The ridge is full of summer wild flowers. Although it is not very fragrant, it is particularly tenacious. It can make people see beautiful flowers for a long time. Red, yellow, pink, white, hungry butterflies are circling around them, while they are circling around the shelf with corpses.

The wood of those shelves may have been beams, columns, etc. in the house, which looked thick and large, so they could hold on it and hung a person. People were fixed to the shelf with nails and wires, and their hands and feet were bent to the other side of the shelf, so the whole person seemed to be hugging it on the shelf. Their heads were forcibly twisted to one side, facing this side of the road. There were twelve shelves and twelve people, which were twelve warnings.

The convoy stopped on the ridge, which was not a good place to stop. Except for those who needed to grab the reins and control the horses, the rest of the convoy went to see these warnings.

"Who are these?" asked Dagon, "What mistake did they make?"

"It's probably robbers. You see, they are all very big and all men." Toby said.

"All burned like this, can you still tell the size and gender?"

"For the halflings, all humans are big, all men, and all robbers."

"Let's talk about the dead body." Dagon didn't understand what Toby said, so he could only look at the front of him first.

Geros and Maipe stepped forward to check. They covered their noses with towels with one hand and held branches with the other. There were cutting, puncture and blunt attacks on the key parts of the corpse. They judged that these people were dead from weapon damage. Afterwards, the people were ignited, and the flames devoured their identity characteristics, but they did not let the flames burn them all to ashes. Finally, the remaining corpses were tied to wooden shelves and stood specifically on the ridge, so I don't know why.

"With iron wire and nails such a high place, why didn't the thunderstorm break them?" Jeros threw away the branches dipped in the fragments of the corpse, put his hands on his hips, turned around and looked around. "Maipu, have you noticed that not only these corpses, but also the trees around him were not struck by lightning."

"This is indeed very weird. Do I want me to ask someone?"

"The team cannot live without you now. Only if you lead the way will the terrain be easier to walk. I asked Tess to ride a horse to see. She is a half-elf and has better eyesight than us at dusk."

“Dwarfs have better eyesight.”

"Dwarfs can't ride horses." Geros shook his head and said, "Besides, this is the territory of human beings. Everyone is wary of dwarves, and half-elves are much better."

"So what about the convoy? Where should the convoy go?"

Jerous bit his index finger. If his mouth was big enough, he would certainly stuff the whole fist in, instead of just one finger. He was spinning in the spot, his boots stomped in the pit and splashed like a cat with lost prey.

"These poles won't be standing up during thunderstorms."

"Yes, no," Maipu shook his head and said, "No one can come out to do such a death-sending thing in that kind of weather."

"This is closest to White Horse Town. Will there be some robbers trying to use this method to intimidate White Horse Town?"

"You mean those wandering knights?"

"I mean those robbers." Geros seemed to have made up his mind. "Let's go, find a way to avoid Baima Town, we won't go there. If I can turn around, I prefer the Boar Castle now."

"This road is too narrow and can't turn around, but I can make it easier to walk. Let's bypass Baima Town?" Maipu frowned and said, "Last time we had almost 500 gold coins in Baima Town but had not recovered."

"First ensure safety, go to the next town and ask about the situation. We can use the reserved time originally planned for the Wild Boar Castle to make a round trip to Baima Town, right?"

"Yes, I'll make the arrangements." Maipu nodded and walked quickly towards the front of the convoy.

"Tess, come here." Jerous waved his hand, and the half-elf jumped off the roof.

"I heard it all. Where should I go?"

"We can only make sure that we are safe behind us now, so you go to the Boar Castle, bring some gold coins, and ask for information. At night, your eyes can see farther than us, and you can ride a horse alone faster, and maybe you can enter before the city gates are closed."

"I can find a village around to inquire."

"The news of spending money to buy will be more comprehensive. When you arrive at the Boar Castle, you can follow the mouse drawn by chalk to find it..."

"I get it." Tess gently patted Geros' cheek and said, "Be careful yourself. I will catch up with you."

The half-elf female archer brought a bow and arrow, hung her armor on the horse's back, and then left in the direction she came. She changed into armor while riding a horse, and was soon blocked by the rolling ridges and could not continue to watch.

The convoy continued to move in the other direction, everyone was holding weapons, and even the horses felt the change of the atmosphere, and they all lowered their heads and stopped making trouble with the driver. The convoy walked through the middle of the pillars of the burning corpse, surrounded by the hollow eye sockets filled with tears due to the rain and the open mouths that made silent screams due to pain, and the buzzing flies followed.

The ridge began to descend and then divided into two paths. One side was steps, which was biased to the south; the other side was traffic road, which was biased to the north. The convoy could only choose to go north silently, and then found two farmhouses at the foot of the mountain. There was a vegetable garden in front of the farmhouse, a chicken coop and a rabbit cage behind it. The green vegetable field not far away surrounded a long-lasting well, with no buckets beside the well. One house had collapsed by heavy rain, and the other was being robbed.

