Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales Lollister decided to continue. He believed that Fatso Shi was right about one thing. His convoy was only passing through this area, not trying to fight Count Corbili for the right to rule over this area. Moreover, the convoy was escorted by a well-equipped army. With the strength of our fleet, even Earl Corbili would have to think twice before dealing with us. If he were to fight with us and end up with both sides suffering heavy losses, wouldn't that create an opportunity for the nobles who are hostile to him? I believe that Count Corbili, who wants to become a duke, wouldn't be so unwise.
In fact, if Count Corbili got along with us, it would be very beneficial to him. We could trade weapons and equipment with him, speeding up the process of his consolidation of this area. As for the lives of the other nobles in this area, what does that have to do with us? What kind of person Count Corbili is has nothing to do with us. We're just passing through his territory to the north.
Lollister was convinced by Fatso Shi's words. Bofinger also expressed that with the strength of his family's army, they weren't afraid of the so-called rebel army. Moreover, the rebel army was Count Corbili's enemy. As long as they didn't join forces against the convoy, the family's army was confident that they could protect the convoy.
However, Lollister didn't expect to meet such brutal enemies. They attacked the convoy without even asking questions, which finally angered Lollister.
Lollister's convoy was divided into three parts: the front, the main, and the rear. There were more than a hundred carriages in the front, led by Yuri, a light cavalry scout squad, and a platoon of pikemen. Their mission was to scout the road ahead and the safety of the surroundings, as well as to find a suitable camp for the rest of the convoy and arrange defensive measures.
The main camp had more than six hundred four-wheeled carriages. The soldiers' dependents, equipment, rations, and fodder were all here. Terman's knights, a platoon of crossbowmen, a platoon of heavy armor, a platoon of pikemen, and a hundred and sixty guards of the main camp were the guards.
There were also more than a hundred carriages in the rear, with Dolus's caravan and a company of pikemen serving as the rear. The main reason for this was because the road conditions weren't good. In order to prevent any accidents from happening to the twelve ballistae, they were placed at the back. Once the road was filled with the several hundred carriages of the two battalions, the ballistae would be able to pass smoothly. The task of the rear camp was to collect the men and horses from the first two battalions, as well as the broken carriages. They were also tasked to transport miscellaneous items, such as the items that were taken from Viscount Maister's castle. The two hundred men who were forced to follow the castle were also arranged to stay in the rear camp.
After crossing the mountain ridge that was the boundary of Baron Charles' territory, Lollister ordered the convoy to be on high alert. The first day went smoothly. The caravan traveled over eighty miles, but the spearmen who were on guard at night reported that someone was spying on the caravan camp from afar. Buckingham specifically ordered the crossbowmen to get ready for defense. If anyone entered the Che Ying's cordon and did not heed the warning, they would be immediately shot dead. Fortunately, nothing unforeseen happened that night, and everything was safe and sound.
The next day, after the caravan set off, at noon, Doles, who was in the rear, sent someone to report that there were people following the caravan. Lollister ordered that if the people following the caravan did not have any hostility towards the caravan, then ignore them and allow them to follow.
That day, the caravan traveled over sixty miles.
On the third day, the caravan continued forward. Along the way, they passed by an abandoned town. There were broken walls and burned houses, and some of the walls and ground had dark stains. These were the traces of blood that had coagulated and changed color. Rotting corpses and bones could be seen in the grass at the corners of the walls.
In the afternoon, when the caravan of the main camp passed by a forest, more than a hundred cavalrymen wearing leather armor and brandishing spears suddenly rushed out of the forest and charged straight at the caravan.
The six hundred four-wheeled carriages of the main camp stretched for two to three miles. Lollister was at the front, and when he heard the news, he immediately rushed over with Terman's knights. When they rode up a small hill, they just happened to witness the tragedy in the distance.
This was the middle section of the caravan, and the person in charge of the order and security of the caravan was an old student of the Dawn Academy. When he saw more than a hundred cavalrymen charging at the caravan, he led three people on horseback to meet them. He waved his hand to signal for the horses to stop and not collide with the caravan. If there was anything, they could talk it over. To show their friendliness, he did not even unsheathe his sword, and even told the three followers behind him not to be on guard.
