This kind of group of bandits is something that can be controlled in the country, and there is even a saying that they are self-respecting, which means that if the bandits are all exterminated, there will be no need for mercenaries to guard, and there will be a lot less business here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Of course, this statement is also a matter of opinion, and the official will not admit it. Although the strength of the regular army far exceeds that of the bandits, the bandits are hidden enough to move from time to time, and they are as numerous as ants, and they are often found in the mountains of the country. It is not easy to kill the ants.

It is also said that many bandits are actually the private forces of some nobles. According to the decree of the kingdom, nobles of any title were not allowed to have private armies. Domestic servants, bodyguards, equipment, etc. are strictly controlled, among which the equipment is not easy to implement, after all, it is not too difficult to hide an artifact at home, but the troops are real. For this reason, some people speculate that some nobleman may have deliberately raised some bandits.

Of course, no nobleman would admit it, and these are all speculations. As long as the imagination is enough, it's all random guessing.

In fact, it is not easy for domestic thieves to casually disguise a woodcutter with an axe in their hands. The word "bandit" was not written on the face of the bandits, and many bandits did not even have a cottage, robbed every day, and went back to the city to sleep at night. When robbing, if you have a heart, you will cover your face more, but in fact, you don't usually cover your face much. Who can remember so many faces? Instantly draw a portrait and stick it at the city gate? Ordinary people don't have the ability to do this.

Moreover, most of the domestic bandits are poor, lazy, and there are also bastards, hooligans or criminals, etc., who themselves are a group of incompetent people who do not want to work and be lazy, or cynical and revenge on society, etc. Occasionally, there will be some masters, because some talents are not met, or they are excluded, or they are excluded by others, or for a series of other reasons, and finally fall into the grass. But unfortunately, the bandit where this master is located will basically be exterminated as quickly as possible.

In fact, usually when bandits rob, there are some agreements with the escort mercenary group, or the rules of the road. The robbery of domestic bandits is not the same as the usual plot of novels, every time they kill a river of blood, as if they are unwilling to give up if they do not grab the goods, and the mercenary group must also be of extremely high quality, desperately guarding the broken arms and legs and so on.

In fact, when the bandits robbed, although both sides looked like they had their knives drawn and their axes were waving, as if they were about to fire. But in most cases, it's about spending money to solve.

Do the mercenaries with broken arms and legs still expect other mercenaries to support you? Not to mention that every time the guards lose more than a dozen people, then this mercenary group has only 300 people in total, isn't this group over? This recruit of newcomers is not so fast. The same is true for bandits, who want to recruit new people, which is even more difficult. If there are a lot of casualties in a robbery, then where do people come from in the future? Sometimes people who are injured in 10 days and half a month will not get better, and how can they rob people when they lose a lot of combat effectiveness during this period?

Of course, there are occasional exceptions, such as bandits who are new and choose to fight in order to make a name for themselves. But the target of the battle usually has to inquire clearly, and plan a lot of things in advance, such as ambushes and so on. Once the first battle is lost, a large number of people are killed and wounded, and before anything is grabbed, it is basically over. The same is true for mercenary groups, some of which will choose to fight in order to make a name for themselves.

Of course, there are some special cases, such as the things transported by the caravan are too valuable, enough for the bandits to eat for several years. Or there's a very pretty chick in there. The thieves may not be able to hold on to it, and they will have to snatch it back and have fun collectively. But this is very rare.

In any case, after making a name for themselves, both sides tend to spend money to solve the problem, or try to resolve it peacefully. Fame is only a bargaining chip for giving more money in the future, or not giving money.

Of course, there are times when negotiations are not agreeable. At this time, everyone may collectively burst out of vindictiveness, and then compare the quantity and color. If you don't accept it again, it's better than equipment, which is usually carried out by mercenary groups, after all, most of the bandits' equipment is weak.

For example, call a mercenary to come out and cut the iron bar with a knife to show the sharpness of your own weapons and hope that the other party will know each other. If the other party doesn't know each other yet, then there is only heads-up. Influenced by various chivalric novels, many thieves also agree to this way, of course, if you play tricks when you go head-to-head, then there is no way but to fight in groups.