Four corpses were lying on the ground. From a distance, they looked two old women and a couple. Their backs were stained with blood. Three people wearing chain armor and three different types of tin hats were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the yard. Two people hanging their hats were using an axe to break the furniture in the house to make a fire. Five dead chickens were placed on the stone table in the yard that was originally used to rest and drink water, and their necks were cut off by axe.

"Hey, look, someone is here." A fat man rummaged through the cabinet poked his helmet high and squinted his eyes at the ridge. "It's amazing, the rain is so heavy, we all dare to hide, and there are those who can come from the ridge? We are not afraid of seeing the scorched corpse. It seems that they are outlaws."

"The outlaw should be out of his life." A thin man threw away the basket in his hand, squeezed his nostrils with one hand, and blew a pool of filth on the ground. "Our boss is here soon, right? The adults above have to make up the number of people. Isn't these just enough?"

"Then hold them back and pack them up in a while."

Except for the robbers who were igniting fire and boiling water to remove the feathers for the chickens, the other four people came to the entrance of the farmhouse with long halberds, axes and heavy swords, which happened to be on the main road. One of them threw a straw rope to the ground, tied to the air at both ends, as a wire rope to block the road. They held weapons, stood on both sides of the road, and looked at the caravans that were approaching with playful smiles.

Jeros stood high in the first car, holding the flag of the Golden Dog Caravan in his hand. "I'm sorry to give way. We are the Golden Dog Caravan. The merchants here pay full taxes and are protected."

"Who is protected? Is the dead?" The fat man laughed. The gold teeth in his mouth shone on his back, but it gave people the feeling that the model was a little wrong, and it seemed to be a little smaller than other teeth. "We have confiscated your money, but we are willing to talk to you. After all, it is a long-term business. What price do you give to me on the average passerby?"

"It depends on how high the mountains are, how deep the water is, and how many trees are in the forest."

"This is all nonsense! What you need to look at is my mood." The fat man's eyes rolled and he thought of an idea. "It happened that the rain was clear, and I was in a good mood and hungry. You guys go and deal with the body. I'm looking for someone to cook the chicken soup. I won't charge you anymore. I won't charge you in the future. How about it?"

"We are a caravan, you can give money, bury the body and cook for you... that's not possible." Geros touched his chin and said, "The market price is twenty gold coins, I can..."

"Go to your code, I want money to rob you directly, so I'll have all the money? Come down to cook for me, I'm hungry! If these guys don't give me chicken, I'll eat people! Do you want to be eaten by me?"

"If you eat us, there must be a merchant selling you the stolen goods, right? I dare say that if you rob us, there will be no merchant from any caravan in any chamber of commerce to sell you the stolen goods. You can't buy things, sell things, and you will only get poorer and poorer."

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about it. I won't rob money today, I will rob people. Let me..."

Jeros spit out a miniature whistle from his mouth, and while blowing it, he threw out a flying knife. The knife was spinning horizontally and inserted into the fat man's Adam's apple, while the convoy rushed forward as the whistle sounded.

The sound of ping-pong sounded in his ears. The fat man knelt on the ground and pulled out the blade. He felt that all the strength in his body was disappearing from his neck, and his chest was hot and tide. Before he fell down, he had only time to squeeze out a few balls of blood from the corner of his mouth, and then... there was nothing else.

Dagon only felt that he was rushing a little slow, and he didn't get the head in the end. There was no way, he didn't know that there was a secret code of whistle and charge, and he was a little far away in the middle of the convoy and his legs were a little short.

These robbers’ martial arts are not good. You can see that they have practiced them during resistance, but they did not really learn martial arts with their masters, but practiced how to avoid being stabbed by their weapons. The one who holds the halberd actually took the middle. When they shifted the gear, they thought they were holding the door panel, and then they were killed by both sides. The one who holds the shield will remove the shield when using an axe, so they were stabbed into the kidney by the dagger thrown by Jeros, and they lost their combat ability in pain.

"These robbers may have accomplices, let's leave as soon as possible." Jelos recovered his flying knife and dagger from the body, and kicked the rope blocking the road. "Maip, Barth and the bucket hoop, put these corpses in the dilapidated house over there, pour kerosene and burn them all. We don't have time to bury this family, so we don't have the robbers to bury them with them, and maybe we can forgive us."

Dagon came outside the looted yard and looked inside through the wooden fence, feeling quite unhappy. From the conversation between the robbers, we can see that the family took in these robbers during heavy rain. Unexpectedly, they revenge after the rain stopped and killed them.
Chapter completed!