Usually, when faced with such a situation, the other party would stop their galloping mounts and have a leader come up to ask or communicate. After all, the caravan was not their enemy, and there was no need for them to clash with the caravan.
The caravan slowed down, and Lollister heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to urge his horse over, something unexpected happened.
When the caravan was almost in front of the old student, they suddenly heard a whistle, and two flying nets were thrown out from the caravan, binding the old student tightly and pulling him off his horse. More than a hundred horses immediately trampled over the old student's body, trampling him into meat paste. The three followers of the old student were caught off guard and could not react in time, and their bodies were pierced by a few spears …
The caravan burst into cheers, and then more than a hundred people charged into the caravan and started a massacre. There were only a dozen or so spearmen in charge of guarding this part of the caravan, and they were quickly killed by the caravan.
The caravan was in chaos, and a few carriages carrying the families of the soldiers crashed into each other in the chaos. It was even more chaotic, and there were cries and screams everywhere.
A cavalryman grabbed a girl from one of the carriages by her hair and pulled her out of the carriage. After looking at her for a while, he tore off the girl's clothes and threw her to the ground. He also got off his horse and started to take off his pants. He was actually going to do something beastly in front of everyone …
Another cavalryman snatched a baby from the arms of a young mother. The mother panicked and pounced forward to take back her child. The cavalryman laughed and threw the baby to another cavalryman. The other cavalryman stabbed the baby with his spear, and held it on the tip of the spear as he laughed wildly, as if he was very proud of his accuracy. The baby's cries suddenly stopped, and the young mother was stunned, as if she could not believe what had happened in front of her. Only when the cavalryman who snatched the baby reached out to grab her did she come back to her senses. She screamed miserably as she grabbed the cavalryman's hand and bit down. The cavalryman screamed in pain as he raised the spear in his right hand and stabbed the young mother to the ground.
A white-haired old man protected a child behind him. That seemed to be his grandson. A cavalryman rode over and nailed the old man and the child to the ground with his spear. He then pulled out his sword and spurred his horse forward, and the old man's head flew into the air …
More than a hundred cavalrymen wreaked havoc in the caravan, creating a hellish scene …
On top of the small hill, Laurist's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He spurred his horse and rushed down from the hill. His heart was burning with anxiety, and he could not wait to get off his horse and grow wings to fly over.
Laurist left a trail of dust behind him, leaving Terman and the other members of the cavalry far behind. At this time, the caravan also reacted. Bofinger had mobilized the garrison troops and were rushing over here.
Seeing that they were getting closer, Laurist threw his spear. The cavalryman who was trampling the young mother and the cavalryman who was holding the baby's corpse on the tip of his spear were nailed to the ground along with their horses. They could not even scream.
The cavalryman who had taken off his pants had just subdued the struggling girl and was about to enter the port when a javelin flew over and directly took him away from the girl. The javelin flew three to four meters away and pierced half a foot into the ground. The cavalryman grabbed the javelin that had pierced through his chest, twisting and turning on the ground as he spat out blood …
Laurist's horse only had one barrel of javelins. With twelve javelins, twelve cavalrymen met their end. The cavalrymen discovered Laurist, and a few of them charged over …
Laurist pulled out his longsword, and the first cavalryman was sliced into four pieces along with his horse's head. The horse that had lost its neck spurted out blood like a fountain. The two halves of the cavalryman fell to the ground, but he was not dead yet. He let out a tragic cry, and his hands clawed at the ground …
The second cavalryman was shocked by the first cavalryman's miserable state. Before he could react, he had already brushed past Laurist. Laurist's longsword lightly swept past his neck, and his head flew into the air.
The third cavalryman viciously stabbed his spear at Laurist's chest. Laurist's body was twisted into an unimaginable angle on the horse's back, and the spear brushed past Laurist's chest. The two of them brushed past each other, and with a flash of the sword, the third cavalryman fell off his horse while clutching his chest that had been cut open.
