The heavy Suomir draft horses move very slowly. Compared with the light riding horses used by the guards, they are hardworking and hardy, but their temperament is also more ferocious.
To avoid driving horses wildly and uncontrollably due to incorrect driving methods, the driver needs special training.
The relatively flat and wide areas of the twisted Talwar-Sutta defense line are paved with flat roads. Many slopes that require climbing up and down have been avoided, and where it is really difficult to pass, masonry will be used to dig out, pave the road, and build bridges.
The Talwar-Sutta main road, which consists of a wooden bridge and a smooth and gentle slope road, can accommodate hundreds of people passing through it every day during non-war control periods. However, even after generations of hard work, this mountain road is still not easy to walk. Especially when you are carrying luggage, if you are not careful on some sections of the road, you may be dragged by the heavy carriage and you and your horse will fall into the abyss.
No matter what, having the solid ground beneath your feet can always bring you some peace of mind.
"Tap tap tap -" the voice sounded from the front. Because they had already left the Talwa-Suta area, the escort of the dragon-winged knights also stopped here. The light cavalry troops supported by the Chamber of Commerce, wearing brigand floor armor and light helmets, holding spears, began to break away from the main formation and open a path at the front of the team. They are well-equipped and ride horses produced by Padrosi. In the eyes of lay people, they are probably not much worse than the average count's army.
The combat effectiveness of many of the escorts raised by wealthy merchants is not much worse than that of the regular army. In particular, these spear-wielding light cavalry are better qualified than the infantrymen who were born as ruffians in the Talwar-Sutta area.
Compared with the temporary cooperation of the war mercenary group, the full-time support of the escort team is more expensive. But they are also relatively more loyal and will not betray their guardians just because they offer a higher price. Many of these guards are civilians who are related to the Chamber of Commerce. They are connected by blood and have been trained since childhood. They are also very loyal to the caravan itself.
The leaders and instructors who lead them are mostly retired soldiers or high-level mercenaries. The Chamber of Commerce has specialized headhunters who will identify such talents from the mercenary groups they have cooperated with, and then poach them.
Under such prerequisites, it is not surprising to say that the troops of the Chamber of Commerce are more elite than ordinary infantry.
But as the light cavalryman who opened the way at the front had a swallow-tailed flag tied to his spear that said "Sforza Chamber of Commerce" indicating his identity, no matter how elite these light cavalrymen were, they were of no use to the North. Still a foreigner from Padrosi.
For more than 20 years, they made a lot of money in Suomir, but they never settled there.
It was the same this time. When the news of the Great Swordsman's return spread throughout the city, the top leaders of the Chamber of Commerce immediately decided to transfer their valuable assets to the relatively more stable territory of the empire.
The cunning Lamanites made money from the Suomir people, but never intended to put down roots here and give back to the country.
The long-standing awkward relationship between Suomir and Padrosi has not improved much after the opening of borders and policies to introduce Padrosi's wealth exchange. These Laman chambers of commerce are more or less responsible for this.
But no matter what time, there are always people who can break through the disharmony between nations and convey their feelings to each other.
"Susie, Susie, you can open your eyes and see what this is -" The carriage he stepped on became much more stable. The man dressed in a Laman noble youth had long black curly hair, and he was facing The subject was wearing simple Suomir clothing, with his hair tied back on both sides of his head, looking gentle and generous.
"This is -" Susie sat at the other end of the carriage, her emerald green eyes revealed a stunning brilliance after seeing the item - they were a pair of green opal earrings, and the matching metal hangings on them The loaded part is made of mithril, which is more precious than gold.
"Master Lyon, such an expensive thing." She said this in a gentle but very standard Laman language. She stretched out her hand and pushed back the burgundy velvet box he handed over: "I accept your kindness, but I can't accept it. Exit. You are the heir to the Sforza Chamber of Commerce, and I am just a commoner woman."
"Just think of it as a mandarin duck playing in the water. I am very satisfied with this love." She seemed neither humble nor overbearing, but this made Leon even more emotional.
"Don't be like this, Susie." He casually placed the box on the seat of the carriage, then knelt down on one knee and held Susie's hand: "Identity cannot hinder my sincerity."
"I was originally going to give this to you when we were rowing in Green Lake Town, but I really didn't want to." Leon suddenly blushed and scratched his hair: "When I stepped in front of the door, I suddenly couldn't muster the courage."
"I'm afraid you will refuse." Leon lowered his head, his black curly hair hanging down. Although his status was not low and he had no shortage of women, he rarely fell in love with someone like this.
The beauty of Suomir women, like the flowers of the high mountains, is in sharp contrast to the petite and cuteness of Lamanite women. Coupled with Susie's good upbringing and gentle personality, Lyon launched an offensive against her after just a brief exchange and hired Susie as the navigator of the caravan in the Suomir area.
"How could I refuse you?" Leon's crestfallen and innocent look like a little boy made Susie smile gently. She stretched out her hand to caress the other person's face, and looked directly into Leon's blue eyes with her emerald green eyes. .
"Put it on for me." Susie said with a smile, then rolled up her long hair, revealing her white neck.
