Ride and Cut

　　 In order to express her gratitude for the selfless help of Gaoshanbao, Annie offered to use two carriages of goods as a gift. Richard turned down a few times with a sham face, but after all he couldn't resist the other party's sincere enthusiasm and repeated invitations, and reluctantly accepted.

　　 In front of others, he was too embarrassed to ask what he was pretending to be. He secretly fantasized that tea cakes are best, which is a very valuable hard currency in the wilderness.

　　 As a result, when the second general, Humha and Yaji Yajia pulled the carriage up the hills and began to unload the goods into the warehouse, he was surprised to find that it seemed a bit unexpected.

　　 I used a dagger to pierce a hole in the sack, and what came out was a powder with a simple fragrance of white flowers—this is refined wheat flour. The other car lifted the hood, and it was simply a whole box of black coals. And judging from the bits and pieces scattered on other carriages, the entire caravan carried these two kinds of goods.

　　 Richard touched his chin, a little bit confused.

Due to the huge demand brought by the pioneering nobles and natives, the wilderness trade has always been prosperous. The goods that flow into the wilderness in spring and autumn every year are worth at least several hundred thousand gold coins. On the return journey, they are exchanged for a large number of livestock, fur and even magic materials. It is the Pompeian Empire. Very important trade route.

　　 But the type of wilderness trade has always been very fixed. Tea, cotton cloth and even smuggled ironware are the most popular and profitable commodities. I have never heard of someone selling refined wheat flour and coal.

　　The wild people have no habit of eating wheat flour, not to mention the price of a sack of at least one silver coin they can't accept. And coal is even less popular. The most commonly used fuel here is dried animal dung, which is inexhaustible.

　　 Even if these two things, wheat flour and coal, can barely be sold, the profit may be a question mark. Woya firm must have very rich trading experience. Why did it make this choice?

　　 Richard explained these speculations to the barbarians a bit. The content of trade and profit made each of them look like a suffocating fish, but he still barely understood that the boss was suspicious of the caravan.

"Then what to do?" Gunther was holding a pinch of white flour, thinking that he would use this pancake to fry until the sides are slightly burnt and crispy. It must be fragrant and delicious. It would be better if you can catch a rabbit to make meat filling. .

　　 "Let's observe and observe." Richard waved his hand, urging the troll to quickly load the goods into the cellar. Whether it's strange or not, it's mine if it's in the library.

　　 "Let's bake the pie at night. The brown bread is like a stone. I've had enough early."

　　 The barbarians let out a roar of laughter that could penetrate the eardrums, rushing to express their desire for food. At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a sharp and piercing copper whistle at the same time.

　　 "Alert!"

　　 The barbarian on the top of the building was yelling hoarsely.

　　 "Oh, it's really not peaceful today!" Richard sneered. First it was the goblin, then the jackal, and now I don't know what other monsters and monsters are coming. The prosperity and chaos of the wilderness opened his eyes.

　　 The relaxed smiles on the faces of the barbarians instantly disappeared without a trace. They picked up the weapons they had just put down and began to enter the battle state, and a kind of excitement spread silently among them.

　　 "Come with me!" Richard drew out his long sword and waved his arms, leading the barbarians aggressively to the outside of the wooden building.

The sentry standing at a high place is using a spear to guide the direction. On the hills with relatively higher altitude, the field of vision is extremely wide. Looking in the direction pointed by the spear tip, you can see a sea of ​​blue waves rippling boundless grass, with fuzzy black. Ying Zai slowly moved towards the direction of the mountain fort.

　　 Richard squinted his eyes and counted, twenty one.

　　 "Can you see clearly?"

　　 "I can't see clearly, but it seems to be a cavalry." Gunther's head shook like a rattle.

There was a small commotion in the caravan camp at the foot of 　　 hills. They also heard the sentinel’s warning, but they had poor vision and couldn’t see where the danger came from. A light-armed shortstop tried to investigate on the mausoleum, but the barbarians held it down with eyes sharper than a blade.

　　 Hyenas are not worthy of being accompanied by a lion. These five big and three rough goods have never looked down upon these mercenaries from beginning to end!

　　 As time passed, the shadows got closer and closer to the alpine fort, and more details became vivid.

　　 They are not cavalry, but Gunther is forgiven for seeing them as cavalry. The limbs and body are exactly the same as the steed, but the upper part of the human body has grown from the base of the neck—this is a group of centaur.

　　 Centaur is recognized as a strong warrior race. Doctors found that most of their internal organs are distributed in the horse body. The human body is almost entirely composed of musculoskeletal body except for the head, so the strength is far stronger than that of humans of the same proportion.

　　The unique body structure enables them to have both the impact of cavalry and the agility of infantry. Adult fighters often have good archery skills. This makes the Centaur's tactical organization extremely flexible and changeable. It can be used as a ranger to open the bow and harass, and when the time is right, it can also be immediately transferred to a close fight.

　　In the northwest of the Pompeii Empire, the large centaur tribes have been invading even the regular legions over the years. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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　　 Richard clicked the melon seeds, and the skin fell into the grass in the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　 It is undoubtedly the most outrageous idiot dream to attack Alpine Fort with only 21 centaur. No matter who has such arrogant thoughts, what he gets today can only be a lesson he will never forget.

　　 "Throw a spear."

　　 Immediately a barbarian delivered the spear to his lord's hand. Richard stretched out his hand and slapped it twice and threw it in the direction of the centaur.

　　 At this moment, the distance between the two sides is at least four hundred steps away, and this length even exceeds the effective range of the guard bed crossbow. With Richard's level of long-range weapons, if he could directly hit it, it would really be a meeting of the undead.

　　'S shot spear cut across an unusually straight arc, pierced **** the ground three hundred steps away, splashing a handful of mud and flying away.

　　 This is called the Sagittarius boundary, which represents a kind of warning. Once the boundary demarcated by Sagittarius is crossed, the two sides will no longer have any buffers and directly enter a state of full-scale war.

　　 The centaur obviously saw this scene and understood the meaning, but they continued to move on, but the speed became slower.

　　 Richard's eyes narrowed, his eyeballs followed the centaur's footsteps slowly.

　　 When approaching the landing spear, the leading centaur suddenly picked up a gray rag. Then, as if he had received some protection, he pulled out his spear and continued to move forward slowly.

　　 "What are they doing?" Richard thought it looked like some kind of traditional witchcraft, but even this should not be underestimated. Although the shamans in the wilderness are primitive, there is no shortage of strong men who truly master the mystery of elemental power.

　　 This inconspicuous piece of cloth may be some kind of witchcraft blessing.

　　 "It looks like a white flag..." Gunther said uncertainly.