Because of the ecological environment factors, the brown soil hills are constantly blown and sand all year round, and the innumerable high and low hilly terrain makes the wind and sand become as cold as a knife, and in some special areas, there will occasionally break out huge cyclones, which are also called mountain winds. 【Starter】The exiles who are not familiar with the geography plunge headlong into the valley are tantamount to stepping into a natural trap.

The violent winds caused great trouble for the exiles, and the refugee process, which had barely managed to maintain order, was thrown into uncontrollable chaos under the raging winds. Some of the children went missing in the sand, and their mothers ran aimlessly through the queue in order to find their children, disrupting the orderly queue and further adding to the chaos.

The robbers, who had been prepared for a long time, attacked on the tail of the storm, and this time they gathered a dozen gangs of men and horses, and took advantage of the chaos of the exiles' ranks to kill them from the valley path on the side. It was obviously not the first time they had taken advantage of the natural traps here, and the timing of the attack was perfect, and before the Isttalon warriors' protective formation could be closed, they had already rushed to the gap exposed by the ranks.

According to the usual routine of the robbers, they should first constantly harass around the team, and then rush in to kill and establish their authority, as long as the stubborn thorns in the corner are eliminated, the others will naturally lose the will to resist. However, this routine obviously does not apply to the current situation. All the bandits who have experienced this fight along the way have a first-hand experience of the fighting power of the Isttalon warriors, and when they react, they will not be able to reap any benefits at all.

The horse thief who rushed to the front rode into the ranks of refugees, leaned down and reached out, picked up a sweet-looking girl by the waist, pressed it to the saddle, and turned to retreat, disdainful of the full load of goods on the carriage beside him. He knew very well that the Istalon would not give him time to inspect the goods, so it would be more practical to grab a beauty. Looking at the appearance of this girl, even if it is not an original product, it can be bought at a good price in the market.

While his companions were rushing up, the robbers at the head had turned their horses and quietly turned back to the original path, and the joy of success made him feel a little fluttering, and his heart had begun to have unrealistic fantasies. He didn't notice at all that the girl who was being held hostage was neither crying nor struggling, but just looking up at him coldly, like a dead man.

Among the other robbers, there were also clever and clever people who hurried away if they wanted to copy something, but the refugees had already fled quickly after the initial panic, and the caravan guards and mercenaries mixed with the refugees took the opportunity to meet them, although their strength was not excellent, but it was more than enough to protect the refugees in front of the bandits. 【Starter】

Seeing that the woman who couldn't catch two legs, the Isttalon warriors were about to surround him, and the anxious robber immediately turned his attention back to the truck beside him. Originally, in the bandit industry, it was taboo to loot goods in battle. No matter how valuable the goods on the wagon were, snatching them would definitely be a burden on the horses, and the horses would not be able to run, and they would almost be left to the mercy of the mermaids.

But at this time, I can't take care of that much, no matter what I can get, it's not in vain. A robber used an axe to split the sack on top of the wagon, and golden oatmeal poured down from the opening. The robbers cursed secretly, although food was also important to them, it had no robbery value at this time.

Any caravan that ventured through the browned hills carried goods of great value, and in many cases smuggled luxuries, no idiot would bring grain here. But the exiles are made up of refugees, for whom food is the most important resource.

"No heavy cargo! Fly! Fly!" Seeing that the nearby wagons were loaded with similar sacks, the robbers were immediately disappointed, and shouted by their necks. They let out strange screams and sinister laughter, spreading an atmosphere of fear everywhere, and brandished their knives and guns in a brief contact with the mercenaries.

The mercenaries and caravan guards lacked the organizational discipline of the army, and it was difficult to cope with the unscrupulous attacks of the robbers in a hurry, and they suffered a loss at the first contact, and five or six of the guards were cut off their heads as soon as they saw them, and fell under the hooves of the robbers' horses, and the line of defense in which they were located was shattered.

The robbers who saw the blood became more and more arrogant, and they broke through the barriers with their screams and roared out along the same path.

But at this time, the sound of galloping horses' hooves sounded in their ears at the same time, and Isttalon's cavalry had rushed over and clung to their tails.

On the other side of the valley, on the hills thousands of kilometers away from the scene, hundreds of robbers wrapped in ghost wolf turbans lurked silently under the rock wall, and Roger the ghost wolf stood on a high place, clutching the golden scimitar at his waist, looking at the valley in the distance with a solemn expression, and a hint of caution flashed on his face.

"Boss, we're in such an ambush that we can't even eat soup. One of the bandit leaders who followed him complained in a low voice.