"Ah -" Leon's expression turned as fast as a child's. He stood up, and then carefully took off the silver earrings Susie was wearing as if he were protecting some treasure, and replaced them with new ones.
"How is it, Master?" The sunlight filtered in through the window, and the green cat's eye stone reflected the light. The earrings that match the color of her eyes, like a green lake on the snow-covered Suomir land in winter, combine this beauty.
Just the right amount of embellishment.
"Master?" Leon froze on the spot, and Susie spoke again.
"Beautiful, but not as good as you." He said this, and then suddenly rushed over and hugged Susie.
"You, on the carriage, be careful to hit-" Susie was a little bit dumbfounded, but still remained gentle. Leon moved his seat and sat with her. There were only two people in the luxurious carriage, enjoying their sweet little world.
After his wish was fulfilled, Leon even spoke in a brisk tone: "The day was chosen at a bad time. I really wish I could muster up the courage to give it to you when I was in Green Lake Town."
"It seems a bit inappropriate to give you such a gift on Halloween." Leon sighed, and his tone became a little low again, but Susie lifted his mood back up with one sentence: "I like it very much."
She said this, and Leon laughed "hehe" like a little boy falling in love for the first time, and started scratching his head again.
His face turned red, and in order to cover up his shyness, he began to change the subject: "Speaking of the fact that we are both members of the Yetina Sect, Suomir's rules are really different. The Ghost Festival lasts for 13 days. The Empire only has After 5 days, there is no such thing as cold food."
"Well, it's a tradition that lasts for more than a thousand years. In Suomir, this means everything." Susie lowered her head and played with her hair with her left hand, appearing a little distracted.
The sad look on the girl's face made Leon's heart beat and also feel a little heartbroken: "Don't be afraid, there is nothing we can do this time. After the caravan returns, I will apply to my father to let the two of us go to the empire alone."
"Leave this sad place."
"We will also pay tribute to your parents who were persecuted by the nobles." He held her hands.
"I will let people modify the most luxurious tombstones in the empire. Even if the bones are no longer there and can only be built as a tomb, I will let them have a place to rest!"
"I, Leon Pandur Sforza, hereby swear that I will never let Susie Mirtanen down. Please take care of your daughter when the two elders are in heaven."
"I will protect you from now on." Leon half-knelt down like a knight taking an oath. Susie smiled because of his behavior, but just when she opened her mouth to say something, the carriage suddenly stopped. one time.
"Squeak--" Both of them almost fell. "Hey, coachman, what are you doing!" Angry Lyon opened the window in front of the carriage and roared at the coachman.
"Master, it's not that I want to stop -" The coachman seemed a little panicked. He pointed forward, and Leon looked out through the window and saw that the entire team had stopped.
"You wait here, I'll go out and take a look." He said to Susie, who nodded, and then Leon opened the car door and ran out.
The position of the manned carriage is in the middle of the team, and in front are the carriages carrying living supplies and the cavalry team opening the way. Leon ran forward, and many other people along the way looked as confused as he did.
"Dong dong dong -" the sound came from the front, and then the light cavalry holding the swallow-tailed flag of the Sforzha Chamber of Commerce appeared at the end of the road surrounded by the forest. He galloped on horseback, obviously heading towards this Come running.
"Frados, what happened! Why did the team stop!" Leon shouted at him, and the young cavalryman named Frados stopped when he saw that it was his young master. Only then did Leon notice His horse and body were covered in blood, and his entire face was pale and bloodless.
"I, we, Master."
"We were attacked -" he said. Before Leon could ask for specific details, he heard a sudden roar from the forest on the side.
If he was more interested in weapons and martial arts rather than women, maybe he could tell.
This is the sound of a sword cutting through the air.
"Bangcha——!!" The war horse under Forados lost its head in an instant, and a sword with a length of 1.5 meters killed it directly. Blood spattered all over the two young men. The decapitated war horse's legs weakened and fell directly. Frodos, who was at a loss on top, screamed and was pinned under the horse.
"Ahhhh-" Forados, whose thigh was pressed down by the fallen war horse, began to scream, while the man who beheaded the war horse walked toward him step by step with his sword.
"Clang-dang!" He drew out the one-handed sword on the saddle, but was easily chopped off with his arm by the other party.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." "Take the..." The big sword was thrust into the throat of the struggling and screaming light cavalry, and then he stirred hard: "Goo..." Frodo was still alive and well a few seconds ago. Si twitched a few times and immediately died.
"Ah-ah--" Leon's eyes widened and he sat down on the ground. "Ahhhhhhh--" A scream rang out in the convoy, and the mercenary who killed Frodos was about to walk towards him with a bloody sword. Behind him, another man in the same dress was just stabbed. The great swordsman with a black ponytail opened his mouth to stop him.
Because of his love with Susie, Leon also learned a lot of Suomir language. He could clearly hear what this person said.
"No, keep him and only kill the armed men."
