26th of September. Dawn.
The Kitt Trading Company's convoy slowly drove out of Cobb Forest. The four carriages maintained their original formation. The mercenaries and undead dressed as servants looked at the city walls of Hollier that looked like a giant beast crawling in the distance. Their relaxed expressions gradually became serious.
Derby's bald head was very obvious in the dim light. He was running back and forth, constantly receiving information from the scouts. Even though he acted lowly in front of Magda, it didn't mean that he was just a simple lackey. In fact, if Magda didn't participate in the mission under Ansadin's request, this powerful assassin would have enough strength to assassinate Angmar.
But now that Magda, who was three to four ranks higher than him, was involved, Derby was actually glad that this mission was the least risky one in decades.
"Lord Derby, the curfew in Hollier has just been lifted, but only the west gate is open. After asking around, it has been like this for the past three days. It's the same as before."
"Got it."
Magda sat in the carriage with her eyes closed. She wasn't surprised by this news at all. Derby was relieved after getting the confirmation. He waved his hand at his subordinates and said: "Go straight to the west gate."
"Yes, Lord."
The convoy turned, and after a few minutes, the sound of the carriages moving closer to the tall city walls became louder. Derby looked around. Not far away, there were three soldiers standing guard in front of the opened city gate. The torches used to light the way were stuck on the wall, and it seemed like they were burning for a long time. The stench of horse dung wafted over from the relay station near the city gate. Farmers who were rushing to the market from the nearby villages were passing through the city gate. Occasionally, there would be a few unfamiliar faces that the soldiers would clamorously drag them away to pay a few copper coins as a tax before they were allowed to pass …
Everything in front of him was no different from what he imagined. Even with Derby's sharp observation skills, he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary here.
"Lord Magda …"
"You don't have to ask me about this kind of thing. It's just a small matter. The sooner we enter the city, the sooner we can finish it."
A cold and emotionless voice came from the carriage. Although he could not tell what the tone was, the faint sense of reprimand still made Derby slightly nervous. He wanted to end the mission as soon as possible, so he hurriedly increased the speed of the team.
"The one in front! Where did he come from? Is it a caravan? "
When the large group approached the city gate, they immediately attracted the attention of a soldier at the gate. The soldier's words made Derby feel more at ease. He replied in an accent unique to the northwest of the kingdom, "We are from the Kit Trading Company!"
"The caravan, stop! Don't squeeze in all at once! Do you have a letter of recommendation from the Chamber of Commerce? "
The soldier walked over with light steps, swaying back and forth. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a third-rate soldier who was trying to steal the army's pay. But Derby knew that this person was the most difficult to deal with. He quickly dismounted and politely took out three silver coins and handed them to the soldier along with the letter of recommendation.
The soldier weighed the letter in his hand, and his greedy eyes immediately lit up. He nodded and patted Derby's shoulder, saying, "The letter is fine. I will let you go immediately. However, the Duke has given strict orders for the past three days. You should know that …"
"I know, I know …"
De Bi shoved another three silver coins into the man's hand, and the man immediately beamed with joy, making an expression that said 'you're very smart'. He then turned around and shouted towards the city gate, "Hey hey hey, make way for this team! Sodelor! Ruger! Go chase away those who don't have eyes on the road! "
"Thank you for your care!"
Just as Derby was about to let the group in, he turned around and saw that the soldier was looking at the carriage. He quickly explained, "That is the vice president of our Chamber of Commerce … He has a strange temper, and I have been scolded quite a bit along the way. You see …"
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just curious."
The soldier waved his hand and pointed towards the city gate, "That's right, there is an award ceremony for the Lord today. The army has cordoned off some of the streets, and some of the roads are impassable. I will go to the front and point the way for your men to avoid trouble —"
"Then I will be very grateful!"
After a few false pleasantries, Derby felt that these humans were really greedy. Throwing a few silver coins at them and they turned into two completely different people … If he threw a few hundred gold coins, would this guy be willing to sell his life for him?
His ridiculous thoughts made him laugh out loud, but the soldier who was leading the way didn't notice his contemptuous chuckle. Derby looked up at the tall city walls and peaceful streets, and couldn't help but think of the consequences of the assassination of the Duke …
The city would probably be in chaos for a few days. Those weak humans were really fragile.
