Soul Echo

The sun rises after the rain.

It rained one after another all night, and the grassland was covered with water.

The merchants couldn't help sighing at the puddles that can be seen everywhere.

The land after the rain is wet and soft, not only the potholes will slow down the team's journey, but also the mud.

However, they had no other choice but to continue to advance towards Skupee despite the unfavorable factors - if the goods were overdue, they would have to pay liquidated damages.

In order to ensure that the carriage would not be stuck in a pothole, the merchants decided to lead the horses on a walk, although a little slower, but at least not to stay in place.

Actually, they weren't in a hurry. When signing the contract, they all set aside some time, as long as they arrived at Skoopy and handed over to the other party before the contract expired.

Zhong Ye also led the horse on the side of the team, the ground was muddy and slippery, and at least half of the sole of the foot would sink into the mud when one stepped on it. Fortunately, his boots were waterproofed, but others Not so.

As the sun gradually rises, the sun sets, and the water vapor evaporates, the team needs to stop and rest for a while every distance they walk.

Wave after wave of sultry air rushed towards them, but they were not reefs and could not withstand the impact of the tide.

At this time, many people will take off their shoes and dump the muddy water in their shoes, and a stench of hard to describe will appear, filling the resting place.

This was torture for the sensitive Zhong Ye, so he volunteered to go out on patrol and get some fresh air.

The team was walking on the muddy grassland. In the distance, a group of curious sheep stood on the rocks and looked out. Zhong Ye soon noticed their existence and looked at the distance.

After staring for a long time, Zhong Ye suddenly saw them spread out, as if running for their lives.

—no, that's running for your life!

On the distant hill, a few silhouettes on horseback suddenly appeared, and then more silhouettes ran out from the back of the hill.

Raising his hand to hold down the hilt of the sword, Zhong Ye thought for a while, but let go of his hand, pulled the reins, and drove the horse towards the battallion.

"There are enemies!" Zhong Ye yelled, reminding the caravan.

The sound like the roar of the wind entered people's ears, they lost one's head out of fear and panicked, and the guard Captain was stunned for a while before he reacted.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!" The guard Captain maintained order, pulled the reins with one hand, and got on his horse, "The guards and mercenaries took up arms, and the others hid in the carriage!"

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His weapon was always on his body, he didn't need to make any other preparations, he immediately drove his horse and ran towards Zhong Ye.

Approaching Zhong Ye, the guard Captain slowed down, frowned and asked, "What happened? Is there an enemy?"

He has considerable trust in this Easterlander, other People may not see it, but he knows very well that the Easterland man in front of him may be stronger than him.

Zhong Ye raised his hand and pointed, "It's on that hill in the distance, they're rushing towards us."

Captain, the guard, looked in the direction of his finger, only to see Some little black dots.

Looking at Zhong Ye suspiciously, the guard Captain finally chose to believe it.

The caravan stopped, and the caravan leader leaned against the window, holding a musket in his hand.

The entire caravan has only three muskets, and I don't know how many guns are in the hands of the group of thieves on the opposite side.

Those bandits have the guts to run rampant on the grasslands, and naturally have the capital to match them. Just relying on their guts alone cannot prevent the emergence of a second bandit force in this grassland.

Zhong Ye dismounted and stood in front of the caravan. He saw a hawk circling in the sky, but he couldn't shoot it down.

He is not a dive archer, bow and arrow and hot weapons are really just learned.

I heard that the group of thieves escaped the encirclement and suppression many times, presumably relying on the ability to control the falcon—with the help of the falcon, they can easily sort out the battlefield situation and make a correct judgment quickly.

Knowing that the caravan was ready, but still rushed over, I don't know if it was self-confidence or arrogance.

Dozens of horses stomped on the ground at the same time, and the ground shook.

The sound of galloping horses' hooves was suppressed by arrogant laughter, and the bandits on horseback brandished various weapons and attacked the front of the caravan.

Zhong Ye glanced at him and immediately found the musketeers hiding in the crowd. They ran in a relatively forward position to avoid hurting their companions, and then hid behind others to hide themselves.