It is basically the whole process of robbing by bandits, and after a long time, it naturally forms a kind of rule on the road. If you have rules, then follow them. Don't look at the bandits with a sideways face, full of scars, and murderous speech, but under normal circumstances, they will not go together until they are to the point of playing alone.

However, there are always some businessmen who feel that it is better to strike first, and when the two sides are still negotiating, they pick up stones and throw them over, so that the two sides have to fight. This kind of person is particularly annoying to be a thief, and a mercenary is also particularly annoying. It is also inconvenient for the mercenaries to say that there are rules with the bandits, as if they have joined forces with the bandits to rob them. The mercenaries could only keep emphasizing: "Leave everything to them!" But there are always self-proclaimed "masters" and self-proclaimed "witty" people who make mercenaries hate their teeth.

Of course, all of the above are in the case of guards, and there have been caravans who have figured out the rules on the road, and in order to save money, they have found someone to wear mercenary clothes and pretend to be with a broken knife. There are really bandits who have been fooled in the past, but most of them regret that the bandits are also people who have been beaten all year round, and whether this person can fight or not, you can still see how much it can be seen. Spotted by the bandits, a looting is inevitable, and it is said that even the underwear will not be left behind. If there are young women in the caravan, then the people will not be left behind.

Of course, these are only the domestic situation of Lou Baole, and the Lou Baole bandits are always known to be the weakest of the bandits in the whole continent. At least there is no ban on weapons abroad, and the bandits will not be so unscrupulous in chopping wood and axes. And in some chaotic areas, the bandits are actually a prince, and it is by no means simple.

The bandits near the Carudia Hills belong to the new breed, they may have migrated from elsewhere, or they may have suddenly gathered by some bandit leader, and no one knows. However, the new bandits are usually eager to establish their authority, and they are likely to ignore the rules, which is why most mercenary groups in the recent generation are reluctant to take on tasks.

It stands to reason that the more anxious caravans will either change routes, spend a lot of money to go through the portal, or take the risk of hiring a dozen fools by themselves, pretending to be mercenaries to fool the bandits. Or you can only wait, wait for three months for the military to take over.

Once the military takes over, it will never compromise with the bandits, and they will fight when they encounter it, and they will not talk nonsense. The bandits will never dare to make a move when they encounter the army, and the gap is too big. The bandit is about half a grade lower than the mercenary, and he can negotiate to get some money by relying on his arrogance and numbers. And the mercenaries are not farts in front of the regular army, and the regiment commander directly pulls off his pants and pinches his buttocks. So the bandits are just amused in front of the regular army.

Every time the regular army comes out, the bandits can also get some information and avoid it. But there are also some caravans, with the help of regular troops, passing directly without escorts, thinking that the bandits must be scared away and dare not come, which is very wrong. The bandits are waiting for these people who have a fluke mentality, they hide in the neighborhood and peep, and whoever does not bring a regular army will rob whomever they want. There are caravans like this every time, and the bandits often succeed, but there are still people who do it.

At the same time, the head of the Thunder Knights will also carry out one mission at a time, and once he does the mission, it will basically be one or two people. From a distance, it's hard to spot. But the bandits are also a fluke, and the head of Oude is alone, how can he let me meet it?

But this kind of probabilistic event, which is said to be accidental, is actually an inevitability, and the general's escort car will inevitably hit a team of bandits. Fortunately, the bandit boss reacted quickly enough and hurriedly surrendered unconditionally, because at least the regular army of Lou Baole did not kill prisoners.

"Boss?" Some of the younger brothers were still at a loss, and some of them had already squatted with the boss with their quick reactions.

"Less nonsense, squat, we surrender!" the boss hurriedly scolded. The younger brothers did not dare to disobey the order, each threw away the axe, held his head in both hands, and squatted in a row with the boss. It's like collective roadside.

