Andrew mobilized three cavalry squadrons in the cavalry battalion this time.
Following the guidance of the local aboriginal guide, follow the main road to the town of Jilan due south, to the town of Nantu, which is also a border town, to the west-southwest, and to the town of Plantos on the edge of the southeastern canyon, chasing Mayor Marco and his party.
In fact, Andrew does not need a local guide to guide him.
Samira was secretly watching Mayor Marco and had made some marks along the way. As long as Andrew followed the marks along the way, he would be able to catch Mayor Marco who was absconding with his family.
The remaining two groups of cavalry followed in the other two directions, and Andrew asked them to chase after sunset before returning to the town of Dodan.
He was even a little worried that if he were next to a certain mark and needed to make some judgments that obviously went against normal thinking, the local guide would see some clues.
After Andrew led the cavalry squadron out of the town, he pointed in the direction of Kilan Town and said to the second squadron very casually: "You chase along this road."
Then he ordered the 7th Squadron to pass through the southeastern canyon and pursue them along the road leading to Plantos Town.
He looked at the mountains to the southwest, pretending he didn't even see the half-broken arrow shaft stuck in the soil on the side of the road, pointing straight in that direction, and said to the guide beside him:
"Let's go to Nantu Town and have a look."
The guide was riding a horse, squinting at the winding dirt road on the hilly grassland, and said to Andrew:
"Captain Andrew, if we ride on horseback day and night, we will probably arrive at Nantu Town tomorrow morning."
Andrew raised his whip and whipped the horse's buttocks. The horse neighed and shot out like an arrow.
A group of cavalry followed closely behind and rushed out from the grassland at the entrance of the town.
The occupation area of the Bailin plane has a large pasture, and the endless glass grass undulates with the wind, like a blue lake.
He galloped wildly on the grass with his horse and whip, chasing him all afternoon without even seeing a soul.
If he hadn't found a few broken arrow shafts along the way, Andrew would have thought he had chosen the wrong direction.
As dusk approached, Andrew finally discovered a clear line of ruts along the road, and also found some fresh horse manure on the road.
The local guide even scooped up the horse manure and felt how wet it was. He half-crouched on the side of the road and happily said to Andrew: "Captain Andrew, we may have chosen the right direction. They should be right in front."
Andrew pointed at the end of the road with his riding crop and said loudly: "Let's keep chasing!"
When night falls, the last ray of light from the sky will fall into the mountains.
The surrounding light gradually dimmed, and stars appeared in the sky.
Andrew was considering whether to take a rest on the spot, because after running around all afternoon, these war horses only rested once, and now they were out of breath from running. The horse sweat all over their bodies was like steaming heat. The physical strength of these war horses had reached the limit.
He raised his hand to signal the team to stop.
The cavalrymen jumped off their horses one after another.
But it was the guide who used the last ray of light before nightfall to look at the hillside in the distance.
He pointed to the hillside and said to Suldak: "Captain, look over there!"
Andrew followed the direction pointed by the guide and found several vague figures on the hill.
Surdak stopped the cavalry from remounting and ordered: "Everyone rest where you are. You two will touch it and take a look first. If you find the target, leave one person there to keep an eye on it. The remaining one will come back and inform us. This time
I'm going to catch everyone in one go."
The two experienced veterans gave up their horses, hunkered down, hid their bodies in the grass as much as possible, and headed towards the temporary camp.
Not long after, a veteran emerged from the bushes and reported to Andrew: "Captain, we found them. They are Mayor Marco and the others, but they seem to be in trouble. It seems that the main shaft of a magic caravan is broken.
They are already making preparations for camping."
Andrew poured the last mouthful of marching rations into his mouth, picked up the water bag, raised his head and filled his stomach with cold water, then wiped his mouth and asked, "How many are there?"
The veteran smiled and said: "Including Captain Hans, there are about twenty people. There will be no more than ten guards wearing metal armor and equipped with weapons."
Andrew thought for a while, then called all the cavalry together and said, "Let's go up to them and surround them. This time, no one can be let go."
"yes!"
In order to reduce the burden on these war horses, these cavalrymen did not wear heavy armor when chasing Mayor Marco.