The group didn't show any abnormalities from beginning to end, and the originally silent mercenaries were now chatting casually. After slowly passing through the city gate, the entire group turned into a slightly narrow street under the lead of the soldier.
Derby looked around. Because it was only dawn, there were very few people on the road, and because the soldier had chased them away just now, the merchant group was almost completely empty. The windows and doors of the houses on both sides were tightly shut, and only the guy leading the way and his two other companions, 'Sodelor' and 'Ruger', were in his field of vision.
With Derby's sharp hearing, he could vaguely hear the sound of many hooves and footsteps in the distance. But the guy in front also said that it was Duke's preparation for the award ceremony, and it had nothing to do with him at all …
Derby, who had been led astray by his habitual thinking, would never have thought that everything was just a facade created by the soldier in front of him.
Roddy looked back at the group behind him. The names above their heads were all orange-red, and the leader's was even bright-red. So from the moment they appeared, Roddy was basically sure that they were undead assassins!
When unprepared, it would be difficult for a human to detect a camouflaged revenant like Myr. However, if one were to look for them with suspicion, the camouflage was not completely flawless. Rody, who had the 'Sensitive Environment' combat mode, had already confirmed after a few minutes of monitoring that the people in front of him were not breathing at all.
After roughly calculating the levels and numbers of these people, Rody smiled and chatted with the mercenaries in front of him. However, his feet did not stop for even a moment as he led them to the prepared path. He glanced at Sodelor and Lu Ge in the distance, who had a slightly stern expression. He quietly made a 'confirming identity' gesture and then stopped walking. "Everyone, just continue forward. I will lead the way here."
"Thank you very much!"
Derby smiled and greeted Roddy, and then continued forward with the group. Roddy swaggered past the group, and then jogged into the distance and shouted, "Go back, go back, see if there's any tax evasion! Lord Duke's orders can't be neglected! "
To the bystanders, this was a very natural sentence, but Sodelor, who was a hundred meters away, immediately picked up the bow beside him, nocked an arrow, and shot it into the sky!
A sharp whistle immediately resounded in the deserted street, causing Derby and the caravan to turn their heads.
"What's going on …"
Derby, who was riding on his horse, didn't understand what this meant. But in the next moment, the sudden sound of footsteps made him feel that something was wrong. Coincidentally, at this moment, the mercenary in front of the group looked at the road after a turn and suddenly shouted, "My Lord! In front of us is … a dead end! "
"What did you say?!"
Derby suddenly pulled the reins, and then heard a muffled sound in the distance. He turned his head and saw that the West City Gate had actually … closed!
"Not good!"
He immediately cursed and jumped off his horse. At the same time, the originally closed doors and windows suddenly opened, and at least fifty short bows were nocked and aimed at his group.
"Fire!"
"Damn —"
He only had time to jump off his horse, and then he heard the whooshing sound of a large number of arrows whizzing past his ears. The sound of bodies, wooden carriages, and stone roads being hit by metal arrows suddenly rang out!
Although all the members were undead spirits that could ignore pain and damage, the arrows that were equipped with heavy armor-piercing arrowheads still caused them great damage. Seven or eight of them even fell to the ground after being hit by these arrows and were unable to get up.
This was only the first wave of arrows. The second and third wave came almost within a second. Obviously, there were at least two groups of archers. In just a short span of four seconds, the caravan of thirty people had been poured with more than two hundred arrows. The entire caravan could be said to be drowned in this terrifying rain of arrows.
Most of the undead who hurriedly pulled out their swords to counterattack were directly shot into the shape of porcupines. Because of the terrain, most of them didn't even have a place to hide. They could only watch helplessly as the arrows shot from all directions pierced their bodies …
These undead weren't weak. Apart from Derby, the rest of the undead were above the basic level of 15. Among them, there were even four who had advanced profession level 5. If it was in the past, they would be tyrannical characters that ordinary soldiers couldn't handle. But war wasn't a one-on-one duel. From the beginning, Roddy didn't intend to talk about "morality". At this time, it was completely a human wave tactic to directly block the enemy!
Hiding in the gap between the horse and the carriage, Derby immediately understood that he had been tricked. He wanted to curse and resist, but under such suppressive firepower, even he couldn't go out and resist. But just as the rain of arrows gradually weakened, he shouted: "Leave this place!"
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