I am the son of the traveler

Chapter 175
"Keep an eye on Viscount Trollope's cavalry and beat them to death!"

The thieves hiding behind the bushes on the side of the road stared at the approaching caravan, and the leader "Hungry Wolf" Vincent immediately gave orders to his subordinates. In fact, even if he didn't say anything, those thieves would Will do, because the Trollope cavalry have been targeting them and harassing them beyond measure.

Seeing the approaching caravan, the secretly observing bandits subconsciously clenched their javelins or other weapons, and several of them even licked their lips, fully revealing their bloodthirsty side.

Antico, who was walking on the road, was completely unaware of the approaching danger. Just after the convoy entered the ambush circle, a tall tree suddenly fell down on the road a few meters away, hitting the road heavily and destroying a section of the road. Intercepted, the sudden movement startled the horses in the caravan to stop and neigh.

Looking at the fallen tree blocking the road, Antigonus suddenly realized something. Just as he stretched out his hand to the saber at his waist, he heard a shout of killing from behind the bushes on the side of the road, followed by several A javelin shot through the bushes and flew towards the caravan.Under the frightened gaze of Antigonus, several javelins accurately hit the cavalry of Viscount Trollope on the horse and the coachman sitting in the carriage. Those who were shot by the javelins screamed and fell off their horses.

Antigonus was shocked, and quickly got off his horse and hid on the side where there was no enemy. He saw that the Trollope cavalry who were shot by the javelins did not die immediately like the coachman because they were protected by armor. On the ground, he struggled to hold his javelin, and groaned in pain.

"Enemy attack!"

"There are robbers!"

After Antigonus jumped off his horse, the screams of the Aetolian soldiers immediately rang out in the caravan. These new medium-sized infantrymen equipped with kite-shaped shields and spears showed their strength immediately after the attack. With extremely high combat literacy, he relied on the carriage as a cover, held his shield in front of him, and watched vigilantly at the robber's figure flashing out from behind the bushes.

Eratosthenes, Agnes, and Oliver also immediately jumped off their horses and hid on the side of the horses. They all held a sharp sword in their hands and made gestures of preparing for battle. Oliver's face was still With a nervous look.

"Look at Hall and the others!" Although he was nervous, Oliver was still able to order his cavalry to check on the injured comrades. After hearing the order, several people rushed to the side of the fallen cavalry to check. After a while, one of the young cavalrymen shouted: "Master, Varen, Varen is dead!"

Although the other cavalrymen did not die, they were more or less injured, as long as they were dealt with in time, but the enemy was still hiding behind the bushes and throwing javelins at them, and there was no way to take the wounded away.

boom!
A javelin flew over the face of an Aetolian soldier, and hit the wooden frame of the carriage. The flying sawdust rubbed his skin sorely. Before the soldier had time to thank the gods for protection, a javelin It flew towards him and directly hit the shield in his hand. The gravity from the shield made the soldier back a few steps. Before he could stand still, he saw dozens of waving soldiers rushing out of the bushes. man with arms.

"They rushed out!"

The soldier yelled loudly, and at the same time moved closer to his comrades in arms, trying to form a defensive formation, but the robber group would not give them a chance, and the tall men who were running raised their hatchets above their heads, Then it threw it towards the Aetolian soldiers in the formation——

The next moment, several hatchets rolled and fell into the crowd. Several unlucky soldiers were hit by the hatchets and fell to the ground screaming. One of them was even shot in the face by the hatchet, and blood gushed out immediately. There is no help.

"defense!"

Eratosthenes yelled loudly, and rushed up with his round shield and short sword, fighting side by side with his brothers. Oliver and Antigonus nodded, and also shouted to order his subordinates to mount their horses and prepare to meet the enemy However, just as they got on the horse, the robber javeliner who had been staring at them for a long time threw the javelin in his hand. Antigonus just saw this scene, and quickly pulled Oliver off the horse. The latter hadn't reacted yet. He fell down, but the two cavalrymen under him were hit.

"Damn!"

Seeing that he had lost two more precious cavalrymen, Oliver was furious, got on his horse again, and shouted at the surviving cavalrymen: "Chase those mud-legged men! Let them pay the price!"

