Chapter 182: The Smart Horse Thief

The terrain is excellent, with a mountain height of more than 200 meters and a radius of five or six kilometers. The top of the mountain is flat, so it is no problem to station five or six hundred people.

The mountain is straight up and down. Apart from a small path on the shade, it is extremely difficult for a martial artist to climb the mountain.

"It's indeed a good place." These horse thieves are smart and can actually find such a good place.

You can see the figures of beasts here. Ordinary people cannot survive here, but there are more than 200 horse thieves. As long as you send people to guard the intersection of the mountain and set up a gate at the top of the mountain, even beasts will not be difficult to deal with.

It's just that when you go up and down the mountain, it will be a little troublesome.

Fierce beasts are not fools. When a large group of people travel, they will not attack actively unless they encounter large wolves. However, here, there are basically no large wolves.

"Let's go up and take a look." Felleg said confidently. Even if there are mechanisms on the mountain road, he is not afraid, let alone the martial saint Maya.

"Okay." The two hunters were extremely confident in Ferge. Looking at the magic robe on him, they became even more courageous. Even with thousands of troops, they dared to follow Ferge. This is the weight of the magician in the hearts of the common people.

The road is very narrow, with cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other side. It is indeed a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even for regular troops, it is impossible to attack this place without paying a price. If there is sufficient preparation on the mountain, it is possible to block thousands of troops.

As we went up, there were no cold arrows or rolling wooden stones. The original trap had been destroyed and holes were exposed on the ground.

There are many types of traps, which are as large as blocking the entire road surface and as small as being used to trap people's ankles. There are a lot of them, but they are all destroyed at this time.

Looking at these traps, Ferlig took a breath. These things didn't have much effect on him. As long as he had a magic shield to protect him, even if he fell into it and had sharp weapons inserted into it, he would not be able to hurt it.

However, there are a large number of traps, a variety of them, and the design is very reasonable.

This is unusual. An ordinary horse thief has such ability? Judging from the trap layout, he is obviously a battalion master, but even the Hurricane Division is just like this.

Someone has come here? Destroy all the traps here? Such an idea flashed through Felleg's mind and immediately denied it, which was absolutely impossible.

If you attack the mountain by yourself, it is normal to destroy some traps. But you will not destroy all traps. There is no such skill in the battle. Even if there is, there is no need to do that.

Looking at these traps carefully, Ferlig found that these traps did not work at all, but were cleaned up by man, just like a horse thief dug the trap. He didn't have time to pretend.

Maya shook her head: "Strange, these traps have been disguised, but they have been disguised. Look at the floating soil of the branches and soils, which are placed neatly and orderly. It cannot be done by the enemy, but it seems like a horse thief made it himself."

Ferlig looked along Maya's fingers and it was true. Every other section of the way, you can see that the branches and floating soil were thrown off the cliff, but it was not very clean and could be seen.

No one attacked, and all the way to the top of the mountain safely. As Ferlig imagined, there was a cross-open camp gate at the intersection of the mountaintop road. The path was sealed and in front of the camp gate. There were also four-meter-wide studs exposed to the ground.

"There are experts. With such a design, it is not difficult to get trapped. The defense is tight. Not to mention the hundreds of cavalry in the town, even if it is ten times more, it will not be able to capture this place. It is a good place.

"Feleg sighed and said, "Who said horse thieves are all stupid guys who only know how to do things?

If all the traps along the way are effective, as long as people are arranged every day, the traps damaged by wild animals will be repaired, which will be enough to block one or two hundred people from attacking the mountain.

Although the trap will be destroyed by wild animals, it will also provide ready-made wild game to the mountain. Repairing the trap will not suffer any loss.

"Be careful." Maya looked at the open door and held the short sword in her hand tightly. There were two transparent holes on the back of the sword. They were marks left by the black stone worm, and the memory metal could not be restored.

Fellig shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I just used magic to investigate. There was no one in the camp. It seems that the horse thief has been killed or run away?"

It's really strange. It seems that it's not like someone attacking a mountain, but how can a horse thief be willing to do such a good place?

Although it looks a little simpler, the layout is reasonable, and there are only more than 200 people who build such a copycat, it takes a lot of time and takes a lot of effort.

When you walk into the camp gate, you will see a small square in front of you. Behind the square are rows of barracks, all of which are wooden houses. There is no way to burn bricks in the forest. Moreover, the horse thief has limited staff and a lot of wood. It is relatively south here and it will not be too cold all year round. It is much easier to build wooden houses.

In the middle of the square, there are hill-like grain piled up. On the left are rows of neatly arranged corpses of wild beasts, and on the right are piled up with gold coins and silk weavings.

