Chapter 12: The Wild Wind Horse Bandits

  The air on the grassland at dawn was very cold and refreshing. I took a deep breath, and the slight fatigue immediately disappeared. On the periphery of the convoy, several swift mercenaries were still vigilantly watching around, and their safety at night relied on them. Seeing my arrival, one mercenary even waved his hand to me in a friendly manner.

  Suddenly, a thread of danger flashed through my mind like lightning, and there seemed to be a killing aura around. "Whoosh", the mercenary who was waving his hand just now was shot in the head by an arrow flying at high speed, and the smile on his face hadn't even faded away before he fell sideways to the ground.

  "Enemy..." Several sharp arrows shot down several other mercenaries who were about to shout, what accurate arrows.

  I dodged the cold arrows shot at me, and with the faint light from above, I saw the silent enemy approaching in the distance. It was a group of over two hundred knights, led by a man draped in black robes, his face made even more ferocious by his thick whiskers. From him, I sensed an intense killing aura that only comes from having been through countless battles - undoubtedly, this was a seasoned and formidable warrior.

  He seemed surprised that I dodged the arrow, and with a wave of his hand, the knights behind him charged forward. The ground shook from the galloping of countless horses, but strangely, there was no sound of horseshoes. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that each horse's hooves were wrapped in a layer of cotton cloth, which explained how they could sneak up to the side of the carriage undetected.

  I rolled back into the car, where all my guns were. By this time, Celine was awake and looked at me with uneasy eyes, asking "What's going on?"

  "There are bandits, but don't worry, hide for a bit, I'll be right back." With a strong confident smile, I comforted the uneasy Serena. Seeing my confident smile, her uneasy heart unknowingly calmed down, as if no danger could ever bring me down.

  I threw open the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, at this time those bandits had already entered the camp, and were fiercely fighting with the hastily risen mercenaries, for a moment, the neighing of war horses and the dying cries mixed together.

  A few blindfolded horse bandits charged towards me, shouting and wanting to slash a knife on my body. However, in a flash of light, they were split into two halves along with their horses, and the falling corpses rolled to the ground with large amounts of blood and internal organs. Looking at the big sword in my hand, it was indeed comfortable to chop with heavy weapons. In the battle at the palace, I felt the inadequacy of light and short weapons in chopping and killing, so I specially asked Koluo for a big sword. The heavy weapon in my hand was as light as nothing, cutting out flashes of lightning. Those horse bandits who looked at me like chopping vegetables, mercilessly chopped their companions into pieces, all regarded me as a monster.

  I charged all the way, leaving a trail of blood behind me, no one could keep their body intact under my hands. Gradually, the surrounding horse bandits didn't dare to get close to me again. After I killed many of the horse bandits, the pressure on Koro and the others was suddenly greatly reduced, and they could start counterattacking, the situation was developing in a good direction.

  Since they all avoided me from afar, I didn't bother chasing after them to kill. Plunging the great sword into the ground, I took out my bow and arrow from behind my back, and with a whoosh, shot an arrow through the head of a guy who was about to jump onto Serina's horse carriage. If I let her encounter danger, wouldn't the promise I just made to her be nonsense? So that damned horse thief had to die!

  The bow and arrow in my hand began to harvest lives mercilessly, the arrows shot through the hearts of the horse bandits with incredible speed, no one within three meters of the carriage was able to survive.

  Quickly shooting arrows, watching life after life perish at my hands, I couldn't help but feel that this was no different from hunting, only the prey was different. Hunting and killing these people was far simpler than hunting those ferocious beasts. Humans were truly too fragile, and killing them would not leave me with any feeling. On this bloody battlefield, the weak would not receive even a hint of sympathy.

  The sound of an arrow piercing the air came, I waved my hand with a bow and deflected the incoming strong arrow. Looking at the black-robed man not far away re-arming his bow, I smiled coldly, competing in archery with the Night Clan?!

  Realizing the danger of stopping in place, the black-robed leader drove the horse to run and shot a few arrows at me while galloping. The shooting was quite accurate, but it didn't hurt a single hair on my body.

  Alright, let me show you my archery skills! My hand moved continuously on the bowstring, and five arrows shot out in a row, which was my signature move, Five Arrows in a Row.

  The black-robed leader was shocked, but in the blink of an eye, five arrows had almost simultaneously shot to his front. At this critical moment, his powerful martial arts skills were fully displayed. With a single lift of his hand, his bow heavily chopped onto the first arrow's body. The chopped arrow changed its trajectory and narrowly passed by his side.

  What a strong guy, the speed of that arrow was so fast, if not for his super strong dynamic vision, it would be impossible to see clearly, let alone hit the angle of the arrow's body just right to change its trajectory and make it pass by from the side.

