Chapter 432: Sneak Attack

In the afternoon, Luca came to the stable again, where fifty cavalrymen familiar with the local environment selected by the cavalry officers and Andrew were already waiting there.

The soldiers were fully armed. They took off their chain mail and wore light leather armor. They carried wooden bows and bags full of arrows on their backs and cavalry swords on their waists.

Lu Jia was not dressed ostentatiously this time, wearing ordinary soldier armor and weapons. Perhaps because he had been a soldier for a long time, he did not look like an officer at all. Not only did the soldiers and officers along the way fail to recognize him at first, but even Andrew almost mistook him for a latecomer.

"Okay, now, are all the people here?" Luga asked, "According to my instructions, they should all be soldiers who can shoot arrows and ride horses, right?"

"Yes, among those who can ride horses, their archery skills are the best!"

“I can ride a horse.”

"Yes, sir!" Andrew said seriously. At this time, Andrew seemed to suddenly remember something, and then came over to ask Luca: "Luca, we haven't decided where to go yet."

"Of course, I have already made a plan." Luca said, taking out a piece of parchment from his breastplate and handing it to Andrew, and said to Andrew: "This time we will stay away from our jurisdiction and go to the Alans' territory. Our main plan is to imitate the situation when the Alans attacked them so that they will suffer the same losses as us. In this way, they may be able to restrain themselves or hunt us down everywhere. At this time, we can complete our mission and leave with peace of mind."

"If we are surrounded by the Alans without any support, won't we be doomed?" Andrew said worriedly, "If we are caught, won't it be a disaster?"

"Why do you think so much every day?" Luca looked at Andrew impatiently and said, "We will definitely make a big profit this time. Now the Alans are thinking about how to rob us. How could they think that their own things would be robbed by us?"

"So where do we put the things we looted?"

"Don't worry, Marenius will send troops to support you." Luga nodded at Andrew, signaling him not to worry and just do what Luga said.

Andrew was still somewhat skeptical. After all, this was not a war, but a sneak attack deep behind enemy lines. What frightened him was the unknown rather than the real enemy in front of him.

"Okay, let's go, after all, time is very tight." Luga waved to the cavalry, and then mounted his horse. "Remember, divide into four groups, go out from the four city gates, and then we will gather in the woods under the nearest mountain outside the city. Don't get lost then!"

While Andrew was in a daze, Luca had already mounted his horse and was calling on the cavalry to prepare to set off. Andrew finally came to his senses at this time, and he followed him on his horse and followed Luca out of the city gate.

The targets of the Alans' attacks were all near the Hukar River, so Luca felt that this was where they stored the looted goods for transport. However, searching was like finding a needle in a haystack, but Luca didn't mind it. His targets were random, which meant that as long as he saw a target that could be attacked, he would make the attacked Alans feel fear.

Three days later, beyond the Hurka River and the woods on both sides of the river, a group of people and horses were marching along a winding path.

This was a convoy consisting of ten carriages, with dozens of fully armed guards on the left and right of the carriages. Most of them were walking, but there were four or five officers on horseback.

"Oh, what a wonderful day." One of the officers was holding half an apple and chewing it. He was riding on a horse and a special soldier led the horse for him. He was enjoying it very much, after all, it was an easy job.

"Chief."

A cavalryman rode up behind him. The guy turned around and saw that the cavalryman didn't have anything to report. He just had a leather bag full of liquid in his hand.

"What is this?" The leader looked at the soldier who handed him the liquid with a puzzled look.

"Wine, wine, something from the Romans." The cavalryman explained without hesitation: "This is what we found in the village at that time."

"Oh, Roman stuff!" The Alan leader took the wine bag and opened the seal. He first smelled it, his eyebrows twitching, and he uttered a faint "oh". Then he held up the wine bag and poured a big mouthful of it into his mouth.

"Oh, the Romans' stuff is like the dirty, smelly women in the tent outside, hard to drink and smelly. What is this? It's not even as good as my cow's milk!" Alan, the little leader, obviously had a lot of complaints about the Romans' wine. After all, it was looted from the village and was a low-quality wine. The public was the humble people in the village, so how could it be accepted by the elegant people?

"Give it to us, let the guys have a taste." Alan, the little leader, frowned and returned the bag of wine to the cavalryman who brought it to him. "I've tasted better. My God, that's the wine for the nobles. It's like the wine for the ladies in the city. It's fragrant and full of flavor. It's a treasure!"

"Oh, my God, so I want to try it too!" The cavalryman's eyes lit up when he heard this and he looked very excited.

"Oh? You guy, do you want to try wine or women?" The Alan leader looked at him with a meaningful look.

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"Yeah, I want to try them all." The Alan cavalryman thought for a moment and answered shyly.

"Haha, good, you are worthy of being our warrior. It is not shameful to have such thoughts. On the contrary, it will inspire your fighting spirit. Wait and see, it turns out that all the noble ladies in the territory have been occupied by the big chiefs. As long as we go to rob any of their cities, we must dare to find those poor women who can only scream and run away when they see us before these greedy guys. Then...hahaha!"

Such "hearty" but not obscene laughter could be heard from far away, but they didn't care because no one believed that there would be any traces of Romans within a few kilometers or even dozens of kilometers.

The scorching sun soon made the guy on horseback sweat profusely. He suddenly took off his helmet and hung it on the horse's back, cursing the damn weather. Sweat kept dripping from his forehead. While drinking water, he took out an apple from the wooden frame on the carriage next to him and stuffed it into his mouth impatiently. At this moment, he felt something suddenly appear in front of his eyes when he looked up, making his eyes go black.

"laugh!"

It was like a heavy punch hitting his throat, which made him lose his balance and fall off his horse. He felt unbearable pain in his throat. He wanted to call the people around him but couldn't make a sound. When he opened his mouth, blood gushed out. He looked closely and found that the unknown object was an arrow that pierced his throat.

(End of this chapter)