The fourth and fifth cavalrymen threw out two flying nets that landed on Laurist. The two were delighted, and just as they were about to pull Laurist off his horse, they heard Laurist shout in a low voice. An irresistible force came from the rope, and the two's ropes wrapped around their wrists. They were directly pulled into the air by the force, and flew towards Laurist. It turned out that Laurist had grabbed the flying nets and used his inner force to reverse the situation and bring the two of them over.
At this moment, the third cavalryman stabbed over. Before the spear that brushed past Laurist's chest could land on the ground, Laurist's right foot left the stirrup, and the falling spear flew up. Laurist caught the spear with his left hand and stabbed it forward, skewering the fourth and fifth cavalrymen who were flying in the air …
In the blink of an eye, five cavalrymen had died. Only then did the cavalrymen realize that a ruthless character had arrived. The leading cavalryman whistled, and dozens of cavalrymen surrounded Laurist. They did not come close, but took advantage of the fact that Laurist's longsword was not long enough. They urged their horses to circle around Laurist, stabbing him with their spears. For a moment, Laurist was forced to block left and right, and he was surrounded …
The sound of hooves thundered. Terman and the knights had arrived, and they crashed into the cavalrymen surrounding Laurist. In a single exchange, more than twenty cavalrymen were stabbed off their horses, while the knights only suffered light injuries due to the defense of their full-body armor. Laurist took advantage of the chaos to snatch a spear, and with a flurry of stabs, another few cavalrymen died under his spear.
There were only about sixty to seventy cavalrymen left from the hundred-strong cavalry. Seeing Laurist and Terman's ferocious charge, they all gathered to fight back. Terman and the knights had long since been angered by the caravan's tragic state. Their eyes were bloodshot as they charged forward with their full-body armor, and soon, the invading cavalrymen were all killed. Laurist now had a longsword in his left hand and a spear in his right. He would charge wherever there were many cavalrymen. At this moment, his murderous nature was aroused, and his attacks were ruthless. Another ten cavalrymen died under his sword and spear.
The screams of men and the screams of their mounts intersected, and soon, the cavalrymen collapsed. They did not expect the caravan to be so powerful. In a short period of time, there were only about twenty to thirty cavalrymen left out of the sixty to seventy cavalrymen. The frightened cavalrymen knew that they had run into a steel plate, and they immediately turned their horses and fled. In the distance, Yuri's light cavalry scouts had already circled over. On the other side, Redi and Padt had brought a few horses with them, following behind Fatty Shi to provide reinforcements.
With a gloomy expression, Laurist jumped off his horse and jumped onto one of the horses that Redi had brought. As he spurred the horse, he instructed Fatty Shi, "You are in charge of cleaning up here. Let Terman's knights assist you."
"Where are you going?" Fatty Shi asked.
Laurist pointed at the backs of the twenty to thirty fleeing cavalrymen, his murderous aura radiating from him. "Chase after them and kill them all! Even if I have to chase them to the ends of the earth, I will kill them all! "
He galloped away.
Fatty Shi scolded Redi and Padt, "Why are you two in a daze? Hurry up and follow them. Bring a few more horses and more javelins. Also, get Yuri's light cavalry to support them as well! "
… …
Laurist did not need to chase them to the ends of the earth. In less than half an hour, the horses of the fleeing cavalrymen began to slow down. The mounts of these cavalrymen were running out of stamina. They could still jog at an average speed, but they could no longer run as fast as they could.
Laurist had just changed to a new mount, so he had plenty of stamina. The distance between him and the fleeing cavalrymen continued to shorten …
The few cavalrymen who were lagging behind turned around and charged forward with their spears. Perhaps they were putting up a final struggle, or perhaps they had not fought against Laurist at the caravan and did not know how powerful he was.
Laurist's new mount had two javelins hanging on its back, but he did not want to use them. He felt that using javelins would be too quick and easy for the beasts in front of him. The images of white-haired heads flying through the air, the despairing young mothers, the babies on the spears, and the corpses strewn all over the caravan flashed before his eyes. Laurist's eyes turned red. These fleeing beasts did not have much horsepower and could not run far. He had plenty of patience. He would make these two-legged beasts regret being born into this world …
"Ah!" The first cavalryman's hands flew into the air, and he fell from his horse to the ground, howling in pain as he struggled. Lollister even carefully leaped over his body to prevent his mount from accidentally stepping on him and giving him a quick death.
