An unexpected turn of events disrupts Barrett's overall plan. Players all the way to the east, riding their foals in this late autumn wilderness, trek hard. Rats run over the dry thatch that is now on the back, leaving everything on the surface in plain sight right under the rider's nose. However, the potholes and boulders that appear in the line of sight from time to time still make players dare not let go and gallop at full speed.

"Judging by the itinerary, we should have left the area controlled by the Cruze royal family and entered the sphere of influence on the side of the local nobility." Estimating the speed of the horses under the crotch combined with the time it took to travel, it is not difficult for Noodles to come to such a conclusion.

Rielly, however, was not impressed by the halfling wanderer's statement: "This division of hostile forces is not a national border that has been demarcated. What's more, even the national border is disputed, and the so-called sphere of influence like this may change every day when the two armies are at war! Who can be sure of which side of the land we are standing on is under the control of the party? ”

"That's it! You two just don't say a word! If this autumn wind pours into your throat, won't you feel bad? Clematis, who didn't want the two to have any conflict again, immediately interrupted the conversation between them with something at this time.

But at this moment, Barrett, who was at the front of the line, suddenly pulled the reins in his hand, and at the same time grabbed the compound longbow on his back in his hand: "There is a situation in the direction of 10 o'clock. Be careful, everyone, and be prepared for battle. ”

With Barrett's words, the players of 'Bloodstained Gray Flower' immediately stopped bickering and focused all their attention on the direction pointed out by the captain. Although the wilderness as far as the eye could see, there was a sky at the end of the horizon that was rarely different from the surrounding one—it was a flying yellow dust that obscured the blue sky.

In Barrett's experience, there must have been a large number of creatures capable of forming this level of dust—probably a team of horses galloping. It could also be a migrating beast. It's not clear if the other side poses a threat to you, but there's nothing wrong with preparing in advance.

"Are those guys coming for us?" Rielly, with the scroll in her hand, frowned at the small piece of sky that seemed to be draped in a yellow veil.

Barrett, who pulled out a triangular arrow from his quiver, shook his head at this time: "When we were on the road, we were very strict about the speed of our horses. Coupled with the small number of people, the dust stirred up is definitely much smaller than there. In most cases, we should find them first. So this is likely to be a systematically arranged 'coincidence'. ”

"There were no falcons in the sky. ' The likelihood of a chance encounter is very high. Lalu, who was standing on horseback, was now looking at the cloudless blue sky with his cat's eyes wide open.

Clematis, who came to Barrett's side, bent down slightly: "Captain, you are equipped with a belt of great strength today, and it seems that you don't need the power of the ox for the time being." ”

"After all, it should be difficult for us to encounter those special enemies now, and it is still a good deal to save your magic with a martial art that can rarely be put to use." As he said this, Barrett already had the tail feathers of the arrow in his left hand, ready to open his bow and aim at any time.

As mentioned before, the apprentice-type stone dragon belt is really a chicken rib for Barrett now. When he used to have a fitness belt, Barrett himself rarely used it. Later, after transferring the fitness belt to the anvil, it was used to temporarily recharge. And after the giant belt was in hand, the thing was laid off again.

Of course, it is not that this apprentice-type stone dragon waist is completely useless to Barrett. Because as long as it's in the right conditions. There is a stone dragon belt that is expected to be promoted to a scholar-type or even a master-type. Wait until that day when this strange thing will bloom brightly. As for the current situation, it can only be a substitute that is needed in some specific circumstances.

As the distant dust got closer and closer, the figure under its shroud soon appeared in the player's sight - the gray armor was stained, and the scars on the armor were even more obvious. The saddle with the open line was dotted with bloodstained linen pockets.

And their masters are not in much better shape now, and the bandages wrapped around their bodies are more or less reddish-brown patches. At the same time, the face could not hide the fatigue after a long run. The occasional wound that was involved would make several of them show grinning expressions.

"It looks like a raider? I don't know if it's a horse thief who has just been co-opted by the Cruze royal family, or if it's a member of their original cavalry regiment. After confirming the image of that team with a keen eye, Barrett immediately made this judgment.

The so-called raiding team is, to put it bluntly, an act of fighting grass valley, but according to the consistent tradition of the kingdom's internal war. The army generally does not go back to loot the small villages and towns. Their targets are enemy logistics units, patrolling rangers, or caravans of small and medium-sized chambers of commerce serving the enemy.

Although the hood has become unrecognizable and does not know where it was left in the battle. It's impossible to tell at first glance where these riders are. But judging from the direction they chose to return from the raid, there should be no second possibility except for the Cruze royal family.

"The Raiders of the Cruze Royals!" As he said this, Clematis's palm holding the mace tightened again: "I hope they won't be stupid enough to do anything to us." ”

"Although there are more of them. But looking at that state, if there were no knights to lead the team, it would be a dead end to fight us now. Rielly also made her own judgment at this time.

Barrett, who was staring at the cavalry team, moved his fingers holding the bow arm slightly: "It is unlikely that knights will be dispatched, although the number of knights in the Cruze Kingdom is much more than that in the Northland, but it is also in the middle and lower reaches of the Western Continent. Unless that team has some special mission. Otherwise, they would not have joined in such an operation. And that team had clearly just gone through a tough battle, and if there were knights among them, it meant that another team had too. It's impossible for us to run into such a small odds, right? ”

"I hope those guys are more sensible, and I don't want to have a direct conflict with the Cruze royal family for no reason." Klaimatis nagged. Although the 'Creek Dippan' had been coerced and intimidated in the past to obtain information, it was compared to an armed conflict with the army belonging to the Cruze royal family. That's just a drizzle!

"I don't want to fight if I can." Barrett, who said this, seemed to have no emotion: "But the decision in this regard is not ours, but in the hands of the other party." If they attack. We can only harvest as much experience and loot as possible to compensate for the subsequent losses that the conflict will bring......"