  But his good fortune ended there. Although he had just shot that arrow, the powerful recoil force on the arrow also knocked his bow away, and facing the remaining four swift arrows that followed closely, for a moment his defenses were wide open, and it seemed like he would lose his life under the arrows. However, his fate was not to be extinguished, and just as he thought he was doomed, those four arrows suddenly changed direction slightly, brushing past his face from the side, bringing up a gust of wind that blew his hair back.

  "Why don't you kill me?" He opened his eyes and stared at me in astonishment.

  "Halt your men at once, or I'll slaughter them all. You know I can do it." I spared him just to stop those bandits from continuing their carnage and causing unnecessary casualties.

  "Stop!!" His subordinates immediately stopped their weapons, looking at their leader in surprise. The mercenaries who had been fighting them also took the opportunity to rest, as the previous battle had already left more than a dozen mercenaries bloody and exhausted, with the remaining ones wounded and exhausted.

  Looking at his subordinates who had already lost more than half, the black-robed man reluctantly ordered those horse bandits: "Today's mission failed, retreat!" Then he led them to turn around and leave. Not far away, he rode his horse to my front again: "Merciful people, you spared the life of Kaisa, I will not attack you again, I also want to remind you that the person who hired us to launch a surprise attack is Peter, Baron of Aifen family in Wieden Kingdom. Hope you can reach your destination safely." After finishing speaking, he galloped away with a whistle.

  The smoke of the battlefield gradually dispersed, and the heroic souls of the dead also received prayers. Lievman, who had just been unable to find his shadow, came to my side with a pale face, as if he had crawled out from under the ground: "Thank God, we actually survived from those barbaric robbers."

  Looking at this greedy and timid guy, I felt a sense of disdain in my heart, but he was still related to my plan for getting rich, so I swallowed the unpleasant words and said, "This time, the one who led the attack on us is a man named Kaisa, leading a group of horse thieves."

  "Kai Sa? The leader of the notorious Wind Horse Bandits? They are the most brutal robbers on this grassland, and no one who has been targeted by them has ever left alive. My true god, I'm still alive, this must be the blessing of the true god!"

  "No! It wasn't God's blessing, but our Unique brothers who defeated Caesar that saved us. And you, you coward, many of our people died or were injured for your sake, yet you don't even show a hint of gratitude. The brothers who died did so in vain!" Koro cut off Lifman's words, his tone filled with discontent. To protect this guy in front of him, over ten brothers who had gone through thick and thin together fell before his eyes, how could he possibly feel good?

  It's no wonder that the clever businessman, Liveman, sensed the mercenaries' sorrow and immediately loudly announced a generous compensation in gold coins for the dead and wounded mercenaries to support their families. This alleviated Koro's dissatisfaction, after all, only economic assistance could provide some help to their families now.

  As the crowd gradually calmed down, the dead were buried, and the convoy was ready to set off again.

  Before we set out, I asked Lieverman: "Do you know Baron Peter? The Baron Peter of the Tewitz family. According to Kesa, it was he who hired them to attack you."

  Lifman's face changed in an instant, his round face turned deathly pale, beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and he muttered to himself: "What should I do? It's actually him, why did he want to do this? I...I'm done for! I don't want to die!" As I looked at Lifman who had already fallen into a state of panic, I was extremely curious, what kind of person was Baron Peter that could make him so afraid.

  It wasn't until then that Lifman slowly came back to his senses, facing my curious gaze. With a bitter smile, he began to explain to me that in the Kingdom of Wighton, there were three largest noble families: the Aven family, the Twitz family, and the Verstoff family. These three families controlled the pulse of Wighton's politics and economy, and their members were all part of the highest echelons of nobility. And this Baron Peter was a member of the Twitz family, who often indulged in debauchery and had some fame in the Wighton noble circle. But it was unknown what his motives were for wanting to put Lifman to death.

  The convoy set off slowly in Lievman's anxiety, and I don't know what dangers we will encounter on the road ahead. However, no matter what it is, I am not willing to let this newly met business partner die like this, wanting to block my path to wealth, then don't blame me for being ruthless!

  The rest of the journey was quite calm and peaceful, with no dangerous situations encountered along the way. It probably took some time for news of Kaysa's defeat to reach Baron Peter's ears, so we enjoyed a period of tranquility.

  On the tenth day of our journey, we finally arrived at a campsite where hundreds of Mozu people lived. The numerous tents standing upright showed the prosperity of this tribe. Our arrival also delighted the Mozu people living here, as caravans usually brought them rich goods to exchange.

  Liefmann almost disappeared into the crowd as soon as he arrived, while the merchants saw the market like fish seeing water. Even Kolo and the others relaxed and started flirting with those lovely and open-minded prairie girls. Only I was more cautious about my surroundings, after all, I am now a criminal who kidnapped their noble queen, and I don't want the passionate herders to turn around and hack me with knives.