At both ends of the grain, two wooden stakes as thick as wrists were inserted. Above the two wooden stakes, a cloth banner about five meters long was pulled, but it was not a horse thief's flag, with a row of big characters on it.

"Dear magician and that beautiful lady, we are afraid of you, really, we run away, don't chase us, please. The things on the ground are for the two of you. The horse thief is honored!"

"This..." Ferlig was stunned. Maya was also surprised, while the two hunters were stunned. They didn't recognize words at all, caring that the ground was food and property.

“High…it’s really high…”

Maya kept nodding. Sure enough, these horse thieves were not only not stupid, but also too smart. In the village at the foot of the mountain, they must have had suspicion and knew that the two were looking for them these days.

It is not easy to run such a copycat. You can give up easily. This kind of mind alone is not comparable to ordinary people, and they also leave these things behind.

They said beautifully, but in fact, they knew very well that the magician would not see these things. This was left to them and explained to Mingke Town.

"Is that all?" Maya looked at Ferge with a strange look on her face and asked. She had left something so politely, and she also expressed her fear that she would not rob things here if she ran away, and would chase after her?

Although these people are horse thieves, Maya also looks down on them, but... chasing these people again seems to be a bit too much. As the saying goes, killing people is just a slight slap in the ground.

"Chasing, why not?" Feleg said.

"Huh?" Maya didn't think it was meaningful to chase and kill the sensible horse thieves again. The eight empires in the East Continent, no matter how great their monarchs were, they could not guarantee that there would be no horse thieves in their territory.

Some priests can be called crowds of horse thieves in the territory of some priests. As long as they do not disturb the empire, the empire usually ignores it. Moreover, such things should not be taken by a magician.

"Don't be surprised, I don't want to destroy them now, I just want to see what kind of people are leading this smart horse thief." Feleg said with a smile. He was so curious.

"I'm very curious, too." Maya laughed.

They are no longer needed for the matter here. The two hunters will pass the news to Minke Town, and the things here also need to be sent back by people.

This is the Forest of the Demon Realm. Those who are timid don’t dare to come in at all. It is not easy to transport these things out.

Moreover, the two hunters were also careful. Neither the sheriff nor the grain collector were good things. They could not know these things, otherwise a gold coin or a grain of food would fall into the hands of the people, and it would be more reassuring to put them in the hands of Old John.

Although they are from Tava Town, the mayor of Tava Town is far less famous than Old John. Of course, it will not be as bad as the sheriff and the grain collector. It is normal for him to detain a little of the things he has done.

However, Filigo did not let them go back for the time being, and the hunters had some experience in tracking. Although they had little hope, Filigo still wanted to ask them for help. The forest of the Demon Realm was very dangerous, but with the magicians, they agreed readily.

"It's hard to chase, this horse thief is too smart." Maya did not agree with Ferge's decision, but she also wanted to meet these guys.

The horse thief seemed to have become stupid, and his whereabouts along the way were very obvious. Even without the help of the hunter, Felleg could easily find traces, making them both wonder whether this was a trap. With their previous performance, it was impossible for such obvious traces to be left.

In just two days, two warriors in sharp armor were blocking the middle of the road when they were about to walk out of the forest. Felleg recognized at a glance that his outfit was the standard equipment for soldiers of the Mayan Empire, the equipment of ordinary soldiers, not the elite cavalry.

"Who are you?" Feleg asked.

"Respect...Magic...Sir..." He was actually a stuttering? Feleg remembers that the army does not stutter. The Continent of God is a large population, and it is easy to recruit soldiers. If the conditions are poor, it is impossible to join the army.

"We... are... horse thieves..." It's not stuttering, it's fear. Felleg clearly saw that the legs of these two people were shaking.

This... is such a horse thief? Such a person can actually rob all the villages within a radius of two towns within a radius of 200 kilometers and defeat the idiot grain collector's army?

The grain collector and the sheriff are just playboys and have no ability, but those soldiers are the perfect number, but the number is much smaller than that of the organization. Even so, it is not something that the horse thief who is weak at the sight of the magician can deal with.

"Are you horse thieves?" Feleg could not believe it.

"Yes...Magic...Sir, don't kill us." Hearing Feleg's voice, the two horse thieves in bright armor and without weapons immediately fell to the ground and kept kowtowing.

Filieg was so angry that he could still be a horse thief? Thinking about it, it seems something was wrong. The dead messengers in the forest had many sword marks on their bodies. Could it be that they were also using tricks and did not fight head-on? According to Filieg's judgment, even if there were a hundred such horse thieves, they would not dare to attack a regular army soldier. They were too brave.
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