A tight shield formation composed of more than 20 people blocked the impact of most of the bandits. After the shield formation stabilized its position, it continued to thrust out short spears and long swords and smashed heavy hammers and battle axes. The bandits in front of the shield appeared.

There were a lot of casualties, and in less than a bag of water, five bandits fell in front of the shield formation.

Seeing that the shield formation was unable to break through from the front, a bandit leader and three minions tried to bypass the shield formation and attack from the side.

Art, who was pulling out the knight sword in his hand from the belly of a bandit, saw several bandits trying to bypass the shield formation, and shouted loudly to Ron, who was on the left side of the shield formation: "Ron, there are enemies on the flanks."

Ron raised his shield and knocked down an enemy in front of him, then pulled Jason out of the shield formation, who was swinging his dagger to slash in front of him, and ran towards the bandits on the left.

When Ron arrived at the rear, several bandits had already chopped down two coachmen who had not had time to hide under the carriage, and had already raised their ax to chop down a screaming soldier on the ground who was shot with an arrow. In the critical situation, Ron did not

Without any hesitation, he picked up a short spear on the ground and used it as a javelin to throw it at the bandit holding the axe. The hand ax that fell on the wounded soldier's chest was bounced off by the short spear along with its owner. The moment the bandit holding the ax fell, Jason was already on his side.

Pulling the dagger, he rushed forward and slashed a gap in the long knife in the hand of another minion. After Jason joined, Ron and Jason formed a shield formation with their backs to resist the bandits who were besieging them from three sides.

Benson, who barely escaped, stopped rolling. After the initial panic and severe pain, he also recovered his blood. He knew that if Ron and Jason could not stop these bandits who were bypassing them,

You can't escape the next axe.

Benson was hit by an arrow in his left shoulder and his entire left arm was numb. He took a deep breath, supported his body with his right hand and stood up slowly. He pulled out a wooden handle short knife from his waist and shouted at the three besieging Ron and Jay.

Sen's bandit stabbed, and the bandit who was slashing Ron's wooden shield did not notice Benson rushing behind him. Benson took a few steps with pain, and suddenly hit the bandit's back. The bandit was knocked away by the impact.

Staggering, the short knife with a wooden handle was buried in his back. The bandit turned his head back, a mouthful of blood welled up from his chest and lungs, and he fell limply to the ground, twitching non-stop.

After losing an opponent, Ron and Jason's pressure suddenly decreased. After receiving a slight stab in the arm, Ron stabbed the broadsword in his hand into the abdomen of the bandit leader.

The two of them took turns hacking and slashing, but finally couldn't hold on any longer, so they blocked and retreated, trying to return to the group.

In front of the shield formation, the bandits had spontaneously given up the attack and tried to go around to the flanks to avoid the sharp blades that were constantly thrust out of the shield formation. However, the shield formation continued to adjust its direction under the command of Art and Odo, always turning the front

Target most bandits.

The scattered bandits on both sides of the shield formation were already being stared at by Baron Balian and two attendants who had just returned. Baron Balian and the two attendants were warriors who had experienced fierce battles. They had no choice but to face seven or eight bandits.

Without the slightest fear, their swords and spears had no tricks in their hands. Their movements were simple and straightforward but deadly. In less than a moment, three bandits had fallen under Baron Balian's sword.

As time went by, the situation in the open space began to reverse. Although several soldiers in the patrol team fell, the bandits had already killed more than a dozen people in front of the shield formation. However, the shield formation was not breached at all.

Meaning, the gap just exposed by the soldier's fall will be immediately filled by the people next to him.

After killing the last bandit who bypassed the shield formation, Ron was not in a hurry to return to the shield formation. He quickly ran to the hitching post with Jason, took off the reins of the two horses, and jumped on the horse's back.

, turned the horse's head and made a semicircle towards the bandit's back. After the horse's speed increased, he threw a short spear at the bandit, then pulled out the broad sword from his waist and struck it diagonally towards the bandit's back.

past.

The few men behind the bandits saw the cavalry rushing over from the side and rear, and shouted in surprise: "Cavalry!! The cavalry is coming!!" After that, they ignored the fighting accomplices in front and started to go back and forth on their own.

Escape in the right direction.

Several bandits who heard the alarm from their companions turned around and caught a glimpse of the two cavalrymen charging towards them. They all retreated backwards. This retreat triggered a chain reaction of several people around them.

When Ron and Jason came galloping over, seven or eight bandits had already escaped more than ten steps. Ron and Jason drove their horses into the bandits, only to hear a muffled sound of broken bones and cracks.

A bandit was knocked down by a war horse...

"Disperse the pursuit!"

"roar!"

With a loud roar, the shield formation was divided into five or six three-person battle formations, and they attacked the bandits who were gradually retreating...

"Art, stop chasing. Get on your horse and intercept them. Don't let them run into the dense forest." Seeing that the battle had been decided, Baron Balian stopped Art, who was about to lead his troops in pursuit. He ran back to the hitching post, took off the reins and turned over.

He mounted his horse and led his two attendants towards the edge of the dense forest.

Art also got on his horse and chased after him.

.........

On the other side, the sharp-faced monkey-cheeked leader was so angry that his intestines were turning green at the moment. He had guessed in advance that these men in black would be difficult to deal with, so he thought over and over again and came up with the tactic of paralyzing the enemy and then attacking them suddenly.

In the past three days, dozens of bandits have been hiding in the woods more than five miles away from the convoy and following them from a distance. They have been eating hard bread and cold water for several days in order to prevent the convoy's guards from discovering their whereabouts and hope to give them some relief.

