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The "ruling" supports the 72 full strategy

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Walking along the passage of the car array, Roy secretly admired in his heart.

Doing business in the crisis-ridden Salvation Continent is not an easy task. Not only did the caravan have to deal with bandits, but it also had to deal with bad weather and ferocious monsters. Therefore, learning how to set up a chariot formation when defending against the enemy has become a compulsory course for every caravan.

When Roy was a child, he and his grandfather wandered around the Land of Redemption, following many caravans on his journey. There are ordinary merchants who put it together temporarily, there are lords and nobles, there are consortiums and chambers of commerce, and there are also those with the logo of a mercenary group or knight order. It can be described as well-informed.

However, the caravan array in front of him was more eye-catching than the caravan array he had seen before.

Walking into the car array, you can find that the members of the business group are busy with their own work. Neither the guards nor the men, whether the shopkeeper or the coachman, no one was idle. The one who led the horse to a hidden place, the one who erected the crossbow was debugging the base, the sweat of digging the pit was raining, and the skill of dismantling was rapid......

Judging from their movements and proficiency, it is clear that they have been trained in a targeted manner. At this critical moment, they can perform their duties without being assigned by others.

The carriages next to him are also specially designed. The carriage had a tall and heavy baffle covered with iron sheets, which were able to withstand attacks of a certain intensity. The wheels can be unloaded in less than a minute, and the carriages can be connected by pulling the horses away.

The wheels of the compartment can be removed. There are also large iron nails half a meter long at the four corners. Just hammer it into the dirt to hold the carriage in place. If a trench was dug into the land next to the carriage to a depth of one meter, and earth and rock were piled up on the carriage and the bottom of the carriage, a temporary wall appeared.

In addition to this, there are also the armor and weapons of the caravan members.

The best weapon in defensive warfare is the bow and crossbow. Among the bows and crossbows, the most powerful is the armor-piercing crossbow.

The armor-piercing crossbow is a pedestal-type heavy crossbow that weighs up to two hundred catties and requires the cooperation of three big men. The shaft of the giant arrow it shoots is as thick as a forearm. It's not so much an arrow as a lance. At a distance of 100 meters, an arrow can pierce three war horses in a row, which is extremely powerful.

Because of their power and the complexity of their craft, each armor-piercing crossbow is extremely expensive and hard to come by, and usually only large caravans with strong backgrounds can equip one or two.

But Roy, who walked into the car formation, found that there were already three armor-piercing crossbows he counted. If the other directions of the car formation were also arranged in the same way, there would be at least eight or nine armor-piercing crossbows in the entire caravan!

It's such a luxury. An armor-piercing crossbow with a thousand gold lulang also had to take an official license to book a queue. Nine armor-piercing crossbows, put on the black market, can be sold for at least 20,000 gold Lu Lang!

Looking at the well-armed caravan guards and the grooms with swords and crossbows that were much better than most of the bandits, Roy was sure that if he could win or lose with his weapons, the bandits would be humiliated to death by the deep-pocketed guys.

No wonder the bandits at the bottom of the mountain have green eyes. I can't help but want to grab it, sir!

Roy smashed his mouth and kicked up the humble staircase to the observation deck where Fergus and the others were, and the vast plain under the hill and the menacing bandits around him came into view.

Just now, I just clashed with a small group of bandits, and I didn't feel anything after rushing to kill them. At this moment, he condescended to see the entire battlefield at a glance, and he was so bold that he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Fuck, so many people?

Looking at the dense bandits, and then looking back at the terrified civilians in the convoy, Roy took a deep breath, his scalp tingling.

In front of the overwhelming bandits, this small car formation is like an eggshell. If all he had been thinking about before this time was how to trick Matthew into standing up obediently and then chop off his brain with an axe, then now he had to think about how these people on the mountain could survive.

"Bad luck, isn't it?"

In his ears, Fergus's voice was heard, and Roy turned his head to see that the chubby middle-aged man was standing beside him, staring at the bandits down the mountain. "What are you going to do?" Roy asked.

If, in normal times, a hairy boy in a coarse linen suit was questioned in such a straight tone, Fergus would have been displeased. However, when the same words came out of Roy's mouth, he felt that it was natural and did not feel any discomfort.

Half an hour ago, Roy rushed down the hill with his spear and leaping horse, swept across the undulating grassy fields and slaughtered into the crowd of bandits, which was too impressive. As long as there was anyone standing on this hill at that time, no one would be stupid enough to treat him as a child again.