Trollope's cavalry leader who received the order roared away and killed the robbers hiding behind the bushes. Seeing this, the robbers turned and fled calmly, leading the angry cavalry into the complex terrain. forest.Oliver didn't know that he was about to be led into a trap. He ignored Antigonus' cry and led the cavalry into the woods.

Seeing that no one cared about this side, Agnes said: "Your Majesty, find a place to hide for a while, and come out after the attackers are cleaned up."

"What about you?" Antigonus asked back. He glanced at the fighting battlefield at the same time. The number of attackers was obviously higher than that of the caravan guards, and some of them even performed better than the caravan guards. The latter retreated steadily.

"I'll help them," Agnes replied, noticing this too.

"No, I'll go with you." Antigonus grabbed him and said, and then without giving him a chance to refute, he grabbed the sword and rushed forward. Although Angnis was helpless when he saw this, he didn't The only way to bring him back is to follow Antigonus and join the battle group.

Seeing someone joining the battle, the attackers separated into several men and rushed towards Antigonus and the two. Antigonus, who was at the front, did not panic at all. He held the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand and turned to avoid the long sword thrust by the bandit. Spear, his left hand grasped the spear body that had not been withdrawn at the same time. He slashed hard with the dagger, cutting off the robber's right hand. He grabbed the spear, then raised the spear above his head and threw it at the other robber. In the past, although he was dodged by the opponent, he successfully created an opportunity for Angnis to stab the robber in the chest with his sword.

Antigon glanced at the bandit who was kneeling on the ground clutching his broken wrist and screaming, but he still didn't let him go. He walked around behind the bandit, stretched out his dagger from behind and slashed his neck, blood spurted out immediately , The piercing screams turned into the roaring sounds that continuously emanated from the cross-section of the trachea.

"Fight! Fight!"

The shouts of Aetolian soldiers sounded from the center of the battlefield, and Antigonus subconsciously followed the sound. The robbers' attack had already weakened, and it seemed that they were not far from defeat.

However, God seemed to have played a little joke on the caravan soldiers. At this moment, a group of new armed robbers suddenly appeared from behind them. Vincent's subordinates in the melee saw Glancing at the bandits who suddenly appeared, they shouted in surprise, "It's Taylor's men! Our reinforcements are here!"

As soon as they heard that the enemy had reinforcements, the morale of the Aetolian caravan guards who were fighting was suddenly low. Those cavalrymen of Viscount Trollope who were injured and did not leave showed panic expressions after hearing Taylor's name. The Taylor gang was also active. The bandit group in this area is composed of local people, so their number is more than that of the Vincent bandit group who came in from other places, and it is also an old problem for the local nobles.

They should have no intersection at all, but now that the Taylor gang actually appeared here, the Trollope cavalry only felt a burst of fear. They struggled to get up and escape here on their horses, but the robbers of the Taylor gang The soldiers had been eyeing them a long time ago, and rushed up to kill these wounded cavalrymen, stripped off their armor, and took them away together with their horses.

Antigonus and Agnes glanced at each other, knowing that it was not a good idea to stay, so they turned around and ran to an unattended carriage, cut the ropes that tied the horses with their swords, and Antigonus got on the horses in a few steps. He wanted Agnes to follow him, but a few robbers surrounded them to stop them. Before Antigonus could speak, Agnes spoke first.

"Your Majesty, you go first, I will delay them."

"What should you do?" Antigonus asked, grabbing the horse's reins.

"I'll find a way to get out later." Agnes replied. Seeing the robbers getting closer, he didn't care about offending him. He slapped the horse's buttocks. The horse was frightened and hissed. He rushed out. Without a saddle and stirrups, Antigonus could only stick his body on the horse's back as much as possible so that he would not be thrown off the horse due to the bumps. He turned his head to look at Agnes behind him with difficulty. , this loyal and dedicated captain of the guard has been fighting with the robbers...

"Damn!"

Antigonus cursed, while following the horse's gallop, he ran further and further away.

……

That night.

Antigonus, who was sitting alone under a tree, looked at the burning fire in front of him, expressionless.

After escaping from the battlefield, he followed the pack horse into a small forest that he didn't even know where it was. Maybe the pack horse was tired from running, so he finally got off the horse and let his tortured buttocks rest.

