Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 66 Buying and selling without money is cool

  Robin rode on horseback and ran at the forefront of the entire team.

  The half-elf followed closely behind Robin, but the iron guards collectively fell to the rear, even a little out of touch with the large army in front.

  The equestrian skills of Iron Guards and Half-Elves are very average, especially Iron Guards. Their clumsy ethnic character makes it difficult for them to control the horses under them. The average height of two meters is also not something ordinary horses can carry.

  The nasty horse under Simon's crotch was panting under his pressure, and the horse's back seemed to be bent.

   Neither the iron guard nor the half-elf had any experience in fighting immediately, and there was no formation at all when they charged. As they rushed forward, the entire team was stretched like a noodle.

   Fortunately, the charge distance from the highlands to the caravan was not too long, otherwise the iron guards would probably fall behind.

  Although the half-elves don't often ride horses, with the blessing of the blood skill [Bow and Crossbow Specialization], they can shoot bows and arrows on horseback without a teacher. Although the accuracy is definitely not as good as standing on flat ground, it is also much better than the group of horse bandits under Saber.

  Robin led the team like a sharp knife, stabbed fifty steps ahead of the caravan, blocking their way.

"stop!"

  He shouted, raised his right hand, and signaled the whole team to stop. At the same time, he pulled the reins with his left hand, and the horse's head was pulled high immediately, and the four horseshoes braked to a sudden stop.

  The half elves and iron guards behind them also stopped immediately.

  Buck's caravan did not expect that this group of "horse bandits" would attack them, and everyone was in a mess for a while.

The man who was driving the carriage, neglecting to drive, threw down his whip and jumped out of the carriage, and threw himself on the grass; the frightened horses pulled the carriage wildly, and the two carriages collided, the carriage was overturned, and the goods on the carriage were scattered. flow all over the place;

  Only the guards of the caravan were calm. They took out their weapons one after another, holding up their waist knives and round shields, and rushed to the head of the caravan, and stood in front of the "horse bandit".

   But their number is limited, only a dozen or so people. Facing the ferocious horse bandits, these guards actually had no idea, and everyone had a look of horror on their faces.

  The leader of the caravan hid behind the guards, bowed his back in fear, and hurriedly shouted: "Excuse me, are the Earl Saber's subordinates on the opposite side?"

  Robin was riding a horse, standing at the front of the bandit group, with an excited smile on his face under the mask.

  He replied loudly: "That's right, we all hang out with the Earl of the Saber. If you are sensible, just leave the goods and valuables, and I can save you from dying!"

  The leader of the caravan peeked out his head, looked at Robin who was leading the way, and shouted, "Brothers of Saber, don't get me wrong, we are the caravan of Buck's Firm."

  Robin replied: "There is no misunderstanding, we are robbing your Barker firm, hurry up and stop talking nonsense, or I will kill someone."

   "Warrior, where is the Earl of the Saber? Can I speak to the Earl of the Saber?" The caravan leader wanted to make a final struggle, thinking that seeing the Saber would be all right.

  Robin chuckled, and replied arrogantly: "What are you? My Master Saber, you can see it just by saying it?"

  Simon and Luke stood behind Robin on horseback. Simon whispered to Luke, "The boss is addicted to playing."

  Luke snickered: "You don't understand, this is called acting."

  The leader of the caravan was really anxious at this time. There were some things that he couldn't say in the open, but now he couldn't care less, and shouted again:

   "My lord, we Viscount Buck and your Lord Saber are old acquaintances. Lord Saber has never robbed our caravan. I think there must be some misunderstanding."

   "Our Lord Saber can rob whoever we want, and today we want to rob you!"

  Robin didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and turned around to wink at the half-elf Luke.

  Luke understood immediately, he had been preparing, and the arrow was on the bowstring. After receiving the Lord Lord's instruction, he raised his hand without hesitation and shot an arrow.

  The arrow flew across the air with a "swoosh", hitting a guard next to the leader of the caravan.

  The guard didn't even groan, with an arrow stuck in his chest, his eyes wide open, he fell straight down.

  Because Luke's arrow was so fast, when the guards fell to the ground, the caravan leader and others reacted, and everyone immediately showed panic expressions.

   Now it is him, the next one may be me!

  The leader of the caravan even felt his heart skip a beat. The guard who was hit by the arrow was next to him. As long as the feathered arrow was slightly to the side, he would be the one who died.

   "I'll just count to three. If I don't surrender, I'll kill you all!" Robin threatened viciously, then raised his hand and started counting.

"one!"

  The leader of the caravan was scared out of his wits. Before Robin could count to two, he immediately raised his hands and surrendered.

   "No, no, no, we surrender!"

After all, the goods in the caravan belonged to Viscount Buck, but his life belonged to him, and the leader was only a part-time worker. His wife and children were waiting for him, so he didn't want to throw his life on this wasteland. .

  Robin showed a satisfied smile: "Very well, throw all the weapons on the ground, everyone come out and line up on the side of the road, I promise not to kill you."

  The caravan guards looked at each other and threw their knives and shields to the ground. Since the leaders had surrendered, there was no need for them to resist anymore. No one wanted to die here for no reason.

  The leader of the caravan led all the members, and more than 30 people stood neatly in a row on the side of the road. Everyone looked dejected, with their heads down, silent in fear.

  The iron guards held knives in their hands, and stared at them fiercely from the side like a pack of wolves. A little further off, the half-elves aimed their bows at them too.

  Robin ordered that if anyone is found to be playing tricks, solve it on the spot.

  The lord got off his horse, walked into the caravan, and checked the goods on the carriage one by one. There are ironware, food, and wood, all of which are common goods in the wasteland, and Robin can also use these goods.

   There is also a cart of porcelain, all kinds of beautiful ceramic plates are carefully placed in straw boxes, each porcelain is also painted with beautiful patterns, all kinds of mountains and rivers, birds without flowers.

  I don’t know which lord who is happy to enjoy ordered these goods. In the barbaric and ignorant wasteland, he even thought about decorating the table. It seems that he is a rich lord.

  Robin picked up a ceramic plate and looked at it. Although he was not interested in these beautiful plates, he thought: Elsa would definitely like these things.

   On the last carriage, Robin was pleasantly surprised to find more than a dozen bundles of feathered arrows.

  The craftsmanship of these arrows is good. The arrows are made of high-quality iron, and the shafts are also very straight. Many of them are armor-piercing arrows, and the arrows are thin and long.

   Arrows are consumables on the battlefield, although Robin will definitely clean up the battlefield after each battle, and the usable arrows will be recovered again. However, the arrows shot will definitely wear out, and some damaged arrows can no longer be used.

  The arrows that the half-elf is using now are all from the original stock, and there are not many left. These arrows are just the solution to the urgent need.

Robin patted the carriage happily. Now he can understand the joy of the horse bandit a little bit. This no-cost business is really cool. The 30 carts of goods are worth at least two to three hundred gold coins, especially this one. The arrow is simply a jackpot.

  (end of this chapter)