Under the cover of darkness, the cavalrymen did not ride their horses when they climbed the slope.
After all the cavalry were in place, Andrew saw Mayor Marco standing in front of a magic caravan, spinning around anxiously. On the side, two coachmen were removing an axle from the bottom of the car. It seemed that the axle was broken.
Several followers sat next to the magic caravan and drank together.
If it weren't for the faint smell of wine wafting out, Andrew wouldn't have believed that they would be drinking on the way to escape.
Looking at their sitting postures, they look nothing like the retinues around Mayor Marco. They sit a little unruly, and they don’t seem to care much about Mayor Marco’s feelings. They are more like a group of unruly members of the adventure group. Andrew heard that Marco
The mayor had a group of slave traders under his command, but most of the slave traders were killed in the woods outside the north city wall by an adventure group secretly supported by trading houses.
Andrew didn't see Samira around, but he knew Samira must be nearby.
He did not delay any further. He only waited until the cavalry formed an encirclement and then jumped out of the grass first.
When Captain Hans saw the pursuers of the cavalry battalion suddenly emerging from the surroundings, his spirit completely collapsed.
He cried to the pale-faced Mayor Marco: "I just said... I just said we can't run away, we can't run away! They are a group of cavalry, with so many horses, we can't escape at all,
You have to try."
"Shut up!" Mayor Marco yelled at Hans, his voice shrill and hysterical.
The slave traders who were drinking also got up from the grass. They did not lift up their weapons at the first time and prepare to resist. Instead, they put their fingers into their mouths and whistled loudly.
The horses scattered on the grass in the distance heard the whistle and ran towards them.
The eight slave traders were very skilled and rode on their horses one after another. They didn't even say hello and just rode out in different directions. Their equestrian skills were very good and they pressed their bodies tightly against the horse's back.
These war horses are also very obedient, knowing that if they run faster, they will probably be told to stay here, and their sudden burst of speed is like a gust of wind at night.
Holding the butcher's battle ax in his hand, Andrew faced the two oncoming horses, with a pair of glaring eyes appearing behind him.
This is his ‘power’.
It is also his berserker soul.
A ball of flame burst out from Andrew's whole body, instantly lighting up the dark night. He bent his knees slightly, and the next moment he jumped high, raised his axe-holding hands above his head, and with a dark red light on his body, he suddenly headed towards
Then he chopped it down with two slave traders.
The flames made a fierce sound in the wind. The two slave traders looked at each other quickly, took out two large copper shields from the sides of the saddles, and at the same time rode on the horse and raised their shields to face Andrew.
If they choose to avoid the battle at this time, and one person goes to the left and the other to the right to escape separately, there may be a chance.
But they chose to work together to hold off Andrew's gorgeous chop.
The butcher's battle ax split the overlapping large copper bucklers without any hindrance, and the two slave traders also fell off their horses.
The cavalry that surrounded them from other directions also took action decisively, trying to stop the other six slave traders.
A slave trader who fell behind was stabbed by a cavalryman and managed to escape from the siege.
Through the night, it quickly disappeared into the darkness.
But before the rapid sound of horse hooves faded away, a sound of 'ah' was heard in the dark night.
Then there was another 'crack' sound, which was the sound of a heavy object falling down.
This group of veterans may not be very good at fighting when they are on horseback, but once they dismount and become infantry, they immediately become very strong.
The knight's sword in his hand either cut off the horse's leg, or simply left the slave trader behind.
"You idiots, how do you think it's worth killing two horses if you keep so few of them?... What's even more outrageous is that you let one of them go!"
In the dark night, Andrew's angry curses could be heard.
Mayor Marco and Captain Hans stood blankly next to the magic caravan, looking desperately at the slave trader who immediately chose to escape, and decisively gave up the last struggle.
Inside the carriage of the magic caravan, the women and children stared with wide eyes at the battle that was about to break out and ended in just a few breaths. Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.
Then, cavalrymen lit torches one after another from all around, and Andrew walked directly in front of Mayor Marco, carrying a big ax dripping with blood.
A group of soldiers tied up the four guards and dragged them in front of Mayor Marco.