The man was wearing red brigand armor, and the sword in his hand was decorated with brass. He seemed to be the leader of the team.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" "Dang shua-" a war cry came from the gap between the carriage and the carriage. A guard rushed towards him with a spear but was killed by the big swordsman in a moment. The whole world seemed to have slowed down in the eyes of Leon who was stunned. The caravan that was enjoying itself a minute ago was now filled with screams and blood. The screams of people and the neighing of horses were everywhere, but he was stunned for several minutes. Finally reacted——
"Susie!" The other party's gentle eyes flashed in Leon's mind. He ran on his hands and knees, ignoring the screams and the sound of weapons clashing behind him, and just ran towards his carriage.
"Haaaah——" "Kill——!!" The roars continued one after another, but the whole team had obviously entered an ambush circle. Leon forgot something as he ran wildly. He just abandoned the guards behind him who were still resisting desperately, and only wanted to run towards his lover.
"Suzy, don't let anything happen to you, Suzy -" "Damn you!" The roars in Laman language continued one after another, but the battle was one-sided. Originally suffering from an ambush, these Laman guards who were not familiar with the terrain usually boasted about themselves, but they were as helpless as young children in the face of these legendary and terrifying warriors.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The pampered body and the tension made Leon quickly become exhausted. His oxygen-starved brain further gave up thinking and was filled with only one idea.
"Suzy."
Take Susie and escape from here, escape from all this, find a peaceful place, and spend the rest of your life.
The carriage appeared in front of him.
"Susie! Susie!" Leon rushed over. There was also a melee here. The driver had abandoned the car and the door was opened.
"Suzy! Where are you!" he shouted loudly, and then became shocked because of the blood stains next to the car. Start looking around.
"Yes!" That figure and that touch of green made him unforgettable. She's okay, great! Leon thought, and then said while running over:
"Su——"
"Dong——"
The white face was stained with blood.
There was no longer the familiar tenderness in his emerald green eyes.
Susie wiped the knife on her long skirt, and then let the guard who was leaning on the carriage carriage with his throat slit slip to the ground.
She turned her face this way when she heard the voice. Although her face was still that of the person Lyon was familiar with, the gentle and touching woman was nowhere to be found.
Those green eyes were as cold as Suomir's permafrost.
Leon suddenly remembered something.
Suzy is.
Their pilot.
"That kind of gadget is not suitable for you-" "Chu-" A big swordsman handed her a Claymore. Susie twisted her head, and then pulled off the inconvenient hand. Long skirt.
Underneath that were the white thighs that Leon was used to seeing, but at the moment he couldn't arouse any desire.
The killing lasted for ten minutes. After the collapse, many people fled. The remaining armed forces were slaughtered, and all the senior members of the Chamber of Commerce were tied up.
The obedient horse stood frozen in place, standing in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, as if it didn't know anything about it.
The scattered great swordsmen took the spears they picked up and began to hit the guards who were not dead yet.
"What should we do with these? Haimir." Susie said to the great swordsman with a ponytail using Suomir. She pointed at the senior caravan officials, including Leon. In the past, she always smiled gently with them. The acquaintances she was chatting with now seemed like they were not even human beings in her eyes.
"It's better to keep a low profile first. Killing them will cause retaliation. We only take what we need and tie them up. It's up to them whether they can loosen their ties and escape." The great swordsman named Haimir said this Said.
"Tsk, show mercy to the Laman dogs. I think it's better to kill them all!" Another great swordsman said this, and Haimir glared at him, and he shut his mouth knowingly.
"Well, okay." Susie nodded, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"Why..." Leon, who had messy hair and was tied up, asked in a daze.
Suzy stopped.
"We should be, really. You are the only one I pursue in my life."
"but why--"
"You won't understand, Master." Susie glanced at him condescendingly.
"My parents were not killed by Suomir's nobles."
"You know why they don't have tombstones."
"Because they were dismembered and thrown into mass graves, and no other body parts could be found except for the head. The Suomir people cannot do such a thing."
“Only the Lamanites do this.”
"This is a time-honored practice. In the belief of the Northern Yetina Sect, if a person's body is incomplete, he will not be able to go to the next life."
"So in order to exterminate the roots of the Great Swordsman and any supporters, and prevent them from returning from hell to continue fighting, the Empire will always cut the dead Suomir into corpses."
"Not only this life, but also the next life will be taken away."
"There is also a Chamber of Commerce in Suomir. As sympathizers of the Great Swordsman, my parents blocked the imperial business from entering Suomir. They blocked the Sforza Chamber of Commerce from establishing itself in Suomir. So they must disappear. "
"I was counting on something for a brief moment, so I didn't even change my last name. But no one in the Sforza Chamber of Commerce, including you and your father, remember the surname Mikatanan. I don’t remember that this is just a small family that got crushed in front of the Chamber of Commerce.”
"The Sforza Chamber of Commerce is built on corpses. A scene like this is just right for you." Susie raised her hand, pulled off the earrings given by Leon, and threw them on the ground.
"I..." The young man still wanted to speak, but in the end he could only watch her back go away.
"Have you found it?" Haimir said to another great swordsman.
"Then evacuate quickly!" He said, and in less than 5 minutes, the great swordsmen, who left dead bodies everywhere, disappeared into the jungle.
Only the senior executives of the chamber of commerce were left shivering in a sea of blood.
