority of their men were devoted to attacking the caravan camp - and certainly not deniing that some of them were scared of Barrett and turned to nibbling on soft persimmons.

After all, horse thieves are only horse thieves after all, and no matter how elite this group is, it is difficult to prohibit it. Therefore, when fighting downwind, they tend to rush up, but when they encounter a hard bone that breaks their head and bleeds, they will immediately try to escape. In fact, it is not only horse thieves, but also wars between tribes on the steppes - without the control of the strong of equal strength, these nomads can hardly rely on the organized cooperation of ordinary soldiers against the ordinary strong as civilized societies do.

Therefore, the current situation has become an inevitability. Even if these horse thieves have the support of a large tribe behind them, no matter how ferocious and brutal their leaders are. But as long as the leader or the overseer from the tribe refused to take the lead in charging Barrett. No matter how hard they scolded or waved the whip in their hands, it was useless.

And no one came to harass him, which naturally provided Barrett with a considerable degree of convenience in finding his target. Similarly, because of the measure, the living forces were invested in the siege of the caravan camp. The number of horse thieves cruising around the periphery naturally became scarce. The result of fewer goals. Naturally, Barrett's efficiency has been greatly increased.

Suddenly, his sweeping gaze shifted back. Then, all of a sudden, it stopped at one of the horse thieves who were firing arrows at the caravan in groups of five. Because one of the horse thieves was firing the same arrows as the others, the small row of bags hanging from his waist was obviously different from the other horse thieves. It's more like a pack of materials for the purpose of casting spells.

In addition, the leather armor on his body and the weapons in his hands are not much different from the other horse thieves around him - this is the biggest difference between a magic caster and an arcane spellcaster, and it is not difficult for them to disguise themselves like ordinary soldiers without failing armor.

No wonder I couldn't find that guy before. Without careful observation, there is no way to distinguish him from other horse thieves. Barrett immediately set his goal, or rather the first goal. Even if it was a mistake this time. As long as you don't die, you still have a chance. Even if it is because of this, it is nothing, and it is considered to have achieved the goal by making the other party tired and unable to cast spells.

But at the moment when Barrett launched the charge, the other party obviously felt the threat from this one. The thieves immediately lowered their open bows and turned and fled. Their next move led Barrett to conclude that he had caught a big fish - because they didn't run away in all directions, as other horse thieves often do, to increase their chances of escape. Instead, they came together to protect the target Barrett suspected of in the middle.

'You have three hundred taels of silver here!' With that in mind, Barrett kicked the horse in the stomach and charged at them. The two sides chased and fled as they drifted away from the main battlefield beside them, and many of the horse thieves who noticed the situation here breathed a sigh of relief - at least the evil star wouldn't come to trouble them anytime soon.

However, Barrett, who was chasing the small group of horse thieves, was not in a good mood. Because he found that it was not an easy thing to want to shorten the distance between the two. Because his mount under his crotch did not have an advantage in speed with the opposing horse. Although Barrett was already one of the best horses in the horse dealership when he traveled, this horse was more focused on endurance and weight to facilitate the relatively large size of Barrett.

The prairie is the most natural horse farm, and the nomads here are experts in raising horses. A horse thief who can thrive in this environment. If you have a good mount, it's impossible. To be honest, at the beginning of the catch-up. Barrett already doesn't have much hope that he will be able to catch up with his goal. However, even just driving the shaman away can have a beneficial effect on the outcome of the battle.

Don't look at that shaman who seems to have only cast two spells since the two sides clashed until now. However, these two spells greatly affected the situation on the battlefield - the former lightning summoning technique cleared many rangers on the caravan side, and the latter controlled the wind direction and made the defense line built by the caravan almost collapse. Although the casualties caused by this guy directly, compared to Rielly, it can't catch up. However, it is not possible to deny the help he has done to the horse thieves due to the numerical superiority. Therefore, after driving it away, it will naturally be able to relieve a lot of pressure on the companions in the caravan.

'Strange! Could something be wrong with their mounts? Or is there some trap waiting for me ahead? Barrett, who only felt that something was wrong, suddenly had such a thought in his head. While it wasn't a good horse in 'Ulrike' that Barrett could catch up with the guys in front of him, the kind of off-sale items weren't available to Barrett in his current capacity - even if they didn't sell for as much as the speed-up shoes Barrett was in, no one would want to sell them. Of course, Barrett himself did not think it necessary to buy such a horse at the time.

Faintly worried, Barrett checked the distance and put the scimitar back into its sheath. Then he drew the compound bow from his saddlebag, mounted the arrow, and began to aim at one of the group. With a "whoosh", powerful arrows flew straight out. The power that Barrett's compound longbow can project. It is by no means comparable to the little short bows in the hands of horse thieves.

However, shooting a moving target on horseback is an extremely difficult thing to do. In this case, Barrett simply can't do the so-called 100 steps. So the air-tearing arrow didn't hit Barrett's previous target. Instead, it plunged deep into the butt of the prairie horse on which he was sitting. Be stimulated by this. The steppe horse immediately began to take a joyous step. It didn't listen to its master's command at all, and it rushed far away, disrupting the originally compact formation.

