In mid-June, the weather began to get hotter and hotter, but there was a rare heavy rain in Tyniec County.
Where the North-South Commercial Road passed through the birch forest, a rider in a black cloak sat on a black horse. Behind him, a two-wheeled donkey cart covered with felt cloth was loaded with grain and a small amount of bacon. Three men in shabby cloaks followed the donkey cart and a group of four people walked quickly towards the birch forest.
In the birch forest, the bandit leader Redoan, who had been waiting for a long time, was weighing his feet and raising his head in anticipation.
"Big boss, they are here, four people in a car." A bandit returned to the birch forest in the rain.
Redoan wiped the rain off his face and told his two henchmen: "Remember, these brothers were all recovered by themselves after they escaped last time, and they also robbed these food supplies. Remember, don't let it slip, otherwise you and I will lose our heads."
The two henchmen nodded repeatedly.
"Let's go meet some brothers."
Said, he led the way out of the birch forest in the rain and ran towards the few people who were speeding over...
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Ledoan ran forward and grabbed the rider's reins. He wiped the raindrops on his face and said with a smile: "Lord Angus, please send the food and supplies in person. I am really grateful."
The rider lifted up his cloak and said to the bandit leader in front of the horse: "Ledoan, from today on you call me Doyle, and I call you the big leader." Angus also didn't want his name to appear among the bandits, as this would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble to Art.
The bandit leader thought for a while and understood what Angus meant, and quickly changed his words: "Yes, Lord Doyle. It rains heavily here, let's take shelter in the woods."
Angus asked the few people who followed him to hide the donkey cart, and then drove his horse and followed the bandit leader into a hidden place in the birch forest.
"This is the first batch of materials allocated to you by your lord, six hundred pounds of barley, fifty pounds of bacon, and ten swords and axes under the grain bags, together with this donkey cart."
"Thank you for your generosity and kindness, please express my gratitude to your lord for me."
"My lord has said that since you have become his subordinate, he will not let you and your brothers work for him on an empty stomach. As long as you are willing to work seriously, you will not be short of food and materials. If you can make contributions to the lord, you can also receive money rewards."
Ledoan waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I will try my best to find something for you."
"That's good, and let me tell you that your son has been placed in the master's territory. After his anger is gone, the master will arrange for him to enter the priest's parish school to study. You don't have to worry about him..."
"Thank you, sir, for taking care of my son~"
Angus looked around and asked in a low voice to Redoan: "How are you doing with the task that your Excellency asked you to do?" Our force currently ranks third in the county. The first is a group of more than 60 people in the mountains west of Tyniec County; the second is a group of more than 40 people in the valley near Thorne. The rest are small groups of more than ten or twenty people and scattered bandits throughout the county. "
"Have you figured out all their bandit lairs?"
"Several powerful groups have figured out where the bandit's lairs are, and we have even recorded the routes in and out. As for the remaining sporadic bandits and bandits, they are always wandering around, and it is not easy to find out their lairs."
"Well, is there any news about the affairs at Lane Manor?"
Ledoan leaned close to Angus's ear and whispered: "I have asked the bandits in the nearby mountains. Lane Manor is indeed not clean. Baron Bazel connives at the manor. The steward organized a group of strong refugee gangsters to rob farms and settlements in the surrounding areas. They also often lurked in the mountains, forests and valleys to intercept passing business travelers. "
"How many of these bastards in human skin are there?" Angus asked.
The bandit leader thought for a while and replied: "There are not many people, less than twenty, but there are several bandits who escaped from the army, and the weapons in their hands are also quite sophisticated, and there are even a few cavalry."
Angus was silent for a moment after hearing this. He raised his head and whispered to the bandit leader: "Recently, my lord will personally bring a large number of valuable southern goods from the south. Send someone quietly to Lane Manor to tell those bastards that you want to join forces with them to intercept this huge caravan. When the time comes..."
... Temporarily guarding the camp, so I can lead two squadrons of soldiers to prepare a potential ambush location about half a mile away. As long as you sound the horn here, we will rush out immediately. At that time, Redoan will also cooperate with us to lurk. After we fight with the bastards in Lane Manor, Redoan will take the opportunity to attack Lane Manor, and then we will pass by Lane Manor by chance, and drive away the group of bandits attacking Lane Manor..."
Matt quietly listened to the plan discussed by Angus and the bandit leader Redoan, then raised his head and asked: "Only Redoan knows this plan, right?"
"Yes, I repeatedly told him to keep it a secret until the last moment. Even if Redoan and the others can't help by then, our own caravan guards plus thirty soldiers will be enough to deal with the miscellaneous people in Lane Manor. "That's it! Let's do it. The caravan will continue heading north early tomorrow morning. You return to Boulder Town and lead the troops to the preset location in advance. Hidden in the dark and don't be discovered. I will ask the guards to hide the weapons and let those bastards think that we are weak."
“By the way, tell Redoan and ask him to find a way to bring out a group of strong serfs from the serfs imprisoned in Lane Manor. These serfs are the strongest refugees. It would be a pity to be used as livestock by those bastards. I want to rescue them and take them back to the Valley Knights to lead a good life and treat them well. In the future, they will be the best candidates for farming or joining the army.”
When the butler of Lane Manor, who became the bandit leader, led his seventeen or eight "robbers" and another group of bandits to ambush a huge caravan, he would never have thought that the target of this wolf ambush would be themselves from the beginning.
The time goes back two days.
