Ainphent glared fiercely at Salin. His family was born in the business world, and he had managed to become a noble. Ainphent hated Bandits from the bottom of his heart.
"Just kidding. Heh, this caravan doesn't look like Qin Yin's."
Ainphent's eyesight was not as good as Sarlin's, but the caravan was getting closer. He could already see the guards at the front.
"Is it the Scochenya Mercenaries? That's weird! "
"What's weird about it?" Sarlin found it strange. The Scochenya Mercenaries could be used in all four empires. Large mercenary groups usually had smaller groups attached to them. In foreign countries, it was these small groups that were active. They could deal with bandits, but it would be difficult for them to pose a threat to the armies of other empires.
The other three empires were not afraid of these small mercenary groups. They could even bring in large amounts of taxes. Qin Yin was in a state of war and would buy large amounts of resources. It was normal for the Scochenya Caravan to appear. At least this meant that the Scochenya Empire had not fallen out with Qin Yin yet.
"It's a rank 8 mercenary group, and it's the main force." Ainphent said uneasily.
"What are you worried about? Even the main force of a rank 8 mercenary group can't cause much trouble."
"Who said that? If they all die in Qin Yin's hands, then there will be trouble with the Scochenya Empire."
Sarlin stopped asking. He immediately understood what Ainphent meant. Scochenya was very important to Qin Yin. If Scochenya and Tanggulas worked together, there would be a huge gap in the northwestern frontline.
In Scochenya, all mercenary groups that owned cities were rank 7 and above. In other words, a rank 7 mercenary group was equivalent to half of Scochenya's regular army.
"You're too sensitive..." Sarlin comforted Ainphent.
"Let's hope so. Why don't we go with these mercenaries? They must be going to Holy Rock City. Such a large caravan must have a huge amount of resources."
"Too slow." Sarlin frowned.
"Don't worry about it. It's good to go with the caravan. As long as we can reach Holy Rock City before the new year. Also, it's safest for you to go during the new year. Even if... "
"Alright." Sarlin did not want to argue with Ainphent. He was a little worried about going to Holy Rock City. His Metatlin City was outside the jurisdiction of Sacred Rock City, and he did not have a justifiable identity. It would be fine if he was Rex's subordinate, but the problem was that he was working with Rex, which meant that he was establishing a country outside of Qin Yin.
Even though he was only a small city lord, it would be troublesome for him to enter the Qin Yin Imperial City without permission.
With such a large caravan, it was a good idea to cover their tracks. Moreover, he had to consolidate his Eye of Lightning skill. If this skill could be upgraded, his badge would be his trump card. Using the Eye of Thunder and Lightning to temporarily paralyze the enemy and then using the badge to release lightning, even a Rank Nine expert would fall for it.
I'll just take it as taking some time to cultivate, Salin comforted himself. He did not wish for a conflict to break out between Scochenya and Qin Yin. Ainphent's worries were not unfounded. As a necromancer, his ability to sense danger was even greater than that of an elemental mage.
The high ground that Salin and the others had chosen was a good place to set up camp. There was even a sentry post under the high ground, and inside the sentry post were five skeleton soldiers. Outside the sentry post, there was a magic alarm. Ordinary thieves would be discovered as soon as they approached.
There was also a large open area under the high ground, suitable for setting up camp. The next city was more than two hundred miles away, and the sky was getting dark. The caravan would definitely not travel at night. Even if there were no thieves here, there would be some magical beasts. Even the lowest level of magical beasts could pose a threat to the workers in the carriage shop.
As expected, when the caravan neared, there were more than twenty people riding fast horses, rushing towards the spring.
Salin's camp was high up and very well hidden, so the knights in the distance did not discover it. Ainphent waved over a bodyguard and gave him a few instructions. The bodyguard pulled the skeleton warhorse over and ran down from the high ground. He did not hide his tracks, and the twenty knights immediately discovered him. They nervously turned their horses around, forming a triangular formation.
Although they were a Rank Eight mercenary group, they had never left Scochenya and were not familiar with the Qin Yin Territory. The sudden appearance of a swordsman on a skeleton warhorse made these mercenaries nervous.
Ainphent's bodyguard approached slowly. He did not take out his weapon and only greeted from afar, "I'm from the Clyde family. May I ask which caravan you are from?"
The Clyde family's business was also quite famous in Scochenya. The twenty mercenaries still did not relax. The leader said, "We're from the Royal Merchant Guild."
The Royal Merchant Guild was also quite famous in Scochenya, but it was not owned by the emperor. Instead, it was the business of some branches of the royal family.
"My master is camping on the mountain. Please come over for a drink." This bodyguard was quite arrogant, but he did not seem to be angry. He only saluted back, "I will tell the leader. Thank you, your master."