"Ouch!" The second cavalryman's spear was knocked away by Laurist. Then, Laurist's spear pierced through his abdomen and lifted him up from his horse. Laurist carefully did not let the cavalryman fall off his spear and stabbed the spear into the ground, letting the cavalryman hang on the spear as he continued to scream in pain … ….
Two cavalrymen attacked from the left and right, their spears stabbing towards Laurist like venomous snakes. Laurist disappeared from his horse in the blink of an eye, and the two spears missed. The two cavalrymen thought that Laurist had fallen off his horse. Just as they were about to look down, a figure flashed, and Laurist reappeared on his horse. A cold light flashed, and the cavalryman on the left was sliced in half at the waist. Amidst the howling, the cavalryman on the right screamed even more miserably. His legs had been chopped off by Laurist, and even his horse had been sliced in half. Horse blood sprayed out, dyeing Laurist and his horse in blood.
The spear in the fifth cavalryman's hand fell to the ground. He sat on his horse, not daring to move. He put his hands together and muttered to Laurist, begging for his life. Laurist's expression did not change. He bent down from his horse and picked up a spear. He urged his horse forward and arrived in front of the fifth cavalryman. He stabbed the spear into his mouth and came out from the back of his head. Since you're begging for mercy, I'll let you die a quick death. The fifth cavalryman's head fell off his horse.
The sixth cavalryman was already frightened when Laurist chopped the two cavalrymen in half. He circled the pier and tried to escape again, but his horse was running slower and slower. It was almost like he was taking a stroll. He soon realized that Laurist was already riding side by side with him. Oh, they were strolling side by side. Laurist even cracked a smile at him, revealing two rows of white teeth on his bloody face. It was a very strange smile. The cavalryman was scared out of his wits, and without hesitation, he raised his spear and stabbed at Laurist.
Laurist reached out and grabbed the spear, pulling the cavalryman along with him. Laurist knocked the back of his head with the hilt of his sword, and the cavalryman lost the strength to resist, collapsing in front of Laurist's saddle. Laurist pulled the flying net from the back of the cavalryman's horse and used a rope to tie a dead knot around the cavalryman's neck. He then threw the cavalryman onto the back of his horse and continued to chase after the dozen or so fleeing two-legged beasts.
Every time the cavalrymen in front fell behind and were caught up, Laurist would use all sorts of cruel methods to torture these cavalrymen to the point where they begged for death. The pitiful state of these fallen cavalrymen frightened the fleeing cavalrymen even more, some even stabbing their knives into the horses' butts to stimulate them to use their last bit of potential to escape.
The cavalryman in front was sitting beside his dead horse. There was a short knife stuck in the horse's butts, and the blood was half-dried. It was obvious that the horse had exhausted its potential and died.
Laurist rode his horse over slowly. The cavalryman behind the horse was already as dead as a doornail. He had been dragged all the way here and had become a mutilated corpse. Laurist had a smile on his face, but he was thinking of a way to kill the cavalryman in front of him. He truly hated these cavalrymen to the core, and did not have the slightest thought of letting these two-legged beasts go.
Seeing Laurist approaching, the cavalryman's face revealed a look of despair. Looking at Laurist's bloodshot eyes, he knew he could not escape. He cursed at Laurist, gritted his teeth, and stabbed his spear into his own chest.
Damn, he still dared to commit suicide. Laurist slashed the dying cavalryman in half, and continued to chase after him.
After turning around the small forest, Laurist discovered a military camp at the foot of the mountain in the distance. The seven or eight cavalrymen in front of him seemed to have suddenly become spirited. They yelled and urged their horses to run towards the camp, occasionally stabbing their horses' butts with their knives …
None of you can escape. Laurist quickened his horse's speed and quickly chased after them …
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