Compared with those students who were pale and vomiting after killing someone, Roy, who was his age, seemed to come from another world. Fergus has no doubt that if the two sides are locked up in a dark room and killed each other for money, Roy must come out alive in the end!

Only those who have seen him kill people know that this kid who looks harmless to humans and animals, and even seems a little weak and shy, is actually a wolf!

Hearing Roy's question, Mu Xi on the side walked up and briefly introduced the current defense system of the car formation. Finally, he said, "With the escort of the cactus caravan and the young men among the civilians, the number of people we can currently engage in battle is about one hundred and fifty. Among them, there were forty-six war horses. One hundred and thirty-two horses, nine armor-piercing crossbows and a stone cannon. If the enemy does not increase his forces or take fire attacks, we should be able to hold out until tomorrow morning. ”

When Mussi reported to Roy, his tone was inevitably a little unnatural. However, this is also something that cannot be helped. First, it is more appropriate for him to speak than Alder on the Roy bar before. Second, according to the rules of mercenaries, they must seek and respect the opinions of the most powerful. On the contrary, the four strongest knights in the caravan are all Roy's retinue!

After listening to Muxi's words, Roy scratched his cheek with his fingers and said, "Speaking of the enemy's troop increase, I came here because I have bad news to tell everyone ............."

Bad news?

Fergus and the others looked at each other, and their hearts sank.

"See that group of guys on the left side of the Blackskull Bandits flagpole?"

Hearing this, everyone looked in the direction Roy pointed to, and saw a group of fierce bandits surrounding several knights in the Black Skull bandits. Although they were dressed similarly to the bandits next to them, they were all dressed in armor and were in a mess of their own.

"In the middle of the group, the guy in black armor, riding a shire horse, with a braid in his mane, is named Matthew, the future heir to the Wenger family, the son of Viscount Wenger. ”

As soon as they heard Roy's words, everyone opened their mouths.

"Matthew?" Fergus said in shock, "Didn't you say he was dead?"

"That's right!" Captain Jin Sen also said, "How can a dead man appear here." I've heard that Matthew has been dead for more than a year. ”

"Believe it or not, it'......s up to you", Roy smiled, showing his white teeth, "That's him!"

At this moment, the crowd fell silent.

Everyone understands that if what Roy said is true, then it means that the worst that was feared has already arrived. It also means that this caravan will face not only the Black Skull bandits, but also the army of Viscount Wenger.

In terms of size, the private armed forces of Viscount Wenger are not much smaller than the Black Skull bandits.

Especially a year and a half ago, after the news of Matthew's death broke, the private armed forces under the elder Wenger sr. swelled at an alarming rate. To this day, this small viscount has as many as forty knights under its command alone. Together with the infantry plus the cavalry, the total number was more than three hundred.

Such a large private soldier naturally needs a lot of money to support.

Therefore, after embracing the thick legs of the Holy See, Wenger's tax collectors went out in all directions, and the scope of tax collection was extended from the original territory to the Barony Smith in Medin City.

These armed tax collectors, bearing the coat of arms of the Wenger family, with the insignia of the Holy See on their horses and carriages, are no different from bandits. Even if they are not the people of Wenger, they are looking for all kinds of arrogant borrowings. Extorting money, punching and kicking at the slightest inconformity. Not to mention ordinary civilians, even some small manor owners with no background background are not immune. However, even so, everyone still can't believe that the Wenger family will be so mad that they will collude with a gang of bandits to do this kind of robbery and murder.

"They're crazy!" muttered Fergus. "They're not crazy," Roy folded a piece of grass, bit it in his mouth, and stared at Matthew at the bottom of the mountain: "Luoxia City is not far from Medin City, once Medin City is captured by the Ferry Empire, Luoxia City will become the front line." At that time, the Wenger family will have to take out the money, not to mention collecting money. ”

Remembering what Roy had said before, Fergus suddenly turned around: "They want to go?"

"Apparently so!" Roy shrugged his shoulders, and Oliver wagged his tail and nodded loudly.

What happened in Bollabel a year and a half ago continues to ferment to this day. In that case, Matthew's actions had tied the Wenger family to the Holy See and Chancellor Donald. And Archduke Adolf of Lulian was an out-and-out royalist.