The bodyguard nodded, turned his skeleton warhorse around, and slowly galloped back to the high ground. The two exchanged a few words in the common language. Clearly, the other side did not believe this bodyguard. The twenty mercenaries watched the bodyguard leave. One of them said, "Is that a high-level swordsman?"
"No, at most a mid-level swordsman, but he is wearing magic armor."
"Magic armor!"
"Don't be surprised. There are hundreds of times more magicians in Qin Yin than we do. Magic armor is also cheaper there."
"That's still amazing. If only I could get a set of magic armor."
"Don't talk nonsense. What did I tell you before we left? Go check the water source and see if there are any problems. I will report to the leader. "The leader did not look at the water source anymore. Instead, he rode back to the caravan.
On the high ground, eighty undead wolves were crawling in front of the camp's gate. More than forty skeletons were scattered around. Alchemy crossbows were set up at the four corners of the camp. The soldiers were building fires to keep warm and cook. There were only two soldiers standing guard in front of the camp. This was just a rule.
There were three great magicians and a silver sword saint in the camp. There was no point in two guards standing guard.
On the road, the mercenaries drove the carts down and chose a place to set up camp. The mercenaries' choice was very professional. It was close to the water source, but also some distance away. More than a hundred mercenaries went to get water. The laborers in the caravan began to set up tents. Around the camp, there were many wooden stakes. Salin even saw many low-level puppets.
There were more than three hundred carts and five thousand mercenaries. This was a huge team. Salin was sure that even though this caravan was big, it did not need the protection of five thousand mercenaries. Even if this caravan had to pass by Jialoulan, as long as the Tanggulas Empire had not declared war on Scochenya, they would not attack Scochenya's caravan.
This was because the Tanggulas Empire's internal conditions were not as good as Qin Yin's. Their demand for goods was a hundred times greater than Qin Yin's. After offending Scochenya, the Tanggulas Empire would not receive much support in the short term.
When the camp was more or less set up, a hundred mercenaries ran towards the high ground, protecting a few people. More than a hundred fast horses arrived in the blink of an eye. At this time, the sentry post at the bottom of the high ground was also discovered.
The leader of the caravan was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He wore a brocade robe from the Cloud Flow Empire. At his waist was a belt inlaid with jewels. It was not some magical equipment. There was a longsword at his waist. It looked like he was quite skilled. When he galloped on his horse, he did not bring the reins or hold onto the saddle. His body was straight, and his balance was very good.
Seeing the five skeletons at the sentry post, the leader of the caravan was slightly stunned. They actually had a great necromancer? Low-level necromancers would not allow skeletons to roam freely for a long time.
He only froze for a second before returning to normal. He led his men up from the side of the high ground and saw a medium-sized camp in front of them. There were dozens of Undead Wolves lying in front of the camp. These Undead Wolves were of very high level. When they saw people approaching, only two of them jumped up and made threatening gestures.
A soldier walked out and berated the two Undead Wolves a few times. Only then did the two Undead Wolves lie down and continue to look like they were taking a nap.
Seeing the eighty Undead Wolves, the leader of the caravan lost all his arrogance. There was at least a fifth-rank great necromancer in the enemy's camp.
"My master invites you in." The soldier was very respectful. The leader of the caravan dismounted and said with a smile, "Please lead the way."
The mercenary and his two followers also dismounted, and the Undead Wolves immediately stood up. The soldier laughed, "You have brought too many people. Our camp cannot accommodate them all."
The leader of the caravan casually picked ten mercenaries and two followers. They followed the soldier into the camp without saying a word. There were still skeleton soldiers standing blankly in the camp, and dozens of soldiers cooking.
When they came to the door of the barracks, a young voice came from inside, "Please come in. Let the mercenaries eat and serve them well."
The leader of the caravan could only wave his hand and let the ten mercenaries into the camp eat. The soldier who brought them in went to serve them warmly, and the leader of the caravan didn't say anything.
The barracks didn't look small from the outside, but after entering, the leader of the caravan realized that it wasn't that big on the inside. The barracks actually had a mezzanine that could effectively defend against heavy weapons.
Originally, the leader of the caravan was a bit dissatisfied with the Clayde Family. It was very rude to call them over like this, but when he saw the people sitting in front of him, his anger immediately dissipated.
There were three magicians sitting there, two of whom were wearing gray robes. They were great magicians!
"Trish, give the three guests seats," Salin said.
"Yes, my lord." Trish took out three small stools and placed a table in front of the three people.
The leader of the caravan was completely dumbfounded. He originally thought that Trish was a maid, but Trish was able to take things out of thin air. Only a great magician could do that, and this woman was actually the subordinate of a white-robed magician.
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