At eleven o'clock at noon, Claude, Michael, and the big man Gimi parked the carriage at the entrance of the winding mountain road, which is also the junction of the mountainous area and the black forest. The streams flowed down from the mountain and gathered here.
The small river flows into the depths of the black forest. The small river beach here has become the best place for passers-by to stop and rest.
We set off from Hessen Town at 6:30 in the morning, and it took nearly four and a half hours to get here, which was already very smooth. In addition, we were also lucky, and we didn’t encounter any problems at the four campsites along the Black Forest area.
What's the trouble? It's a sudden attack by the so-called group of gangsters.
"Rest for half an hour, let the horses drink some water and concentrate, and we will also eat some dry food. If everything goes well in the afternoon, we can arrive at White Deer City at four o'clock. But since we didn't meet the gangsters in the Black Forest, then
We have to be careful, we will be attacked on the winding road next. You two should be alert, I don't want to see you in bad luck before we get home." Claude got off the horse and led his mount to the river.
Let the horse lower its head and drink water.
Michael Jack was still sitting on the driver's seat of the carriage, holding a monocular telescope in his hand and carefully aiming at both sides of the mountain road to observe. Meanwhile, the big man Germi jumped off the carriage, parked the carriage, and then removed the puller.
The two pack horses untied the reins of the two strong horses tied behind the carriage, and led the four horses towards the river beach.
"Sir, there's no movement on the mountain. I didn't find any sign of an ambush." McJack put away the monocular and said.
"Then there is no more. I don't believe that the ambush of a few bandits can escape our eyes. Let's take a rest first, and we will do some reconnaissance before setting off." Claude squatted down and searched in the small river beach.
I washed my hands in a puddle.
"Jack, bring over the bag of fine materials from the carriage." Big Germi called.
"Got it." Michael stood up and pulled down the bulging bag of fine materials placed on the back of the carriage, and placed it on the ground next to the carriage with difficulty.
He jumped off the carriage and untied the bag, then took out five smaller linen bags, and then separated the mixed fine materials such as oats, black beans, and chopped straw from the large fine material bag.
Put it in five linen bags. These linen bags will be tied to the horses' necks later, and the five horses can eat these concentrates from the open mouth of the linen bags. This is for feeding the horses on the road when traveling long distances.
Basic way.
The big man Gemie took down a luggage carried on the back of a strong horse and handed it to Claude. He then went over to help McJack tie the five linen bags around the horse's neck, open the mouth of the bag and put it in the horse's mouth.
He let the horses eat the concentrate by themselves. Claude found a flatter mountain rock, opened his bag, and took out the dry food prepared in the town tavern.
The most famous delicacy of the Hound Tavern in Hesse Town is roast rabbit. The belly of the rabbit is stuffed with fresh and tender mushrooms. It feels very delicious when you bite it. The gravy is soaked in the mushrooms. Of course, this refers to the time when it is steaming. Now there are three
The roasted rabbit was cold and didn't taste very delicious. Claude took two bites of the mushroom and found it tasteless. He took two slices of white bread, spread it with butter and honey, and sandwiched a piece of dried meat for lunch.
Mike only tore off the hind legs of a roasted rabbit, and all three roasted rabbits ended up in the belly of the big man. Because they were likely to encounter the gangsters in the afternoon, the three of them did not drink.
The cold boiled water in the military leather kettle finished the cold lunch.
After resting for a while, they started on the road again. This time, Claude rode in front of the carriage, the big man Gimi drove the carriage, and Michael took a monocular to carefully observe the movement ahead.
The mountain road was very quiet, and there were no caravans or pedestrians coming from the direction of Bailu City along the way. There were only the sound of rumble wheels and the clatter of horse hooves from Claude's carriage with three people and five horses.
After walking for an hour and a half, Mike finally discovered something was wrong: "Sir, look ahead."
The big man Germi stopped the carriage, and Claude stopped his horse from moving forward. He turned the horse's head and returned to the carriage. He took the monocular telescope from McJack's hand and followed the direction that McJack pointed.
Looking forward.
The place where the three of them are now parked is on the high slope of the mountain road, followed by a valley. The carriage must follow the mountain road to the bottom of the mountain valley, and then climb up the mountain road to the opposite hillside, which is where the mountain road turns.
There, there is a big tree growing unexpectedly on the hillside next to the mountain road. In the frame of the monocular, you can clearly see that the leaves of this big tree are half withered, and there are messy leaves tied with ropes on the trunk.
Traces of bondage...
Looking at the gentle slopes and dense weeds and bushes at the bottom of the valley, what else doesn't Claude understand? Obviously, the gangsters gave up on ambush at the junction of the winding mountain road and the black forest.
The reason for the businessmen is that they think the terrain here is better. As long as pedestrians and vehicles reach the bottom of the valley, the big tree on the hillside in front will be put down and block the turning mountain road.
