Chapter 10 Bandits must be suppressed

Suburbs, mountains.

With lush trees standing tall and slightly rugged hills winding around, this was obviously not an easy road to walk.

Under a slightly deep slope, a dozen men dressed as bandits were nesting here, chatting incessantly.

"Axe, are you sure there will be fat sheep passing by on this road today?"

"Of course." The man nicknamed Ax replied impatiently, "I stayed in the bar for seven days before I heard the news."

"If no one comes over, be careful the boss cuts off your ears!"

The ax almost became anxious when he heard it. He stood up in a vicious manner and wanted to shout, but then pressed it down forcefully: "You stupid pig with a smallpox in your head! If you talk nonsense again, be careful and I will knock your teeth out..."

A voice interrupted: "Shut up! You idiots who all deserve the plague, shut up!"

The commotion quieted down for a while. These rough guys were restless, and someone started talking again.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I could gain such a big harvest this time." Scarface looked at the small handful of spices in his hand and threw it behind his head.

In the tent that occupies the best terrain in the camp, a figure carrying two swords slowly walked out. His face looked as unkempt as the surrounding bandits, but the equipment on his body was extremely well-maintained. At first glance, he looked different from the surrounding bandits.

The environment is even a bit out of place.

"Don't worry, look." Scarface pointed at the closing team that appeared in the jungle, "This is Cintra around here, we must be careful and careful."

"There are many people, let's keep an eye on it. If you go and call people with the axe, call them all over! After we finish this job, we will have enough for the rest of our lives. Praise TN's Sintra!"

"You came back with a cart, have you cleaned it from beginning to end?"

More than ten trucks were pulled by horses and arrived at the camp. The bandits no longer had any scruples here and were completely free.

The intimidation from the leader made the demons dance quietly for a moment.

The robbers excitedly surrounded the truck. Some of them became red-eyed when they saw the merchants carrying jewels and wanted to chase after them. However, the leader of the group, Scarface, slapped his horse down with a backhand and a shield.

"You idiot with a bleeding brain! How can you find the time to take care of those merchants? It's enough to just carry these goods!"

"Boss, we lost four more guys this time, all good guys..."

More than ten cavalry scouts flew away in the dust. At this time, the merchant said to the robed merchant with a sad face:

The bandit leader's breathing became thicker. These were spices that were almost as valuable as gold. These alone could be worth all the previous harvests.

Seeing that the ambush was effective, the bandits immediately rushed down with a roar. The merchants, who had no fighting will, immediately dispersed, carrying small pieces of jewelry, dragging their seriously injured companions onto their horses and escaping in a hurry.

On the other side, a robber slashed open the sack on top of the truck, and suddenly the rich-smelling spices spilled out from inside.

The knight captain took it unceremoniously, put the bag in front of the noses of the hounds on the side, let them sniff them one by one, turned to his deputy and ordered:

Several seriously injured people were brought back on horseback. Their saddles were soaked with blood and they had long since lost their breath. The robed businessman nodded expressionlessly:

"I know. I just hope that these damn bandits can be eliminated in one fell swoop this time..."

Fortunately, they were just a group of bandits and could not obtain a large number of crossbows. Otherwise, this wave of merchants would be reduced by half.

"Of course! Look, boss!" Scarface said as he handed his hand forward as if offering a treasure. The dirty hands, which were mixed with mud, blood and all kinds of unspeakable things, seemed to be marinated in the fragrance.

"You can never be too careful. Sintra is nearby." The bandit leader said gruffly, "Let the brothers pack up and prepare to evacuate. I will take a few people to prepare the boat. After such a big move, it's time to change places.

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The leader tilted his head, and immediately five or six people rushed onto the truck, chopping each sack with machetes. Grain and spices gushed out along the edge of the knife like spring water, and the eyes of the companions who were watching were filled with tears.

Golden light.

"Haha, boss, don't worry. Even if someone comes after us, can they still defeat our thirty-odd brothers? There are no thieves as big as ours in all the northern countries!"

"Scarface, is it too risky for us to choose this place? I'm really worried about attracting the city guards of Sintra. Let me tell you, we usually hunt wild food near the village..."

It was finally safe. Several merchants with poor psychological quality fell from their horses as soon as they were weak. The leading merchant quickly got off his horse and saluted to the robed merchant and the knight captain.

“Then I’ll have a way to double my money back!”

In the distance, there was a sound of rutting on the road, and a group of merchants was seen slowly approaching from a distance. The heavy cargo weighed the wheels deeply into the mud, and the eyes of the robbers who were ambushing beside them gleamed.

When all the merchants ran to the outskirts with their glory, more than ten knights and robed merchants had been waiting here for a long time. The knights were holding several hounds beside them and were panting.

In a few moments, the sun rose three poles high.

"If you work here, we can buy half of the village when we go back." Scarface said harshly.

With that said, the merchant carefully took out a special cloth bag from his arms, which contained the same spices as those on the truck, and handed it to the knight captain respectfully.

Scarface took out a handful of spices from the sack that was opened at the beginning and ran over.

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On the outskirts of Sintra, deep in the dense forest.

"Good harvest?"

Several patched tents were scattered around a pair of still-warm campfires. Bones, fur fragments, bloody pieces of cloth and other debris were scattered around the campfire.

Just when all the merchants were exhausted, a large number of stones were suddenly thrown down from the slopes on both sides of the road, and they were thrown down, mixed with these bows and arrows.

Several of the companions standing nearby laughed with satisfaction. Then they skillfully hitched their horses to the truck and rushed down the road to a remote area like the wind, leaving a few companions on foot to follow behind and cover the whole process.

Follow the rut.

"The plan is successful, you should go back and report to Lord Lannister immediately." Then he shouted at the remaining knights:

"Let's go!"

This wave of ambush only caused the merchants to flip over and bleed, and some unlucky ones were seriously injured and fell into a coma on the spot.

"And we have a boss. Even if the city guards come, they won't be able to catch us."

"Sir, boss, the matter is done."

On the other side, the outskirts of Sintra.

The cavalry captain and his men rested against a tree in boredom.

In order to prevent the sound of horse hooves from being detected by the enemy, the scouts sent out dismounted and turned into infantry. Only then did they return in a hurry. A scout stepped forward and whispered a few words to the cavalry captain.

"Have you finally arrived?" The cavalry captain curled his lips, "It's so slow."

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