I am the son of the traveler

Chapter 185 Vincent's Death

"Damn Macedonians, actually dare to come at me!"

A few days later, after learning the news that Antigonus led the mercenary group into Trollope, "Hungry Wolf" Vincent became furious and kicked over the wooden table in front of him, scaring the minions below. He had to dare to look down at his feet, hold his breath, and try to reduce his sense of existence, for fear of accidentally attracting Vincent's attention, and then being caught by him to vent his anger.

"Chief, should we run?" Vincent's deputy boldly asked.

"Run, where should we run?" Vincent asked, "We can't go to Dunla, let alone Crudsey in the south, where the kingdom's border troops are stationed."

"Otherwise, let's stop the activities first and wait for the limelight to pass." The deputy suggested that their camp is located in the vast forest. As long as they don't take the initiative to reveal their whereabouts, it is generally difficult for outsiders to find them.

"It's a good idea, but I think we should do a warehouse inventory."

As Vincent spoke, he called for the subordinates who were in charge of the warehouse.

"You will go to check the inventory in the warehouse later, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, understand?" he said.

"Yes, I understand, chief." The leader who manages the warehouse replied,
Although he said he understood, in fact, when he came back to report after checking the warehouse, the answer he gave made Vincent extremely dissatisfied.

"What? Didn't we grab a lot of orders before? Why are there only so few left?"

After listening to the little boss's report, Vincent jumped into a rage and cursed loudly. If he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he would definitely smash the head of the boss in front of him with a wave.

However, no matter how angry Vincent was, he couldn't change the reality of the shortage of inventory. He looked at the trembling little boss below, curled his lips in disdain, waved him to get out, and then continued to face the others. Said.

"It looks like we can't live here anymore. Let the minions clean up first, wait and see for a while and wait for those damn bounty hunters to turn their attention to other places before we act."

……

While Vincent was facing a formidable enemy, Antigonus led the mercenary group into the Trollope Territory. He first led the cavalry to find the place where the caravan was attacked based on his memory, and returned to his hometown. This young man The Macedonian king was a little distracted.

There are no traces of battle on the road, and I don't know what happened to the corpses of those soldiers who slept here. I don't know whether they were stripped naked by robbers and thrown into the wild to be eaten by wild animals, or were well-meaning. Passers-by havetily buried them.Looking at the dense forest around him, Antigonus had an impulse, as if Agnes would rush out from a certain corner in the next second, and shouted to him in an excited tone: "Your Majesty, we are finally reunited!"

It's a pity that Antigonus stayed here for more than ten minutes, but Agnes still didn't show up. He could only leave here with the cavalry regrettably and join the large army.

What he didn't know was that after he left, looking at the back of the cavalry, several people with weapons emerged from the bushes. They looked at each other, and one of them said, "What are they looking at?"

"I don't know, but I think we should go back and report to the leader." Another minion replied.After he finished speaking, several people looked at each other again, and when they had an answer, they turned around and went back to the bushes.

After rejoining the large army, Antigon went directly to Trop City, the capital of Tropland. Before he arrived, the Viscount, who had already received the news, came to greet him in person.

Felton, Viscount Trollope, is a vigorous middle-aged nobleman. His chin has obviously been groomed not long ago, and the blue stubble is still visible. He is not wearing a helmet, so Antigonus can see his other side. The golden curly hair even reflected dazzling spots under the sunlight.Antigonus couldn't tell whether he was wearing armor or not. The burqa with the family crest on it wrapped his whole body, a leather belt tied around his waist, and a jewel-decorated sword sheath hung from one side.

Antico rode out, took the initiative to meet Viscount Felton, and stopped less than two meters away from him. His eyes also scanned behind the Viscount, but he didn't see Oliver.

His heart tightened unnaturally, Antigonus took a breath, then let it out slowly, first saluted, and then greeted Viscount Felton in a calm tone: "Dear Viscount, it is a great honor to receive Your personal welcome."

