A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Sal Desert, desert yellow sand, hot wind swept across the sky, blew across the earth, and kicked up dust on the ground.

The ground is dry, and there are mottled cracks everywhere, like traces of wrinkles carved on the earth.

The terrain of this desert is not flat. It is full of small hills, cliffs and Gobi. The long-term erosion of wind and sand has caused the stone mountains in this area to be eroded into strange shapes and caves.

The rocks are rugged, and when the wind blows, a strange whining sound is heard.

It's fine during the bright day, but once it's dark night, the whine becomes even more frightening, like the whine of a monster in the dark, making people feel chills standing on end when listening to it.

A huge strange rock that looks like three raised fingers stands in the desert. On the top of the rock cliff, someone is lying on it, looking like he is taking a nap.

He was wearing a linen outfit, with his tanned arms raised and pillowed behind his head. A short brown cloak of rough wool covered his face, blocking the fierce sunlight coming down from the silent high altitude.

"Sal!"

There were shouts from below, especially loud in the empty desert.

After shouting several times, the man with his face covered finally responded. The wool cloak shook a little and slipped down, revealing a young face.

The young man's face has deep outlines and firm lines, which can be said to be handsome. However, due to the erosion of wind and sand all year round, his skin is not only very tanned, but also extremely rough, making his whole person look a little rougher.

The hot sun was shining on his face, and he yawned lazily, and his messy black hair swayed in the wind.

"Sal—"

When the shouts from below came again, the young man with the same name as the desert jumped up and jumped down from the top of the tall strange rocks nimbly.

Then, still looking like he was awake, he opened his mouth and yawned again.

Standing in front of Sal was a young man about the same age as him. Apparently he was used to Sal's lazy appearance, and he spoke to himself: "Here comes a fat sheep, right in front, and another half The hour is up.”

"I've inquired about it, it's a small caravan."

He asked, making a cutting gesture with his palm.

"How is it? Do you want to kill or not?"

"Well, kill it."

Sal lowered his eyes and did not raise his head, still looking like he was not awake.

His understatement decided the fate of that small caravan.

"okay!"

The young man responded excitedly.

He dared to run back to inform his companions, but was stopped by Thrall again.

"Have you given an explanation for the Sivali group's crossing of the border some time ago?"

Sal asked casually as he scratched his messy hair.

"No, those idiots never replied."

Sal snorted, his eyes drooping again.

Because of its remote location, harsh environment, and sparse population, this desert has always been in chaos, with many gangs of robbers and horse thieves, large and small.

However, even if it seems to be a chaotic place, there are tacit agreements in the desert.

One of the most basic default agreements is that each bandit group has its own fixed territory and is not allowed to cross the border into other people's territory without special circumstances.

In this desert, bandit groups are generally divided into two types.

One type is the locals who were born and raised in this desert, such as the Fela bandits, while the other type is the outsiders who committed crimes and fled here.

The two groups dislike each other and have an extremely bad relationship.

Of course, no matter which faction they belong to, the caravans passing through here will gnash their teeth with hatred.

After all, bandits of all sizes in this desert make a living by robbing caravans passing by.

Sal is the small leader of the Fira bandits.

To be precise, the leader of Fela is Sal's father. His father has always been ambitious and wanted to be the king of this desert, so he gave his son the name of the desert, Sal.

However, this ambitious leader was accidentally seriously injured in a fight with other gangs a year ago and has been recovering from his injuries, so Sal became the de facto leader of the Fira gang.

The reason why he mentioned the Sivali Bandits just now is because more than half a month ago, the Sivali Bandits in the northeast suddenly crossed the border and stepped onto the territory of their Fela Gang for unknown reasons, attacking those who were passing by. Mission of Tasda.

Although it was only a day and a night, it already involved provoking the majesty of the Fela bandits.

Until now, the Sivali bandits have not given them an explanation.