I knew what was wrong with that. Barrett, who thought of this, pulled the reins and immediately prepared to turn around and rush back to the caravan. The chase was not too far now, and the shouting of the caravan did not stop. In this way, even if he accidentally fell into the plan of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, Barrett felt that he could completely make up for it.

And the horse thieves who were originally fleeing, after finding Barrett turn to leave, did not take the opportunity to run away but stopped. They hesitated for a while, except for the horse thief whom Barrett thought was a shaman. The rest of them all hurried towards Barrett - these knights were obviously different from ordinary horse thieves, and they should be the shaman's own soldiers who could do so.

Hearing the sudden sound of horses' hooves behind him, Barrett turned his head slightly. Then he drew his longbow and raised his hand to shoot another arrow—but the riders were not the same as before. There were even some dry and cracked folds on their exposed faces, which didn't look like human skin.

In this case, Barrett's arrow, after piercing the leather armor on the opponent's chest, only shook a few times and failed to cause the opponent to fall off his horse. Barrett, who knew how powerful the arrow he shot, raised his eyebrows: "Does it seem to be a tree skin technique?" But do you think that spell alone will save your life? ”

The two-ring magic 'Tree Skin Technique' can make the skin of living beings as tough as the bark of a tree. At first, the creature's existing Innate Defense gains an enhancement bonus equal to Cotton Armor (+2). From level 3 onwards, the effect will continue to increase every third caster level, until the maximum amount of defense (+5) is no less than the breastplate at caster level 12.

The buffs provided by the Tree Skin can stack with the creature's innate defenses, and are often the primary means of defense for druids after they transform into beasts. Of course, after blessing on ordinary people, the effect of matching with armor is also good.

For Barrett, though. This level of defense does not have much of an impact. Long-range shots are limited to the elasticity of the compound longbow itself, and when it comes to melee combat, it is natural that they can easily teach them how to behave. Barrett, who had pulled out his cutlass again, tugged at the reins and turned again.

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering cheer from the caravan. It seems that the situation on the main battlefield has been decided. It's a pity to look at it from a present perspective. Barrett simply couldn't figure out which side was winning. However, this did not prevent him from clutching the scimitar and engaging in a fierce collision with the shaman's guards.

At the moment when the two sides looked at each other, the target chosen by Barrett only felt a cold and piercing feeling passing by. Causing the muscles of his whole body to contract violently - using the instantaneous burst of his mount to build up speed and strength. The moment you shoot past your target, your instinct will tell the experienced rider to use the shaman's angle on the part of the opponent's body that lacks armor protection. Rapid. Cruel and unsparing, Barrett cut straight into the rider's Adam's apple, and then directly removed his head.

The blood mist gushing out of it drew red plums behind Barrett's cloak, and the headless corpse that fell with the wind represented a life that had also passed with the wind. By this time, the camp could already see the fleeing figures. Judging from the costume, it was indeed a horse thief who launched the attack.

So there was no need for Barrett to chase after the victory, and the riders who had rushed up to meet their poor people fled from Barrett as quickly as they were greeted by a suspected shaman. Their speed was so fast that there was no sign that they could be caught up by Barrett before.

Of course, in this case, Barrett did not intend to catch up and take down the shaman. Not to mention that his horse is not as fast as the other party, even if he can catch up with Barrett, he will not do that. On the one hand, the reason for the other party is because the identity of the other party may be a little sensitive.

The word shaman has the meanings of "wise", "knowing", "inquiry", etc. It has its own unique position in the beliefs of the steppe. Even the political and military aspects of the clan play a certain role, and any war or other hesitant event often depends on the decision of the shaman in the end.

How could a religious person with such a high status succumb to a group of horse thieves on the grassland! Even the largest group of horse thieves would be unable to support a spellcaster whose main ability is spirit. Because they can't provide enough faith and worship for the spirit behind the shaman.

So there is only one possibility for this guy to appear at the moment, and that is that one of the big tribes has taken a fancy to something in the caravan, so he uses the horse thieves under his control to launch an attack. And this shaman was also the person that the tribe had expelled in order to counteract Rielly's spell suppression. However, it is clear that his performance cannot be compared to that of a mage who has already been prepared.

However, the other side did not tear their faces after all, so after the battle was decided, it was a troublesome matter to capture or kill the shaman - it would put the caravan and the tribe directly in front. It was still a long way before the caravan left the steppe and entered the sphere of influence of the Norhan kingdom. If you have a direct conflict with a large tribe at such a time, your road back to your hometown will definitely be bumpy. It's better to let them go like this, which can be regarded as leaving room for future exchanges between the two sides.

Barrett, who rode back to the camp, left to see that the aborigines were busy putting out the fires - the fears of the Bosey leader had come true. Many of the caravans burned through their shells under the tongues of fire in the wind. Thus igniting the goods placed inside, and now he really organized his men to rush to rescue the supplies, so as to recover some of the losses as much as possible. However, judging from the early situation, no matter how successful the rescue is, the caravan's cargo will still suffer heavy losses. (To be continued......)