The trading vehicles at the bottom become turtles in the urn, and it is difficult to escape. The success rate of robbery here should be much higher than on the small river beach at the entrance of the mountain road. After all, the terrain on the small river beach is open, and it is easy for people to escape...
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"How many gangsters did you find lying in ambush?" Claude asked McJack in a low voice while using a monocular to check the terrain on the hillside.
"I only found four things that were wrong. I guess there weren't many people in ambush in front of me, only five or six. There were too many weeds and shrubs on the hillside nearby. I didn't find anything suspicious, but I'm sure those gangsters were here.
There is also an ambush on the hillside..." Michael replied in the same low voice.
Claude nodded. They were all veterans who had followed him to ambush the reconnaissance cavalry of the Principality of Karnas. They were naturally very proficient in ambush and concealment. They were forced to do so by risking their lives on the battlefield. They were no better than the disorganized gangsters.
The concealment is much more perfect. The scouts of the Principality of Karrnath have eyes sharper than eagles. If there is anything wrong with the ambush on the battlefield, they will be discovered. The ambush will become an ambush. Those who fail pay the price with their lives.
Those who don’t know how to hide perfectly have been eliminated...
The ambush of these gangsters was naturally full of flaws in the eyes of Claude and the three of them. They didn't even know how to block the light, allowing the reflection of the blade to shine brightly in the weeds. Even the big tree growing on the hillside at the corner of the mountain road,
It is also very unnatural, and anyone with a discerning eye can see something strange at a glance. No caravan would let such a big tree growing on the side of the mountain road pose a threat to the vehicle, and those that were discovered would have been cut down long ago.
The only thing that confused Claude was that there were not many gangsters ambushing on the hillside in front of him. But thinking about the gentle slopes on both sides of the valley bottom, and considering his current position, it was obvious that this group of gangsters should be soldiers.
Divide the troops into two or three groups to outflank them to prevent the captured fat sheep from turning around and escaping. Unfortunately, they don’t understand that dividing their troops into several groups is useless to Claude and the three of them. They don’t understand that distance will affect the situation.
have a great impact on the results.
"Let's go down. Don't let them wait too long. Also, deal with the enemies on the opposite hillside first, and then use the terrain to block the rest of the chasing enemies behind the carriage. Do you understand?" Claude made a decision.
"Drive!" The big man shook the reins, and the carriage galloped along the mountain road to the bottom of the valley. Claude rode behind the carriage. Two to three hundred meters of mountain road went down, and the gentle mountain road at the bottom of the valley
It’s also nearly a hundred meters away. When many caravans arrive at a place like this, if they save their horsepower, they will slow down at the bottom of the valley, and then slowly let the packhorses pull the trucks up the slope.
But the big man Gemi wanted to use the momentum of the downhill to directly let the two packhorses pull the carriage across the gentle bottom mountain road and rush to the opposite hillside. This was beyond the expectations of the gangsters who were ambushing on the opposite hillside.
He didn't even care about exposing his body, and jumped up from the grass nest where he was hiding, shouting to release the tree quickly, release the tree quickly...
The big tree that grew unexpectedly on the hillside at the bend of the mountain road finally fell down, and when the carriage was close to a distance of fifty or sixty meters, it lay across the mountain road, blocking the way. Seeing that the carriage was stopped, the six happy people
The bandits waved their weapons and rushed down the hillside, shouting something like "Robbery! Surrender with your hands up! You want money but not your life..."
But what was waiting for them was just a gunshot. Claude had dismounted and stood beside the carriage. He raised the musket in his hand and shot the guy who was running at the front with a crossbow in his hand. Then he put the musket
He handed it to McJack to load and load the gun, then he took another musket and began to aim at another gangster holding a bow and arrow in his hand.
Four gunshots rang out, and the four gangsters fell down the hillside. The last two gangsters holding daggers and spears had already rushed to a place about ten meters away from the carriage, but their steps slowed down. Claude and Michael Jack
They were unhurriedly loading the muskets in their hands, while their four gangster companions had fallen to the ground. Looking at the short knives and spears in their hands, neither of them knew whether they should rush forward to fight in hand-to-hand combat.
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The big man Gemie had already rushed forward, and the two javelins in his hands had been thrown out. The two gangsters seemed to be struck by lightning. They trembled and touched the handles of the javelins inserted into their chests, and fell to the ground with blood spurting from their mouths and noses.
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At this time, a dozen gangsters appeared on the hillside where Claude and the others had parked their carriage. On the gentle slopes on both sides of the valley, a dozen gangsters also jumped out of the weeds and bushes. It was just that
The gangsters on the opposite hillside were still more than 400 meters away from Claude, and the gangsters ambushing on both sides of the valley bottom had to run about 200 meters before they could reach Claude's carriage.
This is an unexpected situation that the gangsters have never thought of. It is very simple for them to ambush these passing merchants and lone carriages. There is a block of hills at both ends, and the accomplices on the hillside next to the bottom of the valley jump out, basically
All those who fell into the trap obediently surrendered, hoping to save their lives by sacrificing their wealth.