"Who told you you had soup to drink?" Roger glared at him fiercely and said coldly, "Blackbeard just wants to save face, don't you have some self-knowledge?"

Although Roger revealed the news of the exile to several bigwigs and made a clear reminder, the final agreement reached was not satisfactory. The big guy who can get ahead in this land, no one will believe second-hand information. In particular, Blackbeard, who was robbed of his job by Roger, completely dismisses the proposal of combining forces, and insists on bringing his own men and horses over to experience the power of the Istalon warriors for himself.

Roger didn't discourage this kind of death too much, because he knew very well that Blackbeard was not stubborn, but just a matter of face. Although several bigwigs in the south have grievances against each other, it is not the first time that they have joined forces in the face of huge interests. It's just that in the past few decades, it has been the most powerful Blackbeard in tandem.

Time has passed, as Blackbeard has grown older, the new generation of ghost wolves have begun to challenge his position, just as now, with the rise and fall of power, Roger has gradually replaced Blackbeard's position back then, if he does not jump out and make his voice heard, I am afraid that he will be completely replaced in this flame conference.

As for Blackbeard's last struggle, Roger is certainly happy to do it. As the saying goes, the old dog also has a few rotten teeth, and biting it on himself definitely outweighs the loss, so it is also a good choice to let him use his spare heat to test the depth of the Istalon people.

Of course, as a giant thief who has roamed the land for many years, Blackbeard's hole cards are still not to be underestimated. When it comes to the level of familiarity with this land, no one knows it better than him. The mountain pass where the exiles' party was attacked was his carefully chosen ambush site. With a small artificial push, the mountain breeze here can instantly become a natural trap.

Although he was sneering at Roger's intelligence, Blackbeard did not dare to underestimate the famous Istalon warriors in his heart, and the robbers who could live to his age were all old and cunning, so naturally they would not put their eggs in one basket.

Relying on years of prestige, Blackbeard gathered dozens of bandits wandering nearby and organized the first large-scale attack. But he didn't pin his hopes on these rabble. In his plan, the real target of this attack was not the refugees, but the cavalry units of the Isttalons.

After scouting the previous few days, Blackbeard keenly caught a flaw in the ranks of the exiles, which was the insufficient number of cavalry. As long as these cavalry are drawn out and destroyed, the team will be like a lame impala, at the mercy of hungry beasts.

"But...... It's not so easy to eat the cavalry of the Istalons. Roger stared at the battle in the valley in the distance, and said as if he were talking to himself.

In the valley where the robbers charged, Blackbeard's bandits had set up another ambush circle, quietly waiting for Isttalen's cavalry to enter.

The robbers gathered by Blackbeard were not of the same heart in the first place, and when they saw that there was no oil and water to fish, they naturally scattered. They didn't care about the lives of their companions, they just galloped along the same road as hard as they could, lest they run half a minute slower than others.

Blackbeard has not lacked experience in dealing with regular armies during his past raiding career. He considered himself to have a good knowledge of the patterns of operations of the regular army. A properly trained army would not be as greedy as an ignorant lord's private soldier, and only such an unorganized rout would dispel their suspicions.

As expected, Isttalen's cavalry seemed to have no suspicion at all and followed the fleeing robbers into the trail. They also have the capital of self-confidence, whether it is the stamina of their mounts or the sophistication of their weapons, they can crush these fleeing bandits, and in this chase alone, more than half of the robbers are chased and eliminated by them.

The fastest robber had returned to where he had started, climbed up the valley along a hidden trail, and ran towards where Blackbeard was hiding.

This guy has a flexible mind, and when he saw that the robbers behind him didn't catch any oil and water, he knew that the girl he caught might not be able to stay. He rolled his eyes, and decided to sacrifice the little girl to Blackbeard before the others could return.

Blackbeard's reputation for greed and lust is well known, and he dedicated this girl to his liking. As long as Blackbeard is happy, he will naturally be rewarded.

With this mentality, when he saw Blackbeard, he lowered his voice and shouted: "Daddy, Daddy Blackbeard, look at the little chick I brought back for you, how fresh and watery it is......

He gets Blackbeard's attention, but he doesn't see the surprised look on Blackbeard's face. Because before he finished his words, he felt a gentle push on his chin, and his eyes suddenly swirled.

The robber's head was abruptly folded back at an angle of one hundred and eighty degrees, and the neck bone at the back of his head made a crisp snapping sound. Immediately after, his body involuntarily rolled off the horse, and the girl who had been pressed by him on the saddle withdrew her hand, rolled over and straddled the horse's back, her murderous eyes locked on the stunned Blackbeard in the distance. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)