Sal lowered his eyes and thought, after slaughtering the fat sheep, it would be time to go to the leader of the Sivali bandits and ask for an explanation.

If they just slog through like this, not only the other gangs will look down on them, but even the people within Fira will be dissatisfied with themselves as the leader.

You know, in this desert, different gangs occupy various places, just like hyenas of different ethnic groups, it is normal for them to eat each other in order to strengthen themselves.

The weak will eat the strong, and the strong will be respected. If you show even a little bit of weakness or timidity, you will be swallowed clean by the opponent, skin and bones.

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Desert people who make a living by robbing all the year round, who have grown up in this harsh desert and can survive, all have strong strength and extremely strong mobility.

Sal gave the order, and within a quarter of an hour, the gangsters had already gathered.

Nearly a hundred Fira gangsters rode on horseback and hid behind the jagged rocks, lurking and patiently waiting for the arrival of their prey.

As time passed, a small caravan slowly appeared in the yellow sand of the desert and walked towards this side.

You can still vaguely see the people among them still talking and laughing with each other, but they don't realize that they have reached the mouth of the hungry wolf.

Thrall looked at it from a distance.

It was a small caravan with more than a dozen cargo carriages and two passenger carriages, totaling more than a hundred people.

Based on his years of experience in robberies, this small caravan usually has about forty or fifty guards.

He raised his hand, scratched his messy hair out of habit, and then whistled.

In an instant, the Fela gangsters rushed out after receiving the order.

Countless horse hooves trampled on the sand, kicking up dust all over the sky.

Accompanied by gusts of wind and sand, the Fira bandits shouted loudly, waved their broad sabers, made threatening sounds, and rushed towards the fat sheep in their eyes.

The sudden appearance of the horse thief caused the small caravan that was moving forward with laughter and laughter to panic instantly.

But after all, they had been walking for a long time and had a lot of experience facing horse thieves. After the initial panic, the caravan guards acted quickly and arranged the carriages carrying the goods in a circle, using it as a barrier to prevent anyone from entering. Ordinary people with fighting ability hide in it.

The two carriages, which obviously only distinguished caravan leaders could ride on, were naturally protected among them.

The Fera horse thieves quickly surrounded the caravan, trotting around the caravan on horseback, making threatening sounds.

The guards of the caravan were also ready, and a few archers were already hiding behind the carriage, aiming their bows and arrows at the horse thieves surrounding them.

It's just that their faces are not good, and there is sweat on their foreheads.

They only had about a dozen archers, which was not enough lethality to face the agile horse thieves. If those horse thieves really planned to attack them, they were definitely no match.

However, when the guard leader saw the yellow-brown cloth strips wrapped around the arms of these horse thieves, his original solemn expression relaxed a little.

"It's the Fela Bandits."

He said to the people around him.

The other guards who heard this also looked relieved.

The Fela Bandits are one of the large bandits in this desert.

Unlike other gangs, the Ferrama Thieves only seek wealth, do not harm human lives, and are very reputable.

As long as you pay enough property, you will never encounter any attacks in the territory of the Fela Bandits.

The girl who was protected in the carriage looked outside nervously through the window. After hearing the message from the running guard, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She finally persuaded her father to take her on a business trip, thinking it would be fun, but she didn't expect that the whole journey was so hard that it was so hard and not fun at all, and now she had the unlucky chance of bumping into a gang of gangsters.

She will definitely not follow you out next time!

However, if she hadn't come out this time, she wouldn't have met...

She looked up and looked across.

Besides her, there was another person sitting opposite her in the carriage.

To be precise, the carriage she was sitting in was not actually hers, but belonged to the one opposite.

We met on the road, so we walked together.

She was originally riding in a carriage with her father, but because she wanted to talk to the other party, she shamelessly sat over.

In order to appease the other person, she quickly explained the situation about the Fela bandits to the person opposite.

"Don't worry, as long as you pay some tolls, the Fela gang will not make things difficult for us."