The left hand wiped the belt, the flying knife slid into the fingers, and the moment the arm was raised, the flying knife swirled at the fingertips.

The left arm suddenly bounced, a cold glow shot out, Zhong Ye stamped down at the same time, and charged towards the bandits.

A bandit suddenly fell from the horse, but failed to attract the attention of his companions. Everyone's attention was focused on the adventurer who was charging back.

The leader of the bandit squinted his eyes, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, leaned his body, raised his machete high, and grinned up to the corner of his mouth.

The horse's hooves trampled the mud, the mud splashed, and the raised butcher's knife was about to fall, but the fearless warrior raised his head and his eyes were firm.

Zhong Ye suddenly swung the big sword, cut off the four horse legs, lowered his head and let the machete slide past his back, then turned around and slashed back, that stunned face came into view.

The horse neighed and fell to the ground, the headless corpse slumped on the horse's back, swaying as the horse struggled, and the head of the dead head flew high, taking all the scenes on the battlefield into his eyes eyes, and then dropped.

The other bandits were still charging, and they couldn't stop the horse's charge at all. They could only pull the reins and escape from Zhong Ye's side.

How could Zhong Ye let them escape?

"Kill them!"

The roar resounded, and the thieves on horseback slammed into the shield clenched by the bodyguards. They waved their weapons in panic, but the results of the battle had not yet been accepted. He pulled the horse's head and ran to the side.

The long-awaited escort Captain jumped out from behind his shield, landed behind a bandit, wiped his neck neatly, pushed him off his horse, raised his weapon, and shouted: " Kill them!"

The thieves were completely panicked, their musketeers hurriedly fired, but none of them were killed, and they even hit their accomplices with one shot.

Zhong Ye's fierce charge destroyed the morale of the bandits, and the act of guarding the Captain inspired the mercenaries' ferocity.

The mercenaries hiding on both sides of the team picked up swords and rushed out, creating a great momentum. Many of the bandits screamed and immediately turned their horses and ran away.

Because in their rear, Zhong Ye has already beheaded several people with his great sword. If they don't run, they will have no chance to run.

But there was no one to direct them, the bandits were in a mess, and the horses under them collided with each other, which seriously slowed their escape.

The bandit leader didn't dare to say a word, he buried his head and fled, and quickly escaped from the battlefield with his superb horsemanship.

At this time, gunshots also sounded in the convoy, and the two bandits screamed and crawled down, their fronts clinging to the horse's back, their eyes full of fear.

The battle ended quickly, as the caravan did not pursue, leaving the bandits to flee.

However, nearly half of the dozens of thieves were left behind, and a dozen of them were beheaded by Zhong Ye on the spot.

Some bandits knew they couldn't escape, so they dropped their weapons and surrendered. Instead, they left a life behind.

The caravan gave cheers of cheer, mercenaries and guards laughed heartily, and the captives knelt on the ground and dared not lift their heads.

Captain, on horseback, looked around the arena, eyebrows slightly frowned as he glanced over Zhong Ye.

Zhong Ye wiped the blood from his face and walked out of the pile of corpses, with white mist overflowing from his nose and mouth, like a monster...

Passing by the horse that was beheaded by him. When he was beside the horse with four broken legs, he saw that the thin horse who was struggling just now was no longer moving, and his tears could not slide down.

Guard Captain's brows stretched, turned his head and looked towards the caravan, loudly said: "Don't rush to celebrate, tie up those prisoners, they may have a reward in other towns, even if not, give it to the sheriff. I can get a sum of money!"

Hearing the words of the guard Captain, the people acted immediately, tying up the surrendering bandits and taking their horses into the ranks—these all are money!

This time they fought, none of them died, and at most they were injured a little bit. No matter who they were, they would be happy to think that they could get another sum of money in the future.

After tidying up the battlefield and taking all the money from the deceased, the caravan set off again. Even if the road ahead was all muddy, it could not cover the excitement of people's hearts.

After that battle, the caravan never encountered any trouble again, and it took nearly ten days to reach Skupee safely.