Following the footsteps of the fugitive slaves, the caravan sentry who walked into the ambush circle suddenly sensed that something was wrong, the surrounding dense forest was too quiet, there was no crisp and pleasant bird chirping, and there was no snort of the beast panting.

The keen instinct for danger that he had accumulated in countless battles frantically warned that the fire of vengeance of the caravan sentinel was still burning, but he immediately stopped and turned to flee.

At this moment, dozens of people in the ambush circle threw the stones in their hands vigorously, and the scene was like a rain of stones, which fell on the caravan sentry who was aware of the hindsight.

Although he was wearing leather armor made of bison skin, which could resist the slashing of swords, it was a pity that the power of the stones falling from the sky was no less than the blunt damage of the samurai's full force.

He forcibly endured the sharp pain of the fire in his back, and lay on the ground without regard for his face, jumping back and forth with his hands and feet, intending to escape by taking advantage of the chaos under the cover of the grass.

It's a pity that he forgot his situation, and there were dozens of people around him, all of whom were pinching heavy stones in their hands, and a few, a dozen or a dozen might only hit him, but dozens of pieces attacked in no turns, and no one could guarantee that they would be able to survive to the end and get out of the dangerous ambush circle.

When the poor caravan sentry was very unfortunate enough to be struck in the back of the head by an angular rock, his eyes turned black, and he fell unconscious on the spot and lay on the ground, with blood oozing out of his mouth, nose and ears, like a thin snake constantly winding out.

The stones continued to fall, and it didn't take long for a small tomb to be built for the caravan outpost, and even the strongest samurai would be suffocated to death when they lost consciousness and were crushed by heavy objects.

The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of the other two caravan sentinels, who continued to open the path in the woods, and found that their companion had not returned for a long time, and heard an unusual movement, and could not help but glance at each other, knowing that danger was near.

One stood still, armed with an obsidian twin axe, vigilantly watching everything around him. Another caravan sentinel turned and rushed towards the caravan outside the caravan, catching up with the alpacas as fast as he could.

How could the leopard warrior Krut let the caravan sentry go back to report the news, and gently gestured to his animal companion Spotted Leopard, and immediately snorted, jumped out of the grass where he was hiding, and chased after the sentry who fled to the caravan.

The caravan sentinel who stayed in place saw the fugitive slave who was not inferior to the high-ranking samurai, chased after his partner, couldn't help but look back, and resolutely gave up the adventurer who might die in battle, and chased after the leopard warrior Krut as the yellow finch behind the praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch.

Standing at the top of the food chain in the dense forest, the spotted leopard leaped out of the grass as fast as a streamer, and quickly caught up with its target, the second caravan sentry.

At the same time, the Panther Warrior Klut was already close to his target of fleeing back to report the news due to his faster speed. The caravan sentinel in a hunted state heard the movement behind him and understood his situation without looking back.

"It's not that easy to kill me!

This caravan sentry has a unique anti-killing technique, the thick right leg strides forward, the toes are raised high, the heel hits the ground, shovels deep into the soft ground, and then uses the right leg as the force point, withstands the momentum of the whole body, and forcibly brakes the footsteps.

Then, he twisted his waist and turned quickly, clenching the obsidian spear in both hands, and stabbed at his high-speed enemy, reversing the position of his prey and hunter in one fell swoop.

In the past, the panther warrior Klut might have died under this trick, but after the battle of the ruined city-state, the spirit of the winged serpent descended on his body and fought against the Divine Smoke Spider.

As a result of this rare encounter, his body became more flexible, and his reaction was several times faster than that of ordinary people, so that the caravan sentry did not hesitate to pay the price of being seriously injured in his body first, and was discovered by Klute as soon as it was activated.

Besides, the Hui Horse Gun has a fixed trajectory, and once it is recognized, it is easy to be cracked, and even take advantage of the flaw of this trick to take the opportunity to launch a lore attack.