"Compared to Your Excellency's initiative to contribute to suppress bandits, I am nothing worth mentioning." Viscount Felton said gently with a smile on his face, "Then, Your Excellency, what should I call you?"

"My name is Antigonus, Your Excellency the Viscount." Antigonus replied, and then, he changed the topic and continued: "I once talked with your heir Oliver, before I was attacked by robbers."

The viscount was taken aback when he heard the words. He looked at Antigonus's appearance, which was obviously different from that of the Cattelans, and remembered something. He said with a regretful tone, "I'm sorry, the bandits are so rampant, that I've been to you for a while. There is nothing we can do about the suffering we have suffered, we can only express regret.”

"I understand, Your Excellency the Viscount." Antico expressed his understanding, and he didn't come to settle accounts with Viscount Felton.

Seeing that Antico didn't intend to pursue the matter, the Viscount secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Now Antico, a big boss, voluntarily suppressed the bandits at his own expense. The banditry in his territory is extremely serious. The robbers are left alone.

Antigonus didn't notice the viscount's movements, so he asked again, "Your Excellency, where is Oliver?"

"Oliver is still in Trope. Since the last attack, I have banned him from going out. If he knows you are fine, he will be very happy."

"..."

……

The mercenary group under Antigon finally stationed outside the city of Trope, which was also at the strong request of Antigon, because Antigon couldn't think of any other better place except there.In Trope, Viscount Felton held a small-scale welcome banquet for Antigonus. Apart from the Viscount's family, there were also other prominent dignitaries in the town who attended the banquet.

After seeing Antigonus, Oliver was so startled that his eyeballs almost fell out, he didn't care about his father beside him, he rushed up to grab Antigonus and asked him questions, and when he learned that Agnes was desperately covering him to break through At that time, Oliver shared the same hatred with the enemy, and also felt deeply annoyed, regretting why he led the cavalry to pursue hastily; and after hearing Antigon's story about meeting the Orion family led by Dunla, he was grateful again, and expressed his gratitude for Antigon's kindness. Luck; when Antigonus told about his experience of participating in the war between Dunla and Gol, he was also immersed in it, admiring Antigonus' bravery in battle...

After talking about his arrival in Bulllap City, Antico deliberately concealed the details related to the office, and changed it to the fact that his family provided funds for him to avenge the attack in the business firm established in the capital of Catalan. Although Oliver did not He fully believed that Antigonus's family was so powerful, but he still did not refute and criticize. His father, Viscount Felton, did not participate in the discussion. He took his wife to sit on the main seat and talked with the people sitting next to him.

There's not much special about a small party in a small town, so there's no need to dwell on it here.On the second day after the banquet, Antigonus sent out light-armed scouts from the mercenary regiment to go out to investigate, looking for the traces of "Hungry Wolf" Vincent and his men. They disappeared, but Antigonus would not foolishly think that they had run away, so the necessary investigation was crucial.

Thanks to the hard work of the scouts, the traces of "Hungry Wolf" Vincent and his men were finally found. A few brave gangsters spotted a lone traveler while out on patrol and surrounded him. He went up and robbed the unlucky traveler of all his things, not to mention all his belongings, and stabbed him before leaving. Fortunately, the traveler's life was long enough, and he was lucky enough not to die under the sword. He struggled and dragged his body and fled to a nearby village to seek help. He was discovered by the scouts who arrived here.

As a result, the scouts under Antigonus further determined and shortened the hiding place and range of activities of Vincent's gang of robbers. Along with that, the mercenary regiment stationed outside the city of Trop also began to move. Keep moving towards the area without alerting the bandits.

Those little guys were not punished because of this. After they reported the incident and paid the spoils, the boss directly under him thought that the unlucky guy who was robbed should be dead, and no one could tell the truth, so he didn't continue to report. .Here we might as well imagine that if they report to Vincent in time, Vincent, who is almost a shadow of a snake, will immediately ask everyone to leave here, and they will be lucky to escape Antigon's siege.