This situation gave the general a slight headache, if the other party made a direct move, it would be easy for the general to counterattack and kill him directly. As a result, this surrender was neat, and in front of a large number of caravans, it was inconvenient to kill. It's too troublesome to take it back, and it's not appropriate to let it go, and it's a little tangled.

"Are you the boss of the bandits?" the general walked down and questioned him first.

"Yes. The boss turned around and knelt at the general's feet.

"Where is your cottage?" asked the general.

"This ......," the boss hesitated.

"Why? I surrendered on my own initiative, and I still didn't say it?" the general sneered.

The boss was stunned, and suddenly looked up at the general's face, the two looked at each other for a moment, and the boss suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! Lao Tzu was almost fooled by you! You got a general's clothes, Lao Tzu is afraid? Hahahaha!"

The general didn't speak, his face was a little surprised, he was probably surprised that there were such stupid people in the world. But his expression was interpreted by the other party as fear. Immediately became even more presumptuous, and the other younger brothers on the side also stood up, and the boss rolled on the spot and picked up his knife.

"Silly old man!" the boss sneered with a knife, "You are still a real general, can I still live until now?" hahaha......

Bang! The purple light flashed, the boss's head fell to the ground, blood splattered, the knife was cut in two, no one could see how the general made a move, everyone thought he was just standing in place. But the purple fighting spirit, the sword master is undoubted.

The corpse with its head lost stood still for a moment, and then slowly fell, splashing up a puff of dust.

Quite a few of the caravanserai felt sick to their stomachs and began to retch. The younger brothers, who were about to stand up, stood in place like sculptures. Finally, there was a little brother who reacted very quickly, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands again, and the other little brothers woke up like a dream, and slowly squatted in a row.

Only this time, they were already trembling, holding their heads with their hands, and many of them had tears in their eyes.

"Let's move on, caravan. The general beckoned to the caravan, then jumped back into the car, and said to the guards beside him, "Go, tie up all the people below, and escort them to the city." ”

"Yes!" the guard ordered, and immediately got out of the car.

"Remember, tie it tight. The general quietly made a wrist slashing motion, which seemed to outsiders to mean just a sore hand.

"Yes. The guards only replied again, the general's guards are not ordinary characters, and they also have space rings on their bodies. Easily take out a large number of ropes and start tying them one by one.

The caravan continued to move forward, many merchants had never seen real killings, and their moods were a little complicated at this time, and the entire caravan was quiet for a while. Kevin was at the end of the line, and he didn't know much about what was happening in front of him, but when his car passed by, he saw that the general's guards were still tying up the bandits.

"Kevin. The guard spoke, "Come down and help, there are too many people." ”

Kevin looked forward, thinking that it would be nothing if there was a general escorting the car, even if he was missing, so he immediately got out of the car, took the rope and began to tie it up. Approaching these bandits up close, Kevin clearly felt that these people were really malnourished, and most of them preferred to be shirtless, that is, unequipped. Kevin is not boasting, even if he really fights, with Kevin's current strength, there is no problem in playing three or five at a time.

The caravan is far away, Kevin is not very skilled in tying people, the speed is very slow, the bandits come down sixty or seventy people this time, which is a major activity in itself, and it is really a little powerless to be tied up by only two people.

Suddenly, one of the younger brothers shouted, "Run!"

At this time, more than 60 people had been tied, and there were still about 10 of them to go, and seeing the general go away, these bandits were finally no longer afraid, so many people, can't they run away if they can't beat them? But unfortunately, the way of tying up fewer people to more people has always been to connect people together, and more than 60 people ran away, and immediately pulled each other and fell into a ball. Only a dozen or so unbundled ones were left.

Rub it twice, Kevin and the guard both drew their swords, the guard was unceremoniously, caught up with one and slashed directly with a sword, the yellow fighting spirit slashed, and the person was directly cut in half. The ferocity couldn't help but make Kevin lose his mind slightly.

"The bandits are trying to escape, so don't kill them!" the guard directly ordered Kevin, and as he spoke, the guard caught up with the two of them and swiped two swords to kill.