At the last moment, the leopard warrior preemptively cut sideways into the safety zone, jumped up with his right leg, and swung sideways with his right elbow, hitting the caravan sentinel's forehead and temple.

With a single blow, the target's head jerked to the right rear, and the neck bone appeared to be twisted.

Klute felt that it was not enough, followed by his right knee, and slammed into the caravan sentry chest ribs, and with a click, several flexible ribs were broken on the spot, and the broken bones were deeply inserted into the internal organs, and the mouth was open to a mouthful of old blood, and it seemed that he could not live.

One move and two blows, killing a caravan sentry on the spot, the leopard warrior Klut stood on the ground with his feet, suddenly noticed the fishy wind blowing in his face, and when he looked back, he found that his animal companion spotted leopard had successfully pounced on the second caravan sentry, biting off his neck bone, and he couldn't die anymore.

Nikon and the others, who were immersed in darkness physically and mentally, originally thought that the leopard warrior Klut was very strong, but they never expected him to be so strong, and even the senior caravan guards, the sentinel who was responsible for detecting the situation ahead, died on the spot under one move, and they couldn't help but shudder.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the shocked expressions on each other's faces, after all, they were all proficient in this way, of course, they understood the strength of the leopard warrior Krut, and he was no longer an ordinary city-state three-feathered warrior, even if one of them died under the mouth of the war leopard, it still did not tarnish this achievement.

The three caravan sentinels had three ways to die, the first of whom was lured into an ambush circle and died under the machinations of the panther warrior Kluet. The second counter-kill failed, but was forcibly killed by the leopard warrior Krut. Whether it is vision, capturing fighters, or quick reaction, it is real hard power. The third caravan sentinel unfortunately died in the mouth of Krut's leopard. He shouldn't have acted at will, and instead of being a hunter, he was hunted down, and he was the least worthless wretch in the dead world.

It didn't take long for the panther warrior Klut to regain his senses, stretched out his hand to greet the team in the ambush circle, stripped off the weapons and equipment of the caravan sentry, and armed himself on the spot.

Nikon and the others were unwilling to continue to be spectators, so they took the initiative to stand up and reach out to take the obsidian weapon, but they didn't expect to be refused, and couldn't help but release a faint dark aura, which immediately frightened a few complacent fugitive slaves, and took over smoothly.

The panther warrior Klut was keenly aware of this dark force, and found that all three of them were the first priest Temothy, who had given a special account of the personnel to focus on before the party set out, but he did not say anything, and refused the kind companions in the group, and pinned the three feathers taken from the caravan sentry to his forehead guard.

"The gods have said that the best way to hide a tree is to put it in the forest. I've got a feather on my head, and it's a rare three, and you're trying to expose me to the eyes of the caravan's elite guards, and I'm constantly attacked?"

No one dared to talk at this time, and even the well-wishers with feathers in their hands that symbolized the glory and rank of the samurai closed their mouths with a sneer.

Who knows, after a small victory in the first battle, the panther warrior Klut knocked the team with his hand, and gladly accepted the three samurai feathers, just hiding them in his arms, and no one could see the close position.

When Niken and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but slander: "I said no, but my body is very honest." Klute is also an ordinary man, that is, he has a little more sober understanding than most ordinary people, and puts himself in the right position. ”

As the battle was quickly resolved, not a single outpost escaped to alert the caravan, so the team that formed the ambush circle was not exposed. It was a long way, and the beasts of burden came slowly, and there was at least a quarter of an hour, enough for them to clean up the battlefield and clean up the few traces of battle.

"Remember for me! Send decoys to attack the caravan first, if you can attract the guards to counterattack, it would be best, if the other party is very conservative, attack the tail end of the caravan for me. Ordinary caravan owners are often willing to give up some of their goods and disengage with us, the robbers who are blocking the road. ”

The leopard warrior Klut pointed to a long snake-like caravan and said with a smile: "This is the common strategy for the caravan to survive when it encounters an enemy in the wild!"