The convoy created the illusion that no one dared to make any plans. In fact, they basically did it. In the past, the men in black would patrol the surrounding two miles before camping, and then send soldiers to patrol and guard without interruption, but today they

They only made a hasty inspection of the surrounding area of ​​the camp without conducting a careful investigation, and the person responsible for standing sentry has not yet entered the sentry post.

The sharp-faced monkey-cheeked leader decisively seized the opportunity and urged a surprise attack before dark. However, he did not expect that the black-robed soldiers in the camp would react so quickly. Before they could break out of the dense forest, the men in black had already begun to gather. Waiting for them

When I seized the last opportunity to rush out of the dense forest, more than a dozen black-robed soldiers had already assembled in the open space, and more black-robed soldiers continued to join the shield formation...

But now the sharp-faced monkey-cheeked leader had no time to think about why his side with the superior numbers could be defeated so easily. His thighs, which had been stabbed with a bloody hole on the inside by a short spear, began to go numb. In order to approach the convoy quietly, their horses were hidden in the dense forest.

Deep in the depths, the five or six minions who had fled earlier had already penetrated into the dense forest. Once those guys took away the life-saving horses, he would really be unable to escape after being injured.

There were only ten steps left before he could get into the dense forest. He cursed the two men who were helping him escape and quickened their pace, staggering towards the dense forest.

Seeing that they were about to enter the dense forest, a few cavalry suddenly rushed out from the right side. Before the leader with the sharp face and monkey cheeks could turn around to take a look, he was knocked to the ground by a war horse, and his eyes were filled with darkness...

.........

It was already dark, and the open space in front of the dense forest was lit by a bonfire.

Half a mile around the camp, Odo personally led two complete combat groups to patrol with weapons continuously to guard against possible enemies. After all, during the evening battle, more than a dozen minions escaped into the dense forest, and their big leader

They are currently being held in a camp, and they may take the risk of robbing the camp at any time.

The patrol soldiers who had fought bloody battles for the rest of their lives around several bonfires in the camp were chewing the roasted bacon while loudly bragging about their bravery and achievements in the evening battle.

In a large military tent, the "cook" Spencer was "treating" a wounded soldier whose belly was cut open with the help of three soldiers. He stuffed the injured soldier's intestines into his stomach desperately, and the intestines kept pouring out.

Blood soaked Spencer's hands, and the severe pain caused the wounded soldier to keep struggling and roaring.

Spencer yelled at several soldiers who were helping: "Trash, let you three hold him down, are you all wimps?"

Glancing at a wounded soldier sitting next to him with an arrow in his shoulder, Spencer turned around and yelled: "Who is that? He's blind. Come here and help him. He's just been hit by an arrow. Why are you pretending to be dead? Come here quickly."

"

After scolding the wounded soldier, Spencer continued to stuff intestines into his belly, and kept nagging: "It's so fucking unlucky, I'm as tired as an animal every day, and I have to act as a "barber". I would have been worse off if I had known better."

As a soldier..."

The screams of pigs in the small tent nearby drowned out the roars of the wounded soldiers in the treatment tent. Baron Balian clasped his hands and watched with interest as Art used the hilt of his sword to smash the fingers of the ugly guy with a sharp face and monkey cheeks.

Crack one by one, and every time one is broken there is a loud roar.

"Let me ask you one last time, do you have any other accomplices? Where is the gangster's lair?"

The sharp-faced monkey-cheeked face was twisted and grinning, and there were blood stains on his teeth. Three of his fingers had been smashed, and he was about to faint from the pain.

"Let me go, I'll give you all my belongings." The sharp-faced monkey-cheeked words were forced out from between the bloody teeth.

Art took the pinch of salt handed over by Ron and slowly sprinkled it on the injured leg of the sharp-faced monkey. The sharp-faced monkey looked at the white powder sprinkled on the bloody hole on the inner thigh in horror, "Bastard, you

What did you spread?"

Art stared at the broken salt particles slowly melting at the mouth of the blood hole and said, "Don't worry, you will know in a moment." He pressed the salt particles into the wound with his fingers.

"Ah!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

.........

"Ron, you and Jason rush back to Sap tomorrow morning, tell Lord Galvin about the war here, and ask him to bring troops here to take over the prisoners."

"By the way, tell him that the bandits in the southern hills are basically here, and the remaining few minions will not have a big impact on his caravan. So don't forget to pay me a certain amount in advance.

The remaining salary will be discussed after we return safely."

"Master, we have wiped out the bandits in the southern hills so quickly. I am afraid that Lord Galvin will not give out his salary so easily." Ron has seen the cunning of businessmen, not to mention that this businessman is still wearing the cloak of a noble.

.

Art wiped the greasy blood on his hand on the curtain of the military tent and said, "I guess Lord Galvin is a reputable nobleman, and he won't care about this little money. Besides, he has so many livestock and carriages, etc."

Send us back."

Art raised Ron's bleeding arm and looked at it for a while, then said: "Go find someone to bandage it, and then go down to rest and have something to eat. By the way, go find Bass and Tuba. Kazak

Forget it, he's injured, let him rest for a while."

"Okay sir."

Seeing Ron walking towards the bonfire, Art turned around and entered his military tent. Two of Baron Balian's attendants were dragging the sharp-faced monkey-cheeked body out of the tent. Art entered the tent and said to Baron Balian:
Chapter completed!