Therefore, whether dealing with the imminent war or looking to the future, Wenger gave up his territory and collected a lot of money to leave the province of Lulian is the best choice. As long as you have money, as long as you can continue to hold the thighs of the Holy See and Donald, it is not difficult to get a new territory.

Even if he didn't say these things, Fergus and others understood them.

Hula.

A strong wind blew, suddenly raising a cloud of sand and dust. The caravan's banner was torn violently in the wind, making a loud noise. It was as if it was going to be torn apart.

Looking at the pale faces of Fergus and the others...... Roy, who was thinking about it in his heart, suddenly asked.

"Mr. Fergus, I would like to ask, what is the value of the goods transported by you and the cactus caravan in the caravan that came this time?"

"This" Fergus hesitated for a moment, and then said frankly: "I won't tell you the truth, this time we have purchased a large number of magic cores, monster furs and precious medicinal materials in Edin City, with a total value of more than one million gold lulang!"

"A million?!"

Despite the mental preparation, this number still smashed the little hillbilly dumbfounded. He never dreamed that a caravan could be worth so much in a one-way trafficking of goods. How big should this caravan be in that year? With so many caravans of the Frogstone Consortium, how terrifying is its financial resources?

Seeing Roy's appearance, Fergus and the others looked at each other and did not speak.

In fact, the one million gold lulangs in Fergus's mouth is nothing more than the purchase price in Medin City. Once the goods are trafficked to the place where they are sold, the price may more than multiply. Especially in the shadow of war, the prices of magic cores, ores, and medicinal materials are rising every day.

One million Jin Lulang is scared of this virtue, to know the final profit, wouldn't this kid faint on the spot?

There was a murmur in everyone's hearts.

Everyone really can't understand, how can this guy with a fair knight as an entourage react so much to a million Jin Lulang?

You must know that one million from the level of caravans is not the same concept as one million at the level of those big nobles, big conglomerates or big knights.

This million, for Fergus, may be the future of fate.

But for a guy who swaggered through the city with four knights and an elf maid, how could it not be enough for the shocked Cheng Dù, right?

It took a long time for Roy to come back to his senses and ask, "What about the immortal caravan?"

"I don't know about this" Fergus shook his head, suddenly frowned, as if he remembered something, and said quickly: "By the way, a few days ago, the Phillips hit the city of Medding, and many local trading houses, nobles and caravans were dumping goods. At that time, in addition to us, they were also the ones who received the goods!"

"Wait" As soon as Roy heard this, he immediately grasped the key to it and asked, "You mean, besides you, there is also a cactus caravan?"

"Yes. Fergus nodded.

"Then besides the two of you......" Roy asked seriously, "Are there any other caravans 9?"

"We are the two who dare to take the goods!" Fergus said categorically: "At that time, the city of Edin was under strict guard, and the freight could not go out, and everyone was throwing off the goods, for fear that the Philaeans would come in and smash them in their hands. We were the biggest pick-up, and we ate 80% of the goods that day. The cactus caravan is not well funded, so eat a little less~~"

At this point, Fergus suddenly stopped.

He, Jinson, Alder, and Mussi glanced at each other, and there was some horror in their eyes. Speaking of which, even idiots understand that it is definitely no coincidence that these two caravans were let go!

You know, because the Ferret soldiers are in the city, almost all the caravans have been sold. After the Firek were repulsed, the rest of the caravans either stayed in the city of Medin to receive their goods or left empty for other cities, and their funds flowed through the Guò bank, without carrying large amounts of cash.

The only two caravans that were carrying large quantities of valuable goods and were in a hurry to leave were these two caravans.

If one pair of eyes had been watching the city of Medding, then he would have found that the two caravans were simply the best prey.

Just as a creepy feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, Fergus suddenly noticed Roy laughing.

A black-haired boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he looks harmless to humans and animals, and even a little honest. However, when he laughed, a trace of evil aura hooked up at the corner of his mouth made his face suddenly become vivid. It feels like a humble bear has suddenly become a fox.

"Roy, you are" Fergus looked at Roy in surprise, his eyes flashing.

"I just said bad news," At this moment, Roy's heart didn't know how many thoughts had turned, he looked at the figure of Matthew at the bottom of the mountain, and said without looking back: "There are two more good news, I don't know if you want to hear it." ”

The previous chapter was supposed to be eighty chapters, and it was written incorrectly.

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