The centaur robbers charged at the car formation, and the mercenaries did not show any weakness.

The experienced mercenary leader, Mofu, moved his ears and judged the enemy's troops from the sound of shouting and horse hooves, and gave corresponding commands.

"Ur! Take Mark to the west!"

"Yulak, go and hold the gap!"

"Merck, pay attention to the position of Centaur Khan..."

As he was speaking, the centaur robber rushed up and tried to rush into the inside of the gap between the vehicle, but was attacked by mercenaries hiding behind the vehicle.

The two mercenaries cooperated with each other, one up and one attacked the centaur's head and the other attacked the centaur's feet.

The centaur robber paid the price for his recklessness. He was caught off guard and cut off his front hooves, let out a shrill scream, and fell forward under the action of inertia.

Before he could do anything, the fallen centaur robber was slashed on his neck by a mercenary, and blood was sprayed several meters away, shooting towards the fire where the flames flashed.

Outside the encirclement, the blood-tailed Centaur Khan heard the screams of his own tribe, and realized that the mercenary team in front of him was a bit tricky, but this increased his ambition to defeat a strong enemy.

Only by hunting challenging prey can you feel accomplished.

Licking his lips, he held the spear in his hand tightly, aimed the spearhead at the defensive vehicle formation, and charged with a war cry.

Da da da da da!

The dull sound of horse hooves seemed to be heard in the heart of the bearded mercenary, Merck. He tightened his hand with a strong crossbow and focused on judging the direction of the centaur Khan.

He knew what Centaurus Khan wanted to do.

Centaur Khan wanted to directly overturn the carriage with the power of the mid-level warrior, thereby opening the gap in the defense line. Once successful, the members of the Tiger Mercenary Group would face danger and the probability of casualties increased greatly.

Crisis often means opportunity.

As long as he can seize the opportunity of Centaur Khan approaching and use his killer crossbow to kill him, the crisis will be solved.

With the hope of the entire mercenary group, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous and simply closed his eyes to judge the position of the Centaur Khan.

Finally, the sound of horse hooves was very close.

The bearded mercenary - Merck suddenly opened his eyes, tiptoed on one foot, and exerted force on the other foot, quickly turning around like a rotating compass, revealing half of his body from behind the hiding carriage, holding a stringed crossbow in his hand, his eyes full of coldness and murderous aura.

Then the leaping fire light, he saw a blood-colored turban on his head outside the carriage defense line, and the terrifying charge aura made him unique.

Without any hesitation, Merck pulled the trigger.

Whoosh ~!

The bowstring flexed, and the arrows coated with deadly venom flew out, piercing the air and shooting towards the charge of the centaur.

The blood-tailed centaur felt his hair standing upside down in an instant, and a fatal sense of crisis surged in his heart. He made a quick decision and pulled his companion next to him as a shield.

Puchi~!

The arrow shot into the chest of the unlucky centaur. He let out a sad scream, turned his head and stared at the leader with wide eyes, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

After walking for a moment of life and death, the blood-tailed centaur Khan was scared, and then he became endless anger. He threw away the arrow-blocking companion in his hand and launched an angry charge towards the chariot formation.

"Damn it!"

When Merck saw the Centaurus escape from death, he couldn't help but curse and put the crossbow that had lost the crossbow arrow on the carriage, pulled out the long sword on his waist, and jumped sideways to dodge.

It is correct to jump sideways and dodge. The moment he escaped from the hiding carriage, a powerful force acted on the full carriage. The carriage of more than 100 kilograms was overturned at once. The goods on the overturned carriage fell out of the gap between the cowhide rain cloth and scattered on the grass.

At the gap, the blood-tailed centaur Khan roared: "Attack!"

A gap was broken in the defense line, everyone's hearts tightened, their heartbeats increased, their blood was on the rise, and they were ready to work hard.

What no one noticed was that the other side of the carriage defense line, the ranger, Phelas, had already been fully pulled in the bow and arrow, and he had been waiting for a long time.

Now, the Centaur Khan, who had just broken through the defense of the carriage, was exposed to his attack.

Whoosh!

The arrow covered with a faint energy broke through the air and shot towards the heart of the blood-tailed Centaur Khan at the heart of the blood-tailed Centaur Khan.

Centaurs Khan sensed the danger, but he didn't have time to avoid the ranger skill that blessed the energy, so he had to dodge sideways.

Accompanied by a painful muffled groan, the sharp arrow shot into Centaur Khan's arm, directly piercing his arm, and a bloody arrow appeared from the other side of the arm. If Centaur Khan had not clamped it tightly with his muscles, the arrow would have further attacked his heart after it was shot through his arm.

There are masters!

The Centaurus Khan's heart was condensed. Before he could deal with the arrows, he turned around and ran without hesitation, moving his four hooves quickly.

On the side, the leader Mofu, who was about to fight with all his strength, rushed two or three meters away before he could react.