Fortunately, in his previous life, when he was bored studying in the police academy, he learned the knowledge of survival in the wild from his roommates, so he was able to raise a fire with only a Siphus dagger and protect himself in this dangerous and unfamiliar wilderness.

There was a faint smell of meat floating in the air. Antico glanced at the red-roasted fish on the fire, but his stomach rumbled unconsciously. This fish was still not far away from him. I saw it inadvertently in a small stream, and I caught a broad-finned mullet a little bigger than his palm after exhausting the method of stacking stone walls.

Speaking of this, I have to name and praise a certain wilderness survival expert named Grylls. If he didn't often watch his shows, Antigonus might not know this method.

While fiddling with the fire, Antigonus couldn't help but think of Agnes, and he didn't know what was going on with him now. If Agnes hadn't risked his life, he would either be a cold corpse on the ground, or be killed by those gangsters. The robber was caught and sold as a slave, even if he was the king of Macedon, he would not be spared.

"Ugh."

Antigonus sighed again. He raised his head and glanced at the packhorse tied to the tree trunk a few steps away. Now, all he had left was the packhorse and a Seaforth dagger.

Well, he doesn't even carry money with him.

At this moment, Antigonus suddenly heard a slight voice not far away. He turned his head vigilantly, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword in the scabbard, and then slowly stood up, facing the He walked in the direction where the voice sounded, and drew out the saber at his waist while walking, and when he reached the bushes, all of Siforth's daggers had been drawn out.

"who is it?"

He opened his mouth and asked, pushing aside the bushes. After he pushed aside, there was nothing outside the bushes. Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he might have heard wrongly, so he turned around and prepared to go back and sit down.

But the moment he turned around, he saw an arrow with an iron point stop only a few centimeters away from his throat. Following the arrow, Antigonus saw a man in animal skin The woman in the overcoat, the bowstring in her hand was drawn, and the deadly arrow was about to be released.

"lay down your weapon."

The woman spoke, and her voice was a bit rough, not to say unpleasant. Antigonus was slightly stunned, knowing that if he disobeyed, the arrow might shoot into his throat at any time, so he slowly put down the Seaforth dagger and raised his hands. He raised his head to indicate that he had no weapons.

"Where are you from?" the woman asked again.

"I'm from the Kingdom of Macedonia." Antigonus swallowed and replied.

The feeling of being pointed at by an arrow made him feel bad, which was the same as being pointed at by a gun.

"From the Kingdom of Macedonia?" The woman had a puzzled expression on her face. She looked Antigonus up and down, and saw that although his body was stained with blood, his dressing style was indeed not that of the Calanteans. There was no difference among the Macedonians, so they believed it a little.

But even so, she still didn't put down her bow, but continued to ask: "Then what's the matter with the blood on your body?"

As she spoke, her arrow slackened a little, pointing at the frozen blood on Antigonus's robe.

"Our caravan was attacked by bandits," Antigonus answered honestly, "I escaped on horseback."

"Bandit? You mean 'Hungry Wolf' Vincent?"

"Yes." Antico nodded, and added: "If I heard correctly, there is also a bandit group led by a man named Taylor."

"Then you are really lucky." The woman said, she put down her bow at the same time, retracted her arrow, and then stretched out her hand to Antigonus, saying, "My name is Beverly, and I am the daughter of a hunter nearby."

Antico glanced at her callused hand, stretched out his hand, and said, "My name is Antico, and I come from Pella, the capital of the Kingdom of Macedonia."

"Oh, you are actually from the capital." Beverly said as she retracted her hand, walked to the fire and sat down, "No wonder you don't look like an ordinary person to me."

"Can you still see this?" Antico asked, also sitting in the same position as before.

Beverly raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course. What we are best at is identifying each other's general identity within a short time after meeting. Otherwise, if we accidentally mess with someone we shouldn't mess with, we'll be doomed."

When she was talking, Antigonus could see her face clearly through the light from the fire.Like most low-level civilians, she has rough skin, which may be a little dark because of the wind and sun all year round, and the blue eyes are particularly conspicuous in a pair of big, energetic eyes. Some cracking due to lack of water.

(End of this chapter)