I am reborn as a lord in Rome

After lifting the curtain and glancing at it, Naru couldn't help but urge the driver again: "Hurry up and get rid of the car behind." He

was so upset because he knew that it was Woolley who was sitting in the carriage behind him.

There are many reasons why Naru hates Woolley, but the most important thing is because of last night's fight, Naru is a good-looking person, and it was not too embarrassing to be knocked to the ground by Woolley in public, after all, the other party is upright and young and he has entered old age, the most embarrassing thing for him is that when he was knocked to the ground by Woolley, he would actually take advantage of Woolley's hand to help him, and sneak attack him with a punch, but this punch not only did not save a little face, but aroused Woolley's anger, and then, he took another punch, and when he woke up, it was already the second half of the night......

Naru, who had always been good-looking, felt that he could not afford to lose this man, so before dawn he urged the coachman to prepare the carriage, but he did not realize that his carriage had not yet driven out of the town less than a mile before Woolley's car caught up.

Of course, Woolley wouldn't think he was chasing Naru's car, according to him, it was just a coincidence, and then again, there was only one way to the city of Lincwinton, and there was no rule that no one could take it.

A few miles after their carriage drove out of Salt Marsh Town, another carriage pulled out of Salt Marsh Town, and in this carriage sat four Daishan teenagers, but they were only half of Woolley's escort force on this trip, and the other four teenagers set off a little earlier than Naru.

This is the first time that Woolley has arranged for so many people to protect himself, and he was shocked by what Nivea and Bird said a few days ago - more than ninety percent of the attacks on Salt Marsh Town in the past ten years have been caused by the collusion of officials and bandits, and nearly thirty percent of the proceeds from each large-scale bandit dispatch will go into the pockets of these officials.

Woolley knew that the so-called Sancheng was not actually taken seriously by these officials, because every robbery in the town was the best time for these guys to make money, they would exaggerate the losses, and then apply for subsidies from the city-state of Rincington for various reasons such as repairing the parapet, rebuilding facilities, recruiting soldiers, buying ordnance, and compensating the townspeople, so as to double or triple the amount of losses in the town and report it upwards

In addition to the fact that the most powerful people in the city of Rincington not only have a share but also get the lion's share, there is also the most crucial reason - although the salt marsh town is directly managed by the city-state of Lincington, its expenses are paid by the Supreme Council of Assyrian nobles, which is why Chief Connor will lend so many gold coins to Woolley for construction, and the members of the Supreme Council have no objection.

Bearing the entire loss of the town was a last resort for the Supreme Council, and the First Legion's garrison in Leventynton refused to do its best to suppress the bandits, and the few who held real power in the city of Lincington always complained that the burden of the town was heavy and that they were going to give up, and let the townspeople move to an area suitable for planting near the city of Lincington to build a new town ......

Let me ask you, how dare the Supreme Council reduce the salt production of the Assyrian territory by 60 percent? If the salt production is low, the price of salt will inevitably skyrocket, and when the time comes, the people's resentment will boil, and perhaps the Assyrian territory will be in chaos, and in the event of civil strife, will the Hulits, who have been eyeing and eagerly trying, not take advantage of the situation?

Therefore, even if the salt production of Salt Marsh Town is deteriorating, even if Salt Marsh Town is rampant every year, all kinds of real and false losses, the Supreme Council of Nobles headed by Chief Connor must take all the orders, and if this salt marsh town is not supported, it will not only give up this town that is related to the lifeblood of Assyria to some people with inflated ambitions, but also bring many hidden dangers to Assyria, and if you are not careful, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the past ten years, the Supreme Council not only did not receive a single gold coin from the salt production of the salt marsh town, but also had to pay an average of 20,000 or 30,000 gold coins a year to subsidize it, but it finally ensured the salt supply of the Assyrian territory, and in addition, it did not let those ambitious people find an excuse to abandon the town.

However, there is always a limit to patience, for example, this time Woolley's imminent order was a decision made when Chief Connor could not bear it, for this long-time high-ranking magnate, the use of Woolley was a bold attempt, but it was not uncertainty, because the disturbances made by Woolley in the city of Assyria showed his ability and his position.

With the exception of Woolley and Connor, no one knows exactly what the two talked about in their last meeting before Woolley's appointment. Many years later, the dying Connor, because of his old age and forgetfulness, was unable to give a clear account of the experience in his memoirs, but only wrote it as an ordinary conversation, but at the end of his description of this memory, he wrote: "As Woolley Greenor got up to leave, I said to him, 'You must win them. He replied, 'I will win'. "

This is somewhat of a way to tell the ...... of the unusual

The day after leaving Salt Marsh Town, Naru still couldn't get rid of Woolley, but he was much more relieved, because Woolley didn't come to look for him when he stayed overnight, so Naru who originally thought that Woolley would come to tease him felt good, at least not embarrassed.

In the afternoon, the two cars entered the dense forest area along the road. From here, the road plunged headlong into the depths of the overcast mountains, and the road traversed the mountains, undulating and looming, like a winding and floating gray-yellow belt.

This dense forest area is very vast, and the carriages and horses walk at an ordinary pace, and it takes about half a day to walk through it, because this area has many mountains, forests, dense streams, and many bandits, and has also become a hiding place for many bandits, such as the crow valley occupied by the crow bandits, which is less than forty miles away from the horse road.

At the same time, this dense forest area is also the area where the most raids are made by merchants.

Naru's carriage sped up after entering the dense forest area, he was not worried about encountering bandits, his carriage body was so clearly marked that even if there were bandits hiding on the side of the road to watch, it was impossible to come forward and harass him, because the bandits always knew who could touch and who couldn't, Naru was the salt governor of Lincington, and if he provoked him, it would definitely destroy some tacit understanding and make things happen that shouldn't have happened.