The girl said this while watching her father, who was sitting in another carriage, accompanied by the guard leader, go out to negotiate with the horse thieves.

The man sitting opposite the girl smiled and said, "It seems that this gang has a pretty good reputation."

The girl replied dejectedly: "No matter how good your reputation is, you are still a thief, someone who robs people and things."

The girl couldn't help but become worried when she thought that her father often walked on this business road and often encountered such dangerous situations.

"It would be nice if these gangsters didn't exist." She complained: "Why can't the royal court get rid of the banditry here?"

“Because it’s like a weed, if you cut it it will grow back.”

"Then just pull it out by the roots!"

The girl said angrily.

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While the people in the carriage were talking, outside, the owner of the caravan and the father of the girl in the carriage, a businessman, was nodding and saying good things to Sal, hoping to reduce the loss of property.

Thrall never had the patience to talk to these merchants. He just rode lazily and stood aside, letting his companions around him intimidate the merchant.

Looking over, he noticed something was wrong in the caravan.

In addition to the guards on the outside, there are about a dozen guards inside the carriage circle.

There is a clear difference between the ten guards and the guards outside.

They stood upright around the carriage, like pine trees piercing the earth. They were tall and steady, exuding an extremely sturdy feeling and exuding some invisible awe-inspiring aura.

Thrall could feel that these people exuded an evil aura that could only be exuded if their hands were stained with countless blood.

It is simply impossible for a small caravan to have such guards.

Could it be...that there was someone important sitting in that carriage?

Sal's lazy eyes lit up slightly.

If you are lucky and bump into a big shot, you might be able to get a huge ransom!

With this in mind, he raised his hand, pointed to the carriage in the protective circle, and asked the businessman: "Who is sitting in that carriage?"

The businessman was startled for a moment and then said quickly: "It's my little daughter. She's disobedient and makes a fuss and wants to come out to play. So I had to take her out to open her eyes."

Thrall scoffed.

How could a small businessman's daughter have such a powerful guard?

"Is this your daughter?"

He sat on the horse with his eyes downcast, glanced at the businessman from the corner of his eye, and said, "You can give less money if you want. In this case, sir, I happen to be short of a wife, and I happened to bump into your daughter today. This is fate. How about you just let me take your daughter back and marry her?"

As soon as Sal said this, the people around him looked at each other and laughed.

"Little boss, you have reached this age."

"That's not bad either."

"It's time for me to have a baby, little boss. It's time to find a woman."

"Okay, it wouldn't be a bad idea to take a wife back like this."

Listening to the horse thieves laughing and joking, the middle-aged businessman suddenly shed a cold sweat.

"This, how is this possible, no, absolutely not! I -"

"What? You look down on our little leader."

"Looking at such a handsome and handsome man like our little boss, do you still have the guts to make a choice?"

The horse thieves started shouting in confusion.

"Quickly, let your daughter come out."

"If she's not pretty enough, I don't think she's worthy of our leader."

Just when the horse thieves were shouting randomly and the merchant looked panicked, the carriage door suddenly opened.

Someone came out of it.

The long cloak almost covered the man's entire body, leaving only his face exposed.

Under the protection of a dozen guards, the man walked up to Sal and raised his head.

Her long, soft hair was scattered on her cloak.

Under the bright sunlight, the gem-like eyes curved up into the shape of a crescent moon, and the pure gold tone overflowed from the curved eyes.

The horse thieves who were shouting randomly a second ago suddenly fell silent for a moment.

And Sal, who was stared at by those eyes that were like golden gems, couldn't help but pause in breathing.

For some reason, he subconsciously gulped and swallowed.

"I heard you want to marry me?"

The 'beautiful girl' with curved golden eyes looked at Sal with a smile and asked.

The author has something to say: Hey, long time no see, here is the first extra chapter.

The timeline of this extra chapter is one month after Garlan rescued the Tastar Mission.

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