Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 502: Additional Insurance

"Attack! We're under attack!"

The guard captain in the middle of the convoy rode on his war horse and shouted, "Pack up the vehicles. Everyone, get ready for battle."

He was also considered a genius. He didn't panic too much in the face of a sudden attack. He commanded the convoy to form a circle and occupy the middle of the road. The guards used the carriage as a cover and unleashed their weapons, firearms, and guns.

Apart from the front and rear carriages being caught off guard by Alan and Jorah's knights, the remaining five carriages reacted in time. By the time Alan and the rest controlled the two carriages, Graar's guards had already formed a circle. There were seven carriages in the convoy, and although Glar had a lot of possessions, it was not exaggerated to the point that he had to use seven carriages to carry them.

Among them, only the two carriages in the middle were truly filled with treasures and jewelry. The other carriages contained some large-scale weapons and equipment in order to conceal their presence. Even if he had to open the box and inspect it when he passed through the city gates, Grar was not afraid that anyone would discover the truth. If Allen and the others hadn't had a clear goal and knew what Grar's true goal was, otherwise, seeing that the convoy was just transporting ordinary weapons, they wouldn't have thought of robbing him.

One had to know that selling these scraps of bronze and scrap iron wouldn't make a lot of money.

"Who are you? Do you know whose convoy this is?" The guard captain shouted, raising his sword high. "This is Viscount Grayer's military supplies for Duke Ouban. Robbing military resources is a felony!"

"Of course we know what we're doing, but you guys, don't do anything pointless. If you don't want to get hurt, get lost, or you'll have to bear the consequences." Alan changed his voice slightly, making it sound a lot deeper.

The guard captain's throat was bitter. Alan floated out just now, and the scene of him forcing the first car guard back with a knife was still vivid in his mind. The opponent's saber power was dense, and one could tell that he was an expert at a glance. There was no one in Yifang who could contend against such a person. Not to mention the powerful auras of the comrades who appeared afterwards, the captain really didn't know where such a team came from.

He wanted to abandon the car and run away, but there was Glar's belongings in it. Losing those things, Glar still didn't want his life. '"I repeat, this is Lord Glar's caravan. Even if you succeed, you will not have a good life …" he shouted.

Jorah interrupted him and said, "Stop talking nonsense with them. Go!"

Under her command, several confidant knights had already pounced forward like wolves and tigers. Ruo La also raised his gun and fired. Flames flickered, and a convoy guard spat out blood from his chest and fell to the ground. Ellen shrugged his shoulders and didn't rush to attack. With a finger of his saber, William and Bloy pounced over.

The caravan guards used the carriage as a cover and everyone picked up their rifles or short barrels of fire. Guns firing. The sound of gunfire rose and fell, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder. The firepower of the guards wasn't weak, but it was a pity that none of them weren't elite experts. Not to mention the two of them, they were the elite knights. Although they were wearing cloaks, they were all wearing close-fitting scales. Coupled with the fact that they were using their full Origin Energy to protect their bodies, as long as they weren't aiming at a vital place like the Face Gate, the iron pellets of the spear wouldn't be able to pierce through their bodies protected by both Origin Energy and scales.

In the blink of an eye, the knights had already rushed close to the convoy. The convoy guards were helpless and could only raise their swords to meet them.

The two of them rushed over from the other side. William constantly shifted his position, making it impossible for the convoy guards to keep up with the changes in his position. At least seven or eight of the ten shots missed. Bloy covered his face with two hammers and charged forward. The level of the Highlanders continued to rise, and the nature of Origin Energy gradually became rough and thick. They cover Bloy's skin and form a layer of origin force field. The iron pellets of these firearms landed on his body, and they were only skin and flesh wounds as they looked at the bloodstains on his body.

Broyle traded his minor injuries for the opportunity to approach the caravan and threw out the next short hammer. The hammer was poured with Origin Energy, revealing a bright red luster. The entire warhammer emitted a red light as it spun and let out an intimidating whistle. It pulled out a faint red tail of light into the air and smashed into the convoy. The first half of the carriage was directly blown apart, and the three guards hiding behind screamed and fell.

One of them was struck by a warhammer and his entire chest collapsed. In midair, he had already swallowed his last breath and died.

Bloy's hammer smashed through the defensive line in front of him, and William seized the opportunity to charge into the gap. The fists with finger tigers twitched like machine guns. A series of explosions rang out, and several guards responded with fists. Everyone spat out blood, and even if they didn't die, they were seriously injured.

As expected, the convoy's defensive line gradually collapsed. After all, Allen had sent out all the elites, and the guards under Gral were just ordinary goods. Even the captain of the 15th rank was killed by the bayonet of the eldest young miss without being able to retaliate even if Ruo La retained her strength.

Just as the overall situation was about to be decided, killing intent suddenly surged in a carriage. A dark purple sword flashed out and shot straight at Ruo La. This sword thrust was the moment Ruo La raised the sword in the captain's hand. Ruo La revealed a tiny flaw that was almost neglected. However, he was caught by the swordsman who had suddenly pounced out of the car. He should have known that this person was also considered an expert.

Intense and sudden, Ruo La did not have much combat experience, and her face immediately turned shocked. Without caring about attacking the guard captain, he retreated, and at the same time, the bayonet moved left and right, pulling out a blade screen. The sword that carried the purple light stabbed into the saber screen as fast as a shooting star. There was clearly only one sword strike, but it produced a series of rumbling sounds. Ruo La was killed by the other party and retreated repeatedly. The swordsman gritted his teeth and attacked furiously, planning to take down Ruo La, who had the capital to betray him.

He was an adventurer that Grar had secretly hired, and he was already at level 17. He was even more skilled in swordsmanship. This was a secret arrangement made by Grar. Originally, it was for the sake of safety, but he didn't expect it to be of any use. The swordsman had been hiding in the carriage, which was filled with more than half of Glar's treasury. Unless it was a critical moment, he was unwilling to make a move. However, tonight's robbery was unexpectedly tough. Seeing that the guards were defeated, he had no choice but to give it a shot.

Just now, when he saw that Ruo La had ordered an attack, he knew that even if she wasn't the leader of this group, she was still an important person. Capture her and you'll have the capital to negotiate. In the worst case scenario, he would still be able to save his own life. Fortunately, he was able to hold his breath and hid in the carriage until Ruo La revealed a flaw before launching an explosive attack. Sure enough, after the battle, he had gained the upper hand. Ruo La's level was even higher than his. However, for a moment, he had only managed to kill him with his defensive power, not his counterattack.

But not long after the swordsman was happy, he suddenly placed a hand on Ruo La's shoulder. Ruo La was dragged out of his sword stance. Another person suddenly appeared behind Ruo La, replacing Ruