The caravan was led by Sharman's guards, all of whom were light armoured knights. Everyone in the caravan had a horse. Even though the servants weren't riding warhorses, their speed wasn't slow either.
The bandits watching from afar realized that their target wasn't defending the town, but had instead rushed out. They were instantly put in a difficult position.
The person who hired them wanted them to trap the caravan in Trensu, but the bandits hadn't gathered enough people yet. Their target didn't defend the town as they had expected, but left immediately. The bandits had no choice but to bite the bullet.
The bandits on the east and west sides gathered more than 100 cavalrymen and followed them. They didn't dare to stop them from the front. They didn't have enough people. The enemy had more than 300 soldiers in metal armour. Most of the bandits wore cloth armour. Even their leather armour was pitifully small.
However, among the 100 or so bandits, five wielded Alchemy Crossbows. These crossbows were given to them by the person who hired them. The crossbows had the Qinyin Empire's military code on them.
The five Thieves chased after Nie Yan, but when they were 300 metres away, they still hadn't aimed their crossbows at him. Even though the crossbows had a range of 500 metres, they were too weak. They still had to aim, and the five bandits couldn't see that far.
Fifty of Ainphent's bodyguards turned around and fired their crossbows at the same time. Within 300 metres, the crossbows could pierce through metal armour. The five bandits were wearing leather armour, and a dozen holes were instantly pierced through. Even though Ainphent's bodyguards weren't very accurate, they still managed to hit a third of their targets.
"Alchemy crossbows!" the bandits yelled in panic. They reined in their horses!
The bandits didn't expect the other party to have crossbows. Since they were a legitimate caravan, if they were reported, they would be sued. As soon as they stopped, hundreds of zombie soldiers rushed out of the forest on both sides of the road and pounced on the bandits on horseback.
Ainphent's plan was extremely meticulous. Last night, he had ambushed the zombie soldiers outside the town. The bandits had come from the east and west sides of the town, so they didn't notice the ambush at all. The zombie soldiers didn't breathe either. No matter how many mosquitoes bit them, they wouldn't budge. Hiding in the piles of rotten leaves, the bandits had no way of discovering them.
The originally slow zombie soldiers' eyes suddenly turned purple. Their movement speed increased tenfold, and they pounced on the bandits like lightning, tearing at them with their nails.
The berserk zombie soldiers were even stronger than swordmasters. The bandits panicked and wanted to escape, not even thinking about fighting back.
It wasn't wise to fight a group of corpses. The problem was that these berserk Corpse Soldiers could catch up to horses that hadn't accelerated yet even with their two legs. The Thieves were caught up one by one and dragged off their horses. On average, there were three Corpse Soldiers against one Thief. In the blink of an eye, these Thieves were all torn to pieces.
These Corpse Soldiers were too far away from Ainphent and had lost the ability to command them. They could only fight on instinct. After killing the mounted Bandits, the Corpse Soldiers charged toward the town of Trensu, followed by the Bandits who were on foot.
The Thieves chasing after them were already having a hard time chasing after them. They were desperately trying to move forward on their own two legs. When they encountered the Berserk Corpse Soldiers, they were immediately scattered.
In fact, these berserk Corpse Soldiers had many weaknesses. First of all, they were not equipped with armor, so their bodies were not as strong as human swordsmen. Another point was that these Corpse Soldiers relied on their instincts to fight without the command of a Necromancer. They couldn't retain the fighting skills they had when they were alive, so their fighting style was very crude.
But these zombie soldiers looked ferocious and were covered in blood. They looked disgusting and terrifying at a glance. The only weapon they had evolved were the long nails on their hands. These nails were extremely sharp and could easily cut through leather armor, but it was difficult to deal with iron armor.
If the zombie soldiers wore armor, they could only fight a regular army under the command of a necromancer. Fortunately, the enemy was organized and undisciplined bandits. Seeing the terrifying zombie soldiers, they immediately panicked.
The braver bandits slashed at the zombie soldiers, but the zombie soldiers didn't dodge. They let the bandits cut their faces in two, and then scratched at the bandits' faces.
The zombie soldiers' nails and corpse fluids were highly toxic. When they sprayed out, several bandits fell, wailing.
If there was a necromancer nearby, the zombie soldiers could self-destruct. Within a radius of a dozen meters, anyone who was sprayed by the corpse fluids would be poisoned. Without a fifth-level mage or above, there was no way to save them. Unless they wore fully-enclosed heavy armor, there was no other way to defend themselves.
Necromancers had many similar ways of fighting, giving their enemies a headache on the battlefield.
Fully-Enclosed armor was expensive to build, and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Bandits were all poor, so they didn't have money like Rex. The lowest mark of a baron in the empire was to have a senior swordsman as a bodyguard, and this senior swordsman wore fully-enclosed metal armor.
The bandits without horses were killed by the berserk zombie soldiers. In the end, none of them escaped. The berserk zombie soldiers were almost exhausted and slowed down. Before they could return to Trensu, they all fell to the ground and broke apart from the inside, turning into piles of minced meat.
Ainphent's order was to kill their way back to Trensu. Unfortunately, the zombie soldiers created in haste weren't strong enough. After the fierce battle, they couldn't even keep their bodies intact.
There were still over three hundred bandits in Trensu who hadn't caught up. Seeing the zombie soldiers in the distance fall, their faces all turned pale. Some even began to vomit.
In Salin's carriage, Ainphent held a huge crystal ball with both hands. When the black spots in the crystal ball disappeared one by one, Salin put it away and said, "We're safe for now."
"Brother Ainphent, you're amazing!" Sharman stared at him with wide eyes. Ainphent didn't reply.
Salin smiled. "They're stupid to want to deal with necromancers with their advantage in numbers."
Trish watched from beside Salin and didn't think much of it. Those zombie soldiers were useless against demons. Demons weren't afraid of the venom. If he had a few hundred little demons, he could kill tens of thousands of zombie soldiers.
Sue didn't think much of the undead. The battle was short, and the venom could be dispersed by sword aura. A silver sword saint could even resist magic in battle, let alone a venom spray that didn't have much attack power.
Ainphent finally felt proud. "I thought there would be an ambush ahead. It seems that the bandits formed a temporary group. If there weren't three or five thousand people, I could deal with such an attack alone. "
Salin said, "I'm afraid the real manipulator behind the scenes won't come out after what you did."
Ainphent thought to himself, It's your idea. With Sharman around, they couldn't do anything too dangerous. They had to intimidate the enemy first. Things would be easier after they gathered a large force and occupied Trensu.
"Eh?" Sharman's ears suddenly pricked up. Her little ears could still move freely, as if she heard something.
"It's a powerful guy. Master … "
Sue also heard the hoofbeats. Both he and Sharman were sword saints, so they could roughly estimate the enemy's strength from the hoofbeats. There were three horses in total, and they were already at the end of the group.
Sharman's mouth moved, but she didn't call out to the mage in front. She also had a great mage with her, but she wasn't with her. Nania, the great mage, was also in the carriage. Sharman thought that Salin would let Nania and Sue deal with the three guys who sounded difficult to deal with.
"Don't bother. It's just three sword saints." Salin waved his hand. Sue relaxed and leaned her back against the soft cushion.
As expected, the hoofbeats stopped a few seconds later. A few arrows from Ainphent's bodyguards were enough to scare off the strongest of the three Thieves.
Fifty alchemy crossbows weren't a joke. The attack range of a sword saint didn't increase, and they had to be within ten meters to be safe. The enemy actually had so many alchemy crossbows, so they had to be accurate within a hundred meters.
The three thief leaders looked at each other. They rushed over in a hurry and saw the corpses on the ground. Originally, they had chased after them angrily. They didn't care about a necromancer, and it was easy for three sword saints to deal with a necromancer.
Who knew that the enemy would have so many alchemy crossbows? The attacks of the alchemy crossbows couldn't be blocked by sword aura within fifty meters.
"Damn it! Who gave you this information! "One of the thief leaders cursed. The enemy not only had a powerful necromancer, but also so many alchemy crossbows. How could they fight? Unless they had a regular army, it was impossible to deal with them with a motley crew. The three of them rushed over and didn't even change into shields and armor. They were still wearing leather armor.
Even with shields, they couldn't protect their horses and couldn't catch up to the enemy.
A silver-beaked raven flew away leisurely above the three thief leaders' heads. A few minutes later, the raven flew to Salin's carriage and alighted.
Ainphent opened the window, and the raven flew in. It jumped onto his palm and cawed.
Ainphent listened for a while and said, "So there's someone behind them. Unfortunately, the undead can only relay information and can't know their accent." Ainphent repeated the information the raven had heard.
"Let's go around the next town and set up camp in the wilderness." Salin smiled. Their speed was faster than the enemy's imagination, so the enemy couldn't organize an effective attack. They didn't even have enough people.
Another fifty kilometers would make the enemy lose their ability to judge. If the next town was also controlled by the enemy, it was better to set up camp in the wilderness. At least the enemy would be exposed.
Pestering and harassing the caravan didn't work. The thieves couldn't catch up to the caravan, so they simply retreated. The caravan sped up. The road here was Qin Yin's regular road, and the carriages were pulled by skeleton horses. In the afternoon, they arrived at another town.
This town still didn't have a garrison, but there was a Phoenix tax officer at the gate. Seeing the skeleton soldiers in the caravan, he pretended not to see the caravan and let them pass. The caravan passed through the town and didn't stop. They continued on their way. By nightfall, they had traveled another fifty kilometers.
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