Chapter 631: Investigation (2)

From Thick Fog Town to Shitan Town to Banshee Fort, the straight-line distance is about fifty kilometers. The roads along the way diverge, connecting countless villages. On both sides of the road are often fields, and further away are cottages surrounded by simple wooden walls.
Just yesterday, there was a robbery on this dirt road that was only a few meters wide. A hundred horse-drawn carriages constituted a long snake-like convoy and were attacked in broad daylight.
Lord Long Exxon ...
Oh, Lord Exxon who is supposed to be the Butcher ’s now stands at the intersection, staring at the road with a shady face on his horseback, and his mind is wild like grass.
The rookie rider Tias, as a servant, followed daze behind the daze. He only knew that the situation was serious, but he did not know how serious it was.
A hundred carriages stretched several miles before and after, and there were five or six hundred guards alone. But such a team was even run away by the thunder of the people.
This seriously damages the majesty of the Butch family, as if pumping the face of Friedman Butch with the sole of the manure stained in front of the face, the opposite face blossoms.
The consequences of food shortage are too serious to tolerate any sloppyness. Baron Bishop stopped in Thick Fog Town and ordered Lord Exxon to bring more than a hundred knights quickly to investigate the situation.
Just after arriving at the road where the incident occurred, Lord Jue was enraged by the situation at the scene.
It was not how many people died that made Exxon anger, but the damaged carriage and scattered grain and grass were almost swept away.
"Go to the surrounding villages to catch people, see the untouchables who looted the family's property, and immediately execute them on the spot. Those caravan guards who escaped must also be hiding nearby, to grab some questions and ask questions."
Exxon's face was grim, and he ordered his teeth. In order to come as soon as possible, he did not bring infantry, all behind him were family knights.
Hearing the command, hundreds of cavalry detachments scattered and followed the country road to carry out Lord Lord's orders.
Tias, who was promoted to ‘follower’, did not move. He considered that he had the experience of ‘together and suffering’ with the Lord. He followed the Exxon and drove forward two or three miles to make sure that the entire grain transportation team was finished.
During the day, the team guards lack vigilance. The attacker pinched very accurately, attacking from both sides of the road. In the middle, someone was assigned to cut off, making it difficult for the team to care about the end.
Can't even escape.
Exxon looked at the villages on both sides of the road and scolded: "There must be an accomplice of the attackers. Without their assistance, the convoy could not be finished so easily."
Tias looked left and right, and he could also think that the attackers should ambush in the nearby village. When the convoy passed, they suddenly killed, drove the guards, overturned the carriage, killed the service horse, and cut off the axle of the carriage.
The axle is a key component of the carriage. Without it, the car is waste.
The attackers came and went like a wind, from one end of the road to the other, with a particularly strong purpose. They evacuated immediately after the task was completed, and residents in the nearby villages immediately came out to pick up the bargain.
The scrapped wagons were removed, the dead horses were cut open for meat, and the food and grass on the wagons would not be wasted.
The huge convoy was looted in less than half a day, leaving only a few grains of wheat flour, dried meat and the like left on the ground, and the rest were the bodies of the dead guards falling down.
The good fighting on the front was suddenly interrupted, and thousands of troops could not move. Exxon swears in his heart-who is so brave? Isn't he afraid of being retaliated by the Butch family?
Lord Jue's head was full of anger from the blatant humiliation of the enemy. For a while and a half, he really didn't expect anyone to be afraid of any revenge at all-they had already fought, and they were afraid of a ghost.
How come naturally how come!
More than one hundred knights were divided into ten groups and scattered to the surrounding villages to catch people. Soon after, the road shouted and cried beneath the road.
Men's, women's, young, old, and so on.
Exxon stood on the side of the road, waiting for his men to catch the untouchables. Tias' face turned blue and white, and he could already think of what would happen next.
The first to be captured was the convoy guard who fled the attack. They experienced the impact and fighting yesterday, but fortunately escaped but failed to escape, and could only hide in the nearby village.
After several fugitive guards were tied to the horse with ropes, the knights dragged all the way to Exxon. They stumbled and covered with blood for a long time, and even cried when they saw the Lord.
Exxon glanced fiercely for a few seconds, then pointed at one of them and shouted: "Slain him."
The escorted knight raised his hand with a knife and cut the neck of a guard. The man immediately fell to the ground, covering his neck with his hands, and struggling to call for help.
The remaining few people are fart urinating, already faceless.
Exxon then asked, "What the happened yesterday? Only when you can speak clearly can you survive."
The arrested guards cried and said they knew. After their incoherent voices were almost dumb, Exxon made one of them speak more eloquently.
"Master, it's not that we don't desperately, it's really the guys who attacked too fiercely. Twenty orcs, desperately rushed out. They have great strength, run fast, and the axe is particularly sharp, we can't stop it.
The barbarians were not afraid of death when they killed the momentum, and the brothers who were greeted were chopped off their heads with an axe. Our swords and shields are not as good as theirs, and we have died before we can understand them. "
The talking guards kowtowed like garlic, and all the blood hit their heads. But his companion immediately retorted: "Master, not an orc, not an orc, a bunch of adventurers, the leader is a shield.
A dozen people behind the tower shield, they shot us with a light crossbow. The crossbow shot was accurate and ruthless, and our shield was also unstoppable. The guards in the front row had no time to hide, and died in a blink of an eye. "
The second speaking guard didn't have time to breathe, and some people retorted loudly: "Nonsense, nonsense, you are all nonsense. There are no orcs and adventurers at all, but in fact some powerful wizards.
A necromancer in a black robe burst out like smoke, and rushed to us with a few tall skeleton soldiers. Our people resisted the skeleton soldiers, but were washed away by a giant bear.
Behind the giant bear was a small sorceress holding a handful of gems in her hand. This sorceress was so bad, she looked weak, but when we rushed over, the overwhelming arcane spell came. "
A few guards were snotty and tearful, arguing for the sake of their lives, and stunned Exxon's head.
This is again an orc, an adventurer of different races, a wizard and a druid, and some even say that they saw a dwarf. What kind of hodgepodge team is this?
It's a headache to think about it.
Wait ..., there is only one place in the entire Northland that has such a hodgepodge team. Exxon even encountered it and tasted it awesome.
"A team of adventurers attacking you with a light crossbow?" Exxon seemed to have grasped some important information.
An nodded quickly. "My lord, my lord, I said. The attackers I met were light crossbows. The crossbows they shot were terrible. Our shields could not stop them."
Crossbow arrow?
"Where did you get attacked? What about your companion's body?" Exxon asked, his heart pounding and sweating.
The guard who was questioned glanced around and pointed out the approximate location of his attack yesterday.
Exxon drove away and found several corpses hit by crossbows. He cut the corpse wound with a dagger he wore, and quickly dug out a slender short special crossbow.
This all-metal crossbow is sharp and thin, and even the light crossbow that fires it must be specially made. There is only one family in the whole Northland-Cold Wind City.
Exxon had been hit by such a crossbow, knowing the fierceness of this little thing. He pinched the crossbow and shouted in consternation: "It's Victor Hugo, this is the only thing he can do."
(2 + 2 =? The public account sent a small anti-intellectual video.)