But this time something really happened. No one expected that these three people, a carriage, and five horses would rush up the opposite hillside without stopping. Although the big trees on the other side were let down.
Blocked their way, but none of the six accomplices who were ambushing there survived, and were easily dealt with by the three men.
But it doesn't matter, there are still a lot of people on my side, nearly ten times as many as the three people. A one-eyed gangster wearing a black eye patch waved an old-fashioned musket in his hand, pointing at Claude and the other ten people at the bottom of the valley.
The gangsters shouted: "Come up, kill them, and avenge Heim and the others!"
At this time, the three muskets had all been reloaded with ammunition and were leaning side by side on the carriage of the carriage. Michael looked at the dozen gangsters rushing up the hillside and curled his lips: "Why don't they ride horses?"
Then McJack thought about it and answered: "Oh, they couldn't hide the horses during the ambush, and they might have killed all the captured horses to fill their stomachs..."
This is indeed possible. Thirty or forty people are not easy to get along in the mountains. There is not enough food source, let alone horses, and even their dead accomplices may end up in their stomachs.
The big man Germi shouted: "Jack, bring the two horses behind the carriage, and I will try to drag this big tree blocking the road away."
When Michael came back after leading the two strong horses to the big man Gemi, the dozen gangsters running up the hillside were still more than a hundred meters away from them.
"They are running very slowly." Mike said disdainfully: "Are they not full enough..."
"It's really possible." Claude replied: "Look at their steps, they are a bit staggering, as if they lack the strength to support their bodies. I guess they may be short of salt, which can't be bought or snatched in the wild.
Go to Yan. You can also shoot after a while. You shoot on the left and I shoot on the right. I think the time it takes for them to rush in front of us is enough for us to reload ammunition three times."
Claude was right. When the dozen or so gangsters rushed to a distance of 100 meters, they actually didn't fire three rounds at all. They only fired five shots. The remaining six gangsters turned around and ran back, rolling and crawling.
When they escaped to the bottom of the hillside, they ran into a dozen gangsters coming from the opposite hillside.
It's just that these gangsters no longer have the courage to go up the slope. Eleven of their accomplices have fallen, and there are only about twenty of them left. But they are unwilling to give up Claude and his group, so the six
The gangster who escaped back became their scapegoat and was beaten and insulted by the dozen or so gangsters behind him.
The big man Gemi had already used two strong horses to drag the big tree lying on the mountain road to one side. He felt it was an eyesore. After untying the rope, he simply kicked the big tree down the hillside and led the two strong horses back.
Seeing that the enemies at the bottom of the hill had not yet rushed up, he asked, "Sir, why don't we leave and ignore these cowards below?"
As soon as he finished speaking, McJack pointed at the gangsters at the bottom of the hillside and said: "Sir, look at the one-eyed guy wearing a black eyepatch. Is that the leader of the gangster named One-Eyed Longback? The second lieutenant of the security battalion in Hesse Town said that his
The reward is eighty gold crowns..."
Claude jumped on his horse and said, "Let's lure them over, rush within a hundred meters, aim and shoot. If they chase us, we'll pull back."
Claude, three men and three horses, rushed down the hillside. They approached the gangsters a hundred meters away and opened fire with their guns. The three gangsters were hit and fell to the ground. The remaining gangsters were surrounded by the shouts and curses of the one-eyed gangster with a black eye patch.
He rushed up the hillside with the sound of urging.
By the time Claude and the others rode back to the carriage, dismounted and loaded their ammunition, the enemies down the slope had not yet come within a hundred meters of shooting range.
This time, Claude aimed and fired all three muskets. When the first and second shots hit the two gangsters running at the front, the remaining gangsters had already turned around and fled. It was the one-eyed gangster with a black goggle and another
A gangster who also held a musket also fired at Claude and the others with an old-fashioned musket in his hand, but the gun flew away, and then the two gangsters turned around and ran away.
"Germi, get on your horse, don't let go of the two men with muskets." Claude got on his horse and ran down the slope, and the big man Gemi followed him with several javelins.
Fifty or sixty meters away from the escaping gangster, Claude stopped his horse, calmed down, and aimed at the one-eyed gangster wearing a black eye patch. The big man Gemie galloped past him.
"Bang!" The gun rang out, and the one-eyed gangster with a black eyepatch covered his chest and fell to the ground. The gangsters around him screamed in fright: "The big leader has been killed!"
The big man Germi was already very close to the fleeing gangsters. He threw the javelins one after another. Four or five gangsters were penetrated by the javelins, including another gangster holding a musket.
"Oh no, the second leader is also dead."
Several other gangsters had gathered together. One of the gangsters shouted: "Don't run away, they are coming. We will fight with them, otherwise no one will be able to escape!"
Claude had already rode up to them, holding a shotgun in his hand: "Bang!"
These three or four gangsters became the sieve, and the world was immediately clean.
"Put down your weapons. Those who surrender will not be killed!" Claude pointed the discharged shotgun at the remaining gangsters.