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Chapter 126 The Unethical Rebels (I)

"Little Erlang, carrying his schoolbag to school..."

Xiaodao hummed a little song happily while riding a mountain horse on the muddy path. Although the team had to stop every few minutes because of a four-wheeled carriage behind them, it did not affect his mood.

For players, taking over the town of Duoluo not only means having a place to stay and a source of food, but also means that all of their members can be converted from infantry to cavalry.

In addition to raising cattle, cattle herders also raise horses and a few sheep.

The horses that can be raised in the mountains are definitely not tall horses. The horses raised by cattle herders are all mountain horses of unknown breed, with an average shoulder height of about 1.2 meters.

When a tall and strong player wearing a breastplate rides on it, it looks like Lu Bu riding a dog, which is a bit funny.

But no matter how ridiculous they are, they are still cavalry, inherently nobler than infantry.

Before leaving, Xiaodao left a task behind, requiring some players to go out and do some work. Home Alone volunteered and took more than 20 students who were about his age out to play.

The kid was not very willing to do administrative work. It was too boring to stay in the small town of Duolo. Dealing with herders and solving various small problems all day long made him feel like a volunteer policeman.

It was not until the little devil ran out that he felt a little freedom and happiness.

There are twenty-two players, each with three horses. One is a traveling horse, one is an equipment horse with spare weapons and food for both people and horses on its back, and the third is a combat horse, which is used for switching during battle.

With three horses, the Imp raiding team can ride for a long time without having to walk with horses.

As students, Home Alone and his friends were very smart. After leaving Dora Town, they did not wander around, but first passed through a forest and walked across a stream.

After making sure that he would not leave any traces that could be exploited, the little ghost led the team to find a nearby road, and then ambushed at a narrow pass with many traces of pedestrians and carriages.

A pass has a special meaning in military terminology. It usually refers to a place with dangerous terrain on both sides that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, or it is a necessary route for military marches and material transportation. Controlling it means controlling the transportation line.

The pass that Xiaodao found belonged to the latter, and he did not just go out and rely on luck to find it. This pass was the ambush location he chose after interrogating the mayor.

The result was very smooth. The ambush was completed at noon, and in the evening, a convoy of more than a dozen four-wheeled carriages was seen staggering towards us.

The kid waited until the convoy reached the ambush point, then gave the order to open fire. After twenty gun barrels emitted white smoke, ten black shadows rushed out from the woods, holding flags made of red cloth and armed with swords.

In a single encounter, the player used lead bullets and swords to break through the convoy's defenses.

The player didn't intend to kill too many people, and the guards of the convoy were useless. There were only a dozen soldiers equipped with cold weapons following. After making a few humming noises, they dropped their spears and turned around to run away.

Among them, the officer on horseback who was in the lead ran the fastest.

The soldiers in charge of defense all ran away, and those civilian laborers who were doing hard labor certainly could not stay and fight to the death, so they also dispersed.

Of course the players would not chase after them. After they checked the things on the carriages, Home Alone was surprised to find that one of the four-wheeled carriages was loaded with twenty barrels of black gunpowder.

Damn, this is great stuff. You know, more than two hundred players came over here over mountains and hills, and the propellant they carried was not enough to make up a 20-kilogram barrel of black powder, but now there are 20 barrels here.

That was enough. The players quickly set fire to the oats on the other carriages, happily took away the carriage loaded with gunpowder and all the horses, and set off together, preparing to take them back to Dora Town.

However, it was already getting late, and after a while, Home Alone and the others had to find a sheltered place to rest, then log off until the next day before continuing on their journey. Then, in the afternoon, after passing through an unfamiliar oak forest and an unfamiliar canyon, they saw a completely unfamiliar town two hundred meters away, protected by a wooden wall. Home Alone was stunned.

"Fuck, is this Dora Town?"

"Hey, hey, hey, brother, this question is mine, okay? You're leading the team, where are you taking us?!"

"Damn it, you're a directionally challenged kid!"

The players immediately criticized Home Alone, scolding him so much that he couldn't even raise his head.

Home Alone felt very aggrieved, but he also knew that he couldn't shirk the blame, so he raised his hand and pointed at the farmers and farmwomen in the distance who were running towards the town in panic because of their appearance.

The town's alarm bells have been sounded, and there is chaos inside and outside the town.

"Since we're here, why don't we go in and take a look?"

The other players were immediately excited when they heard this, but before they could make a formal decision, the players who were left behind screamed.

"Fuck, guys, some people are catching up, there are so many people!"

……

"Rebels, they are indeed rebels!"

Marlowe walked at the front of the team, using a telescope to observe the horse-riding enemies in the open space of East Birchwood Town. After seeing the enemy's equipment clearly, he couldn't help muttering to himself.

Each of the twenty-two enemies wore a shiny mirrored breastplate. Although the breastplate was hidden by their cloaks and robes, the slight reflections from their gestures still allowed Marlow to see the presence of the breastplate.

Marlowe, whose ancestors were once wealthy and who was still wealthy, had seen a lot of good equipment. He was sure that the breastplates on the rebels were all top-quality breastplates forged with good steel, and one piece was worth at least six cows.

This is the rebels! ?
Something's not right. I remember that among the soldiers of the Republic Army, except for the general's guards, ordinary soldiers and even sergeants could not be equipped with such good things.

Something is wrong, they are definitely not rebels!
Are they the elite of the Bohemian Empire or spies of the Retalia Empire?

Marlowe was shocked and confused, but he soon became happy. If he could catch one of them and send him back to Governor Oncandra, he would not only be blameless, but would be meritorious.

"Brothers, go ahead, the rebels are just ahead..."

Just as Marlow was getting excited, he saw the rebels jump off their horses, run to the side of the carriage, take the wooden barrels off it, and put them on the backs of some horses that were not carrying anything.

After carrying about ten barrels, they gave up and jumped on their horses. They rode and led more than eighty horses in total and started to escape.

The carriage that was obviously loaded with black powder was also untied, the horses were taken away, and the carriage was left in place. Then, before a man got on his horse and fled, he threw a torch onto the carriage and ignited something.

Marlowe's smile froze instantly.

"One minute of vulgar Bagnian swearing..."

(End of this chapter)