After a full night's rest, the caravan continued in the direction of Stone Fort, and if it was a quick drive, it would be possible to get out of the Bitter Shore Swamp around noon.

No one wants to stay in the swamp all the time, they were lucky yesterday not to encounter the water ghosts who attacked the convoy all night, but obviously this luck may not be able to last, the water ghosts are very low in the daytime, and the sooner they get out, they can get out of danger sooner.

Daphne and Hera lay in the carriage of the last carriage, which was used to load the clothes and other necessities of the merchants, and the lying on the pile was quite soft to the touch and did not smell bad, and was usually ridden by the ladies of the merchants.

Although Hodge claimed to be Daphne's brother and Hera's brother to the people of the caravan, he couldn't bother to squeeze a cart with them, usually he was in the penultimate carriage with a few other members of the car, which was filled with food and ingredients from a long journey, most of them were cured meats, the smell of smoke was permeating, and the wooden planks of the carriage were all shiny oil, fortunately Hodge didn't have any cleanliness habits, otherwise it would be better to let him lie on the roof of the car.

Hodge was leaning on the huge pig's head to make up for sleep, and before going to bed, he also stuffed a ball of cloth in his mouth, so as not to bite the pig's ears in his sleep, and several other people from the merchant group were half-lying in the carriage, including Matthew, a young man who broke his ankle yesterday, Daphne's medicine did work quickly, and when he woke up, he could feel that his ankle was no longer swollen and painful, but there was still some numb itching.

Matthew was a little bored and leaned down by the window, pulling a small gap in the black cloth that covered the window, squinting at the scene outside the window, just in time to see the scenery change on both sides, the conifers and the muddy earth were fleeting, replaced by the long-lost blue-yellow grass and the long-lost snow camphor.

They finally got out of the damn swamp, and next was a flat forest avenue, and after passing the Arch Bluff, they could take the road to the Stone Fort.

Just as Matthew was thinking about the route, several neighing sounds of the frost horses sounded at the same time, and then the carriage they were in suddenly shook violently, and the coachman outside the carriage shouted loudly trying to calm the panicked horse, and the whole carriage stopped, but due to the restless movements of the frost horses, the carriage swayed and tilted, and many pigs' trotters near the door rolled down the curtain and fell to the ground.

Hodge was also awakened by the shaking, rubbing his eyes and looking at the others in confusion.

"What happened?"

Matthew's position was closest to the door, and after stabilizing his body, he opened the curtain and looked at the coachman who had just calmed the horse down: "What's the matter? Could it be that the water ghost actually chased him out of the swamp?"

The coachman wiped the sweat from his forehead, he didn't know what was happening, but the carriage in front of him suddenly stopped and he had to react, at this time he turned his head sideways and squinted ahead, and his words were a little uncertain: "It's not a water ghost, it seems to be a ...... Soldiers?"

The guards of the merchant group patrol ran to the front as fast as they could, and saw that the president Morgan and the chief manager Marcus had already stepped out of the carriage, and were negotiating with the twenty soldiers dressed as cavalry who stopped in the middle of the road, these three were experienced veterans, although they were not soldiers in this area, but they also had a general understanding of the garrisons of various families, they were not in a hurry to draw their swords, not to mention that twenty cavalrymen in hard leather clothes were not something that the three of them could deal with, not to mention that drawing swords now would only cause trouble for the merchant group, and veterans who could leave the army alive were not dull people。

They saw the insignia on the hard leather of twenty soldiers, and three solid stones side by side, which were so famous that the veterans immediately remembered that the crest of the Raymond family, the lord of Stone Fort and the extremely powerful Raymond family in the north, was the solid stone pattern.

These twenty soldiers are the Lord of Stone Fort, the sergeant to whom the Marquis of Raymond belongs!

Morgan obviously recognized the emblem of the Raymond family, and said with great respect and humility: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are just ordinary merchants, I don't know why you stopped us?"

Morgan cursed in his heart that damn it, in the past, the soldiers of the Raymond family usually set up an interception in the area close to the stone fort to collect some oil and water from the merchant groups, but now that the forest has not yet gone out, how could they meet the vampires of the Raymond family here?

He only dared to slander these words in his heart, the merchant would never provoke the lord's guards, especially when the hard leather armor of these twenty cavalrymen was stained with a lot of dark red blood, and the scimitar at the waist was faintly oozing blood at the junction between the sheath and the blade, and everyone looked slaughtered.

The cavalry at the head looked at him with indifference and ferocity: "We have just exterminated a group of mountain bandits in this forest on the orders of the Marquis. ”

He pulled out half of the long knife on his waist, and the sticky blood on the knife made Morgan secretly frightened, and he continued: "Those mountain bandits are also self-proclaimed ordinary merchants. ”

Morgan was dripping with sweat, and the implication of these words made him quite uneasy, so he hurriedly took the money bag prepared by Marcus, and handed it to the cavalry led by him with a smile on his face: "My lord, please believe that we are indeed a serious business group, and the passage documents of the past few years are in the carriage, you can check them at will." ”

The leader tossed the weight of the money bag and nodded with satisfaction: "Then let your people pull the curtains of the carriage, and we will have to check it." ”

Twenty horsemen walked slowly from the front of the convoy to the rear, inspecting the contents of each compartment in turn, and when they reached the end, the leader's eyes brightened as he looked at Daphne and Hera standing at the side of the carriage.

Morgan was a little nervous, they were guests of Tun Lo after all, if these soldiers were in trouble......

But he didn't want the leader to suddenly restrain the horse's stiffness, turned the horse's head and said lightly: "It's okay, you guys go." ”

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly beckoned the people of the merchant group to return to the carriage and continue on their way.

In the carriage, Hodge held his chin, and after witnessing the scene just now, he always felt that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that with the reputation of the Raymond family, the private army should be in order.

But the twenty cavalrymen, whether it was the posture of the horse, or the eyes of the horses, intentionally or unintentionally revealed some ruffians that were difficult to hide.

If he had chosen to study anthropology, he might have been able to get more useful information by throwing a dice when he was in doubt, but unfortunately he gave up anthropology while studying the occult, and he didn't have the opportunity to use the words of those cavalrymen to rely on psychology to find out the truth.

Now his suspicion was only in his gut stage, and the uncertainty unnerved him.

Wait a minute...... He jerked his head up, recalling his description of the Raymond family in a book of the North, the family's crest was indeed a solid stone, and the standing armor was hard leather, yes, and according to the records, their standard weapons were a straight sword and a mounted spear.

But the twenty cavalrymen carried - scimitars at their waists?