Woolley slowed down and ordered the driver to sit in the curtain.

"Lord Woolley, do you think there will be bandits in ambush?" the coachman hurriedly asked, as a full-time coachman in Salt Marsh Town, he didn't know how many times he had traveled this way, so he naturally knew that Woolley's move was a precaution.

"Perhaps. Woolley replied that although the coachman was a humble person, he was also a human life, and Woolley would not do such a thing as putting the coachman in danger.

"Lord Woolley, why don't I hurry up and catch up with Naru Salt's chariot?" the coachman asked, hesitating for a moment, for walking on such a road would naturally be a good point to be in groups.

"No, I don't. Woolley shook his head, and his left hand reached for the wooden box in the inner corner of the carriage.

The wooden box has two layers, the first is a single crossbow machine, the range and lethality are better than those used by the Daishan team, and the second layer is a long sword, the sword body is narrow and slender, and the tip of the sword is sharp, suitable for stabbing attacks.

Wu Lai quickly took out the crossbow machine, and began to put it on his left arm, and when the coachman heard the movement, he couldn't help but turn around and glance at it, and when he saw Wu Lai's behavior, his heart also chuckled, and said that Lord Wu Lai actually made such preparations, should there really be a bandit for a while, right? Behind Wu

Lai's car, the carriage of Daishan's team still followed unhurriedly, about a mile away.

Meanwhile, about two miles ahead of Woolley's carriage, Naru's carriage had just overtaken a black wagon ......

After another meal, Wu Lai's carriage came to a narrow road, and saw that the dangerous peaks on both sides of the road were lined with huge boulders, like hideous minions, and like fierce beasts from ancient times, leaping or standing or lying down, with thousands of postures.

Wu Lai frowned, concentrating on vigilance, how dare the coachman speak at this time, and muttered secretly while whipping and urging, but there must be no bandits......

At the same time, above the slope of the stone slope somewhere in front, a few pairs of peeping eyes slowly appeared, and the first person was actually Henry, who was suppressed by Woolly one after another, and the people who squatted beside him and watched the movement with him turned out to be several bandits.

When he saw the logo on the carriage body, the corner of Henry's mouth raised a grim smile, and he quickly took out a piece of black cloth from his arms and tied it to his face, wrapping most of his face in the black cloth, and then, with a light wave of his hand, a bandit next to him immediately drew his sword and slashed at several vines ......

When the sound of "boom" sounded, the coachman subconsciously followed the sound, and his eyes suddenly flashed with horror.

"Lord Woolley, there are bandits!" reminded the coachman in a loud voice as he pulled his horse.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Wu Lai clenched his sword in a deep voice, and for some reason, when the chauffeur, who was originally very nervous, heard his words, his fear suddenly decreased by half.

What is the matter with me? The coachman, strange at his mood, struggled to pull back the reins in an attempt to make the horse turn around, for at the roar of the rumble had rolled down the slope and blocked the way.

The horses neighed, but before the horses could turn, there was another rumbling sound behind the car, and the coachman was shocked, and the secret road was terrible, and listening to this sound, it was obvious that the back road had been blocked in the same way.

"What shall we do, Lord Woolley?" the coachman panicked again, his voice trembling with some weeping.

Wu Lai was waiting to be comforted, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and he did not hesitate at the moment, he reached out and grabbed the coachman's collar and pulled it back, but his body also fell at the same time, and there was a dense sound of arrows entering the wood - doo, and several feather arrows pierced the curtain and flew in, if it weren't for Woolley's quick movements, he might have been safe and sound, but the driver who covered the front door must not be safe.

"Lie down here and don't move. Wu Lai immediately shouted in a low voice, and the ambush man shot a random arrow without saying a word, obviously not for wealth but for life, and it would be much safer to let the coachman lie still on his stomach.

Where do the coachmen dare to move at this moment, after hearing this, the two trembling answered, and desperately pressed their bodies to the car board, eager to get into the car board and merge with it.

"Don't be silent. Woolley lowered his voice and curled up in the inner corner of the carriage, where the planks were so thickened that he might not be able to penetrate them with a spear at close range, not to mention the feathered arrows.

As soon as Woolley curled up his body, he shot again, and as the neighing of the horses sounded in pain, the body shook violently, and he stopped ......moving

"Lord Woolley, the horse is probably dead. The coachman's voice was not much louder than a fly, but Woolley's ears were also good, and he could hear it clearly.

"Don't worry. Woolley squinted his eyes and listened intently, and outside the car, there was a noise of footsteps in the distance.

More than twenty men rushed to Woolley's carriage, and they were outflanked from the front and rear in two groups, and Henry was among them, and at this moment he was walking behind the bandits with his face covered and a man with a flesh and intestine.

This guy with tendons and flesh is named Tulu, and he specializes in dirty work among the bandits, what is dirty work - assassination, kidnapping.

It stands to reason that Henry didn't need to take such a risk, in the Assyrian territory, colluding with bandits was an unforgivable felony for both officials and people, and Henry hated Woolley very much, but even to the extent that he wanted to take his life, it was too much to come in person.

Of course, Henry did not want to come in person, but he did not dare to disobey the order, so he felt a little unsteady for more than a day.

But now it's steady, because judging from the current situation, even the horse has been shot to death, can the people in the car still not die?"

Before he could get close to the carriage, a minion rushed to report to Tulu.

"Arrange a few people to go over, and rob it, if there is a woman ......" Tu Lu laughed fiercely before he finished speaking, and the minion grinned and turned around to beckon for people.

"Let's check it first. Henry frowned.

"Check that's your business. "We don't know what this Woolley Green looks like."

Henry was stunned, hesitated slightly, drew his sword from its sheath, and walked briskly to the carriage full of arrows......