It's a pity that they didn't do this. It was the indifference of those underlings that caused the demise of everyone in this gang of robbers.

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Nearly half a month later, Antigonus' people had completely locked down Vincent's hiding place, and the mercenary army had also secretly surrounded the area. All those who left the robber's hideout were attacked by Antigonus' people. Surveillance, it can be said that as long as he wants, all those who leave the hiding place will not be able to go back alive.

A retaliatory siege against "Hungry Wolf" Vincent was launched under such circumstances. On a dark and stormy night, a large number of mercenaries holding torches descended from the sky like magic soldiers and appeared in the robbers' hideout Besides, the sentinels who were in charge of night watch looked at the enemy who appeared suddenly in surprise, and before they had time to utter a warning cry, they were shot through the throat by an experienced archer among the mercenaries and fell off the sentry tower.

Immediately afterwards, the mercenaries carrying the hastily made wooden ladder put the ladder on the weak wooden wall, clung to it like ants, climbed up the wooden wall, and opened the wooden door from the inside.When the wooden door was opened, a large number of mercenaries poured into the camp holding torches and stepping on the corpses of the slain robbers, mercilessly massacring the sleeping robbers.

Vincent, who slept in the strongest house in the camp, woke up immediately after hearing the noise from outside. He sat up suddenly from the bed, pushed away the snatched woman who was awakened by him, and got out of bed. Before he had time to find clothes and pants to put on, he picked up the long sword and rushed out.When he saw what was happening outside, he froze in place as if he had been shot by an arrow. From his perspective, the camp had already been illuminated by fire as bright as daylight, and there were a large number of soldiers in armor and full armor. He was slaughtering his minions, and from time to time, cavalrymen on horses roared past, bringing up hideous heads one after another and rain of blood all over the sky.

"Oh my God……"

Vincent said word by word, then turned around and rushed into the room, ignoring the helpless woman sitting on the bed, casually picked up a robe and put it on, and then rushed out, towards the stable. He ran all the way, trying to escape in the chaos. With the help of the surrounding firelight, he was shocked to find that he was actually wearing that woman's clothes, but he didn't have time to think about it now. So, in the eyes of the people around him, a tall and thick man People dressed in women's clothing ran wildly and stood out.

Tuttle, who was among the mercenaries, saw the tycoon in women's clothing at a glance. Although he didn't know him, judging from his strange behavior, it was definitely not a wise choice to let him go like this.So this young hunter's son stretched out his hunting bow, aiming the sharp arrow at the back of the running Vincent. After a few breaths, the bowstring was released with a bang, and the deadly arrow immediately Flying out at high speed, it flew towards Vincent's back with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Perhaps it was the sixth sense in the dark, Vincent suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. In his astonished eyes, the arrow hit his back precisely, tearing the skin of his back, Passing through his body, the arrow with a little bit of flesh pierced through his chest.Feeling the excruciating pain in his chest, Vincent looked down at the arrow piercing his chest in disbelief. The corner of his mouth slowly spat out blood. He only felt his legs go weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

"No, this is not my end." Reluctantly, Vincent reached out and grabbed the arrow in front of his chest. He didn't even react when the arrow pierced his palm. He struggled and wanted to stand up and continue running, but just then At this time, Tuttle had already chased him up from behind and kicked him over from the back.

"I don't care who you are, whether you have anything to do with Taylor, or whether you have killed anyone." Looking at the pained Vincent on the ground, Tuttle said, "But, for Alice and others Those who are killed by robbers, I will send you to hell and be purified by the fire of hell."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out another arrow, set the bow to lead the arrow, and aimed at Vincent's forehead. With a whoosh sound, the arrow escaped from the bowstring and pierced Vincent's head. Blood mixed with brain matter flowed out. land.

Under no one's knowledge, the legendary and ferocious "Hungry Wolf" Vincent died tragically at the hands of an ordinary hunter's son.

(End of this chapter)