There were also four corpses that had slowly become cold, also placed in front of him.
Andrew said to Mayor Marco with a half-smile: "Mayor Marco, I have been ordered to take you back to Dodan Town..."
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In his sleep, Suldak was awakened by a series of footsteps in the small building and heard someone entering the small building.
Surdak turned over and got out of bed alertly, quickly grabbing the blood-red crescent on the table in his hand.
Hearing the footsteps in the living room, which were very light but not deliberately hidden, he breathed a sigh of relief, put on his pajamas and walked out.
Seeing Samira sitting at the dining table with a tired look on her face, an apple in front of her and a pot of water boiling on the stove, she asked her, "Why did you come back so late?"
Samira raised her head, glanced at Suldak with her light red eyes, and said casually:
"If I hadn't done some tricks on the axle, I'm afraid Andrew would have led a group of cavalry and chased him to Nantu Town."
Suldak did not expect that Mayor Marco would actually run so far away with his family. He could only cough and said: "It was already noon when I received the news that Marco had escaped with money."
"Andrew and the others are behind. I'll come back first. If there's nothing else to do, I'll go and rest first."
The half-elf archer grabbed the apple on the table, took off the sizzling kettle, poured himself a cup of hot tea, took off the fire-gathering magic scroll on the stove, rolled it up and put it in his arms
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Holding a cup of hot tea and walking on two long legs tightly wrapped in salamander leather armor, he gracefully climbed up to the second floor and moved into the empty attic.
After being woken up by Samira, Surdak couldn't sleep.
He simply stayed in the study room where there was a map of Duodan Town, lit the magic desk lamp, held the lamp in front of the map, and carefully looked at the trend of the mountains around Duodan Town.
This map is only a very detailed description of the imperial occupation area. It also includes a large area extending northward from the Dodan Canyon outside the northern city wall. However, when it reaches the Invercargill Warcraft Forest north of the border, many places become blank and unknown.
area.
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The sound of horse hooves outside the camp made Suldak wake up from his thoughts. He looked away from the map on the wall and placed the magic lamp in his hand on the table.
Pushing open the study window, I happened to watch Andrew leading a group of cavalry back from outside the military camp.
At this time, although the sky has not yet brightened, it is the last moment before dawn.
Seeing Suldak standing in front of the window, Andrew and his party jumped off their horses and stood next to the horse to salute Suldak.
Mayor Marco and Captain Hans were also in the cavalry, and their hands and feet were not even tied with ropes.
Both of them were a little listless and their faces were sallow, as if they were coated with grease. Mayor Marco stared at Suldak with a gloomy expression and said nothing.
Suldak said to Andrew: "Take all the guests down and let everyone have a good rest. Mayor Marco and I will talk here!"
"Okay, head."
Andrew led a group of cavalry to escort Mayor Marco's family members to the camp dormitory.
There were wooden cells in the military camp to temporarily hold prisoners, but Andrew did not imprison Mayor Marco's family in the wooden cells, but only let them continue to detain them in the magic caravan.
Andrew and the cavalry came back in the middle of the night, which naturally woke up many people.
The aboriginal herdsmen climbed out of bed sleepily and ran out to settle the horses, which were almost exhausted.
The cavalrymen almost didn't wash up and went straight into their dormitories to sleep.
Instead, Suldak invited Mayor Marco into the living room of the small building and poured him a glass of ale.
Mayor Marco stretched out his trembling hands, picked up the glass of ale, took a few sips, and then drank the ale in one gulp.
His face regained some color, his eyes immediately became fierce, and his beard looked a little dirty, like one of those homeless people in the city.
Fortunately, he was still wearing an aristocratic dress cut from magic pattern cloth, but his pants were cut open by something, revealing his hairy thighs underneath, and there was even a scab on it.
He sat on the sofa, leaned back, closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, and then opened his eyes again.
He seemed to have regained his former shrewdness and recovered from the state of absconding and being caught.
He grabbed the jug on the table, poured himself another glass of ale, sat in front of Suldak, stared at Suldak with narrowed eyes, and asked him:
"Did you already guess that I would escape, so you sent someone to keep an eye on me?"