Before Barrett could finish his sentence, the voice of the noodles rang out: "Those guys are rushing towards us!" ”

"Seems to be true, when we are few people and easy to bully?" The corners of Barrett's mouth were slightly raised, and he faced his enemy with a smile - as if he was making a silent taunt.

The words were divided into two ends, just as Barrett and the others were fully prepared for battle, vigilantly monitoring the approaching team in the distance. The vanguard of that team also spotted the 'Bloodstained Gray Flower'. The rider, who was barely injured, immediately turned his head and asked, "Captain! There seems to be a group of less than 10 adventurers in front of you. We're going up and eating them. I still pretend not to see it and just bypass it. ”

"Less than 10 people? Afraid of what? The lads added food. The bearded, high-cheeked man immediately drew his sword from his waist and slammed his feet into the horse under his crotch. When the raider saw its target, it let out a wolf-like cheer. Obviously very satisfied with the dessert this time.

"Looks like there's no military mage! Then they can't have such a high match as a knight. After the distance between the other party was closer, Barrett smiled and said, "Rieli, you can show off your skills this time." ”

Barrett had just finished his sentence when the mages in the team had completed the spell and flapped their wide bat wings and began to climb. Behind her, Lalu took the reins with one hand, but did not pull out the scorpion scythe with the other. Obviously, the cat-man warrior monk also understood that his kind of weapon was not suitable for riding and fighting.

And on the other hand, in addition to, Lalou and Barrett. The remaining players have already dismounted. Obviously, with their current riding skills, they are not enough to compete with the professional team in front of them on horseback. At the same time, after seeing the target's actions, the raiders let out a series of rampant laughter. In their opinion, the unformed infantry would be absolutely difficult to resist in the face of cavalry charges, even if they were only light cavalry.

However, they seem to have forgotten that only a well-organized group charge can be truly effective. A fireball falling from the sky shattered the dreams of these guys in an instant. With the raging sparks of the heat wave, the raiders were turned on their backs in an instant. And the flames that continued to consume the air quickly ignited the hay in the autumn wilderness. The billowing black smoke pulled a sloping chimney in the autumn wind.

With this baptism of flames, Barrett, who had already launched a charge, completely entered the ranks of the raiders at this time. The spear in his hand went straight forward. Then change hands when you are about to touch the first target. The original tip of the gun was immediately replaced by a 'buzzing' barrel.

And the soldier who belonged to the Cruze royal family just like that, his chest hurt, his eyes darkened, and his throat was sweet—a thick mist of blood erupted from his mouth with a 'poof'. At the same time his feet were detached from the horse's hooves. The whole person was lifted high from the saddle. After a few spins in the air, he rolled down into the wilderness. Then he was trampled by his own war horse that didn't have time to stop. I just can't live.

Barrett, who had completed the kill, was unforgiving, and the spear in his hand made a 'whirring' sound like a whip wielding. And the enemy, who was blown up by the fireball technique at the moment, had difficulty organizing an effective attack against the top rider among the players for a while.

The long-lost sound of the crossbow breaking through the air in the "whoosh" team sounded again. Then a silver light flashed, and a blood splashed on the forehead of one of the knights to Barrett's left. Then he slid off his back from the horse.

Fortunately, at this time, the cavalry captain who had lost his mustache by the fireball finally relieved himself. Although the previous injuries were exacerbated by the scorching flames. But that wasn't enough to make it ineffective at this moment.

The other man, holding the long sword, kicked the horse's belly and charged Barrett, grabbing the shield hanging from the saddle, as if to add some security to himself.

Barrett, meanwhile, was in the midst of the messy team of horses - and of course he would prefer to gouge through the team once and do it a second time when he got back to it. The mount under Ho Nai's feet is not powerful. I had to get stuck here and play with the black python in my hand.

You must know that the One-Ring Summoning Technique only summons ordinary horses, not specially trained war horses. In the oncoming charge and the oncoming heat wave, it was already worthy of Barrett to flee without being frightened. Although he did not fall down at this moment, it was impossible to run quickly.

Fortunately, although Barrett's own mobility ability is not insignificant. But with the refined spear in his hand, relying on the advantage of being one inch long and one inch stronger, he was still able to beat the riders around him who did not dare to rush forward. Therefore, in the afterglow, he suddenly found that someone dared to launch a frontal charge, which naturally immediately attracted Barrett's attention.

The black python, which turned around and threw its arms and was originally dancing wildly in mid-air, limited its letter to a small range this time. Faced with the oncoming spear, the raider instinctively flicked his shield. "Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and then the wooden kite shield shattered under the attack of the spear.

However, the sacrifice of the shield was not worthless, and the other party took this opportunity to cut into Barrett's attack range. The sword in his hand followed the impact of the horse, and slashed hard at Barrett, who was empty. It's a pity that the spear attack is not so easy to appear dead ends. Although the tip of the gun did not work, the tough barrel of the gun that had just been swung away was driven by the arm to slam the opponent's left rib.

Of course, since he can be the leader of this cavalry, the man with a black face with high cheekbones (burned by the fireball technique) in front of him is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although his left arm was still aching from the collision with the spear just now. However, years of persistent training and battlefield experience made him pick up the hammer from the saddle and block the path of the spear. It seems that he is preparing to exchange injuries for injuries with Barrett.

On the other side, as a warrior monk, it is impossible for the cat boy to ride on a horse to fight the enemy in close combat. He was cruising around the line, quietly waiting for his chance. (To be continued.) )

PS: The modification is complete. Thank you for "walking without looking at the dot" and "hamster collection" two big commuter passes. At the same time, I would like to thank "Camus" and "Altar Fat Biao" for their great rewards.