"retreat!"

The centaur bandit who was rushing to the defense line just saw his Khan showing great power and breaking through the enemy's defense line. He was about to follow Khan to kill and kill, but unexpectedly, the situation reversed in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The mercenaries were not able to react, only the mercenary leader, Mofu, reacted quickly and rushed out and killed the closest centaur, and the rest of the centaurs escaped.

The mercenary who reacted immediately cheered warmly, but did not dare to rush out like the leader.

Common sense of the northern grassland - do not chase the escaped centaurs. This is the truth obtained by bloody lessons again and again. After all, the centaurs run fast and cannot catch up with each other on four legs, and the return arrow is not a joke.

"Brother Phelas! You really have it!"

Merck, who is also good at bows and arrows, saw that it was Ferras who shot the arrow and injured the Centaur Khan. He opened his arms and walked to Ferras and gave him a big hug.

Phellas also refused: "Uncle Merck! You are not patient!"

"Haha! Phelas! Thanks to you this time, otherwise we will have a few more brothers!"

“…”

Soon, the mercenaries surrounded Phelas, and the merchants behind came up to celebrate with a drink.

Phelas quickly reached out to stop the enthusiastic crowd: "Everyone, let's talk about the celebration later. Let's catch up with the damn robber first."

Everyone was confused when they heard this. Merck's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "Brother Phelas, is it your arrow..."

"Yes, there is a strong anesthetic applied."

"Quick! Hurry! Lead the horse!"

Mofu was overjoyed: "Brother Phelas! You made money! If I remember correctly, there is a reward for Bloodtail Khan!"

When Phelas heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "There are such good things?"

Leaving most of the man to protect the camp and deal with the corpses of the centaur. Phelas and the others rode their horses and carried torches to chase them towards the escaped centaur.

Not long after, they saw the Blood-tailed Chief abandoned by their tribe. At this time, the Blood-tailed Chief was paralyzed and lying on the grass and struggling weakly.

Without any hesitation, Phellas took off his horse and took a knife.

As soon as dawn the next day, the group set off again.

The overturned carriage was repaired overnight by the caravan and loaded the goods. The team was no different before, but the people in the team looked at the young man sitting in the carriage and had obvious respect.

This is respect for the strong, and the identity of the high-level Filas ranger has spread.

A high-level ranger is not an unknown person even in the south where strong people gather. In the barren north, he is enough to become the leader of a large mercenary group with hundreds of people.

In the next five days, the team never encountered any troubles and successfully passed through the vast grassland and arrived at the boundary of the triangular plain.

"Ah~, it's finally here in six days."

Far from a distance, Phelas, sitting in the carriage, saw a post at the end of his sight, and a flag was flying above the post. Due to distance, he could not see the specific appearance of the flag, so he could only tell that it was red.

He pointed to the flag flying in the distance: "Uncle Merck, is that the flag of the Triangle Plain?"

On the side, Merck, a bearded mercenary, heard this, and used his hand to set up a sunshade on his eyebrows and saw the flag flying on the outpost in the distance: "Strange, there were no flags before."

"By the way! Didn't that guy, Rece Black Wolf, say that the three real dragons are about to establish a country? That's not the national flag, right?"

The two felt that they had guessed the truth, and the caravan also found the flags on the outpost and whispered to discuss, and everyone's pace accelerated a little.

At the same time, the caravan leader took out a purse, frowned and took out several coins from the purse and put them into his small purse.

"What is Manager Frank doing? Could it be that he is preparing to pay taxes? Is there so much?" Fellas was surprised. He found that the wallet in the caravan manager's hand was really big, far exceeding the mainland's routine city tax standards.

"Hahaha."

Merck explained with a smile: "Feras, you are here in the Triangle Plain for the first time. It is normal for you to not know the situation. The tax payment method of this Triangle Plain is different from other places."

"Other areas of the mainland pay tax once when entering the city, while in the Triangle Plain, if you only pay tax once, the goods can freely enter any town, so the one-time tax is more expensive. However, on average, the tax is similar to other parts of the mainland."

"So that's how it is."

Phelas nodded, thinking about the advantages and disadvantages of the two tax collection methods in his mind. Overall, the taxation method of the Triangle Plain is better.

As the son of a wealthy businessman, Phelas understands how troublesome the caravan is to enter the city.

Every time you enter the city, the tax officer guarding the city has to check it once, so as to determine the amount of tax collected based on the value of the goods, which delays a lot of time, and the one-time tax method of the Triangle Plain avoids this problem.

“What a valuable idea.”

“After entering, you will find more novel places.”

Upon hearing this, Phelas couldn't help but have more expectations for his trip to the Triangle Plain.

Gradually, the caravan was closer to the outpost.

After approaching, Fellas realized that it was not a lonely outpost, which was built in front of a rough-style town.
To be continued...