Chapter 44: Disguising as Horse Bandits Again!

Storm Colt?!!

Hearing this name, Roko and Martina's breathing stopped at the same time!

Storm Colt was not a common horse breed in the Bulake Kingdom.

Legend has it that this kind of horse was a special breed living in the Gale Grassland, born with the ability to control wind elements, with extremely fast speed and astonishing endurance, and was recognized as one of the top warhorses on the continent!

An adult Storm Colt's value far exceeded that of a well-trained knight!

Moreover, this kind of warhorse had a fierce personality and was extremely difficult to tame.

Usually, only powerful nomadic peoples or centaur tribes could master the methods of breeding and taming them.

Over a hundred Storm Colts?!

This was simply a huge wealth!

Martina's pure white eyes lit up instantly, flashing with light named "gold coins."

She even subconsciously licked her lips, as if what she saw were not warhorses, but moving gold mountains.

Roko's heart couldn't help but accelerate.

What he needed, he got!

He was worrying about the warhorse matter, and over a hundred top-tier Storm Colts were delivered to his door!

This was simply a god-given opportunity!

"However, that centaur tribe seems to be a bit troublesome."

Roko suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked.

"How many centaurs? What is their strength? Where are they going?"

Hart answered immediately.

"The scout observed that there are about fifty centaurs escorting the horse herd."

"They are poorly equipped and don't look like a powerful fighting tribe, more like a merchant team."

"The leader is a young centaur who looks to have a higher status, wearing relatively gorgeous leather armor and wearing bone ornaments."

"The direction the team is moving is toward the southwest, seemingly wanting to cross the border of our Xin Feng Province and head to the Castilia Principality outside the Bulake Kingdom."

Castilia Principality?

Roko had some impression of this name.

It was a small principality located to the southwest of the Bulake Kingdom, famous for trade and mercenaries.

The centaur tribe driving precious Storm Colts, heading to the Castilia Principality...

Mostly for trade.

Selling these top-tier warhorses to the nobles or mercenary groups of the principality in exchange for the daily necessities or weapons and equipment they needed.

About fifty centaur guards.

This number was not small, but not large either.

Centaurs were born excellent warriors, skilled in archery and horsemanship, with strong impact.

Fifty centaurs, their combat effectiveness was probably no less than one hundred well-trained human knights.

But... Roko looked at Hart, who was standing beside him.

Peak of Great Knight.

And looked at Fula, who was silently cultivating in the distance, with pale red Battle Qi flowing around her.

Initial stage of Great Knight.

Plus himself, Mid-stage of Knight.

And the thirty Knight Reservists and fifty-odd Knight Attendants under his command.

And Bloodaxe, Joven, Luoen, Bake, these knights with good strength.

Even, there were Talos and his eighteen minotaurs with immense strength!

If the plan was appropriate and they caught them off guard, it was not without a chance!

A dangerous light flashed in Roko's eyes.

People don't get rich without windfall, and horses don't get fat without night grass.

This common saying among the bottom layer was now clearly floating in Roko's mind.

Vanguard Valley needed warhorses, a large number of high-quality warhorses.

And now, over a hundred top-tier Storm Colts were just three hundred miles away from him.

Although the escorts were centaurs with not-so-bad combat effectiveness.

But risk often coexisted with opportunity.

Especially in this chaotic border of Xin Feng Province where order had not yet been fully established.

"Martina."

Roko's voice carried an unquestionable decisiveness.

"Formulate an action plan immediately."

"Hart."

He turned to the guard captain.

"Select the most elite scouts, set off immediately, further confirm the centaurs' route, specific strength, defensive deployment, and find the most suitable ambush location."

Martina's snow-white small face instantly bloomed with excited brilliance, and countless gold coins seemed to be shining in her pure white eyes.

"I know!"

She didn't even calculate the risk; her mind was already full of how many supplies and wealth those running Storm Colts could be exchanged for.

【Favorability: 70】

【Loyalty: 50】

Hart nodded steadily.

"Yes, Young Master."

He knew very well the risks of this operation, but understood even better the significance of these warhorses to Vanguard Valley.

And he had gradually adapted to Roko's decisive and ruthless style of doing things, even secretly agreeing with it.

"Are we... still using our previous identity?"

Hart asked in a low voice, referring to disguising as horse bandits.

Roko's mouth hooked into a cold arc.

"The horse bandits of Xin Feng Province seem to have been very active recently."

"One more perfect robbery doesn't matter."

"Remember, our primary goal is the horses, and secondly, to weaken the centaurs' effective strength as much as possible and reduce our own casualties."

"Try to capture the leading centaur alive; perhaps we can ask for some useful information."

"If not, then ensure he cannot live to report back."

Roko's voice was calm, but carried killing intent.

The Baron Carter incident made him understand more deeply the importance of cutting weeds and removing roots.

"Understood."

Hart took the order, turned and left quickly, starting to mobilize people.

Martina also clutched the account book and ran back to the wooden house, preparing to formulate a detailed ambush plan based on Hart's subsequent intelligence.

Roko stood in place, his gaze casting toward the training ground again.

Those knights and soldiers sweating there would soon face a real test.

And their performance would directly determine the fate of Vanguard Valley in the future.

Two days later.

The night was like water, the stars dim.

A team of over two hundred people left Vanguard Valley silently and merged into the vast night.

At the very front of the team were Roko, Hart, and Fula.

They were all wearing inconspicuous leather armor, their faces covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Behind them were fifty elite knights, also dressed as horse bandits.

Further back were Bake, Joven, Luoen, Bloodaxe, and others.

They led the remaining knights, as well as some soldiers who were brave and had undergone rigorous training.

Even Talos and his eighteen minotaurs were brought out by Roko.

These tall and strong minotaurs, although not good at riding horses, their impact and defensive power could exert unexpected effects in specific battlefield environments.

The team moved fast, but was exceptionally quiet.

Only the sound of horse hooves stepping on soft ground, and the occasional low command.

The scouts sent by Hart had already explored the centaur merchant team's route in advance and kept sending back the latest intelligence.

Martina formulated a thorough ambush plan based on this intelligence.

The ambush location was chosen at a place called "Wind Crying Canyon."

It was a long and narrow canyon with steep stone walls on both sides, and a winding path in the middle, only wide enough for a few horses to walk side by side.

The terrain of the canyon greatly limited the mobility of the cavalry, especially for centaurs who were used to charging in open ground, it was a natural cage.

As long as both ends of the canyon could be blocked, they could be trapped inside. ===== CHAPTER 45 =====