Although Kevin lost his mind, he was also subconsciously chasing at his feet, and he had already caught up with one in a moment. At the critical moment, he couldn't hesitate, gritted his teeth and went down, blood splashed, and screams. Kevin hurriedly turned his head and began to chase the next one.

The strength of the two of them surpassed that of the bandits by a lot, and a dozen or so people caught up with five in an instant, and killed five instantly. But there are still a few people who have fled far away, and some people are already in the uphill slope, and it may not be easy to pursue them when they cross the hills. The guards immediately drew their bows and shot arrows, one arrow at a time, and rolled down from the side. But the others ignored it and continued to climb wildly.

Immediately, Kevin finally jumped on the catapult, skillfully calibrated the bearing, loaded three stone bullets at once, and fired a wrench. The catapult is always ready to be reloaded due to the fear of triggering the battle in real time, and when it is very close, the catapult can also be loaded with several more stone bullets. Sacrifice distance to increase the chance of hitting.

But no matter how close the distance is, the hit is all a matter of luck, but Kevin is not attacking them this time. It's ahead of them.

The three stone bullets landed on the slope and rolled down naturally, suddenly turning into a small rolling stone, and at the same time driving a pile of other gravel on the slope to roll down. In the face of the small gravel rolling down, the difficulty of the three climbs increased sharply, the speed suddenly slowed down, and the guards drew their bows and shot continuously, leaving no one behind in an instant, shooting all the escapees.

Turning around, a group of bandits who had been tied up earlier were still sitting on the ground, unable to stand up because of the strings being connected. Seeing the guards approaching with their swords, the bandits panicked: "We're not running! We're really not running!" "I'm surrendering!" "I'm willing to go back to hard labor! I can be a slave!" ......

The guards ignored it, the blades fell, the heads fell to the ground, the blood was all over the ground, and the bandits began to panic, began to scream, and began to go crazy, but no one escaped the fate of death.

Kevin was stunned from the sidelines.

In the end, everything quieted down, the guard calmly put away his sword, turned around and was already blood-red, and glanced at Kevin: "What? You also killed someone just now, what is surprising." ”

Kevin sighed and glanced at the corpses all over the ground: "This is ...... What does the general mean?"

"Hmph!" the guard snorted coldly, "If the bandits don't kill, why do you keep them? ”

Kevin was silent.

"Don't give me such a low level of tolerance, like a," the guard touched his face, "Go back and tell the general that the bandits have suddenly rebelled, and we have no choice but to fight back and kill everyone." Got it?"

Kevin had no choice but to nod.

"Well, is anyone alive?" the guard suddenly noticed a person in the distance who had been shot by him, and moved slightly.

"Die!" the guard picked up a stone and struck the donkey's buttocks, and the three-headed donkey suddenly thought it was going to move forward, and the cart catapult rolled forward. The bandit, who had been pretending to be dead for a long time, finally failed to escape, and was crushed by the wheel of the catapult, spurting blood from his mouth, and Kevin could hear the sound of broken bones.

"Ha......" The guard smiled, seeing that Kevin's face was gloomy, he changed his serious expression, "Okay, call it a day." You don't mind if I ride in your car, do you?"

"Don't mind. Kevin had no choice but to get on the catapult and began to chase the caravan escorted by the general.

After a while, the second thief waited in the village for a long time without a response, and brought someone out to check. Seeing the corpses all over the place, it was shocking, and the impact of this moment almost made him collapse.

"Second brother, look there are still alive over there!" A little brother suddenly found that although this person's waist was almost flat, and he couldn't be saved when he saw it, he might at least know something.

The second child ran over like crazy and fell to his knees: "You...... Tell me! Who?

The little brother who was dying on the ground trembled and opened his five fingers: "Five...... Right...... Negative...... Heavy...... Wheel ......"

Bang, the little brother's hand fell, and his last bit of strength was exhausted. The second brother and the younger brothers repeated his last words, and they couldn't help but look at each other in shock.