A man who came out of the birch forest in the south quietly entered the Lane Manor and found the fat butler of the manor. He quietly announced his identity and invited the manor butler to plan a big business together. At this time, Baron Bazel has returned to another more luxurious manor castle, so Lane Manor has become the independent kingdom of the Fat Butler, but everything in Lane Manor is finalized by the Fat Butler.
Since the year before last, Baron Barzel personally led troops to plunder a group of refugees who fled to Lane Manor from the south and made a huge fortune, plundering the refugees and passing caravans has become a means for Lane Manor to make a fortune. By recruiting brave ruffians and young refugees, Lane Manor secretly organized a group of powerful men. This group of robbers is usually stationed at Lane Manor as manor guards, and righteously collects commercial taxes and transit taxes from Lane Manor. When encountering pedestrians with huge wealth or caravans that cannot be levied by force, these manor guards will disguise themselves as bandits to pursue and intercept them...
The profits gained from robbery and plunder were too great, so when the fat steward of the manor heard the information provided by the "Mountain Man", he was immediately itchy. However, he still had an extra thought and sent two riders to the southern trade road to check, and confirmed the information provided by the "Mountain Man".
How could the greedy wolf let the fat sheep that flew into his mouth slip away like this? The manor housekeeper immediately sent someone to contact the "mountain people", and the two parties worked out such an old-fashioned ambush plan after discussion.
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His sight returned to the birch forest, and the bandit leader Redoan looked back at the dense forest behind him from time to time.
Him A small minion beside Redoan saw that the leader kept looking behind him and asked: "Big leader, how about I take a few guys to check behind?"
Redoan turned his head and asked sternly: "What are you looking for? You are smart, stay here and don't go anywhere."
The little minion wanted to show off, but was slapped in the head. He felt very aggrieved and muttered: "There is nothing to check, what else do you want~"
Redoan ignored the little minion and said to himself Talking to himself, he turned around and said to a few gangster leaders: "Let's not charge in a hurry for a while. The group on the opposite side is well-armed and powerful. We will attack after they are almost done charging. Do you hear me?"
On the other side of the business road, a lean-looking guy with a sinister look hunched back behind a bush beside the business road and said to the sweaty masked fat leader: "Butler, the fat sheep is coming! The fat sheep is coming!" Don't reveal your identity when you go out to work. Do you want to die? "
The lean guy quickly changed his words and said: "Big~ Big boss, the fat sheep has come in! It's very fat, and there is no defense. It seems that they are a group of bastards from the south. They thought that the group of black-robed dogs had wiped out all the bandits in the north, and they didn't even bring any guards."
"Without any guards?"
"Yes, sixteen carriages with only four or five armed guards and three riders."
"Did it bear the coat of arms of that family or that noble?"
h "No, not even the caravan flag."
h "No flag? No guards? How is that possible! You Did you see clearly, you bastard? "
"You saw clearly, but there was no flag~"
"It's strange, it doesn't make sense, could it be a scam?" The fat masked leader said to himself, touching his belly.
"You, go and investigate again."
"You two go to the back and take a look."
The fat masked leader gave orders to several of his men around him, then stood up from behind the bush and waved to the opposite side.
After a while, a middle-aged man ran over from the opposite side of the business road. He touched the fat masked leader and shouted softly: "What the hell do you want to do? The fat sheep is coming in soon, why are you nagging?" />
The middle-aged man glanced at the masked fat butler and chuckled: "How dare you to imitate us and become the king of the mountain? My people also reported the situation of the caravan to the south. I should have known earlier that they didn't even bring any guards. Why do I need you to come? If you are worried, quit immediately. My brothers are still trying to enjoy the fat sheep to themselves~" The middle-aged man said and turned to leave.
The fat masked leader grabbed the middle-aged man, took off his mask and smiled shyly, "Brother Redoan, look at you, that's what I said. There are only about twenty dogs around Fat Sheep, and you have more than thirty warriors under your command alone. I also have a dozen elites here, what are you afraid of them!"
" I still say the same thing, if you are afraid, leave quickly. I can swallow this fat sheep without your help. Don't worry about it. Even if I agree, my brothers will not agree." Redoan said coldly to the guy behind him, and then left without looking back.
The fat leader glanced at the departing figure and said fiercely: "Bastards, I will destroy you sooner or later!" Then the fat leader put the mask on his head again.
Seeing the back of the middle-aged man disappearing into the grass across the business road, a sinister-eyed gangster next to the masked fat leader asked: "Big leader, how are you doing? Do you want to fight?" , try to kill a few more dogs, and when the time comes, we will speak with human heads, lest the guys opposite us say that we have not sent enough troops and have deceived our members."
"Don't worry, we are definitely much stronger than those bastards in the mountains."
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At the southern entrance of the birch forest, Art was riding on horseback and glanced back at Lavin, the deputy steward of the caravan. Lavin nodded, and then said a few words to the caravan guards behind him. The caravan immediately divided into two parallel columns and moved forward. About twenty escorts walked into the middle of the two carriages, and touched the carriage compartment where weapons were hidden.
Seeing that the convoy was ready, Art took a few steps back slightly, allowing the horses to be sheltered by the carriages on both sides, and then gave the order to the convoy to walk slowly towards the birch forest.
After a while, the convoy traveled to the deepest part of the birch forest. Art saw a pile of seemingly randomly placed stones on the business road and knew that it was about to enter the planned ambush site.
"Pass the order, everyone is on alert and ready to take action at any time." Art turned sideways and ordered to Ron who was following him.
Ron turned his horse's head and shouted loudly to the convoy behind him: "The master said, everyone should hurry up. There is a camp in front of us. Let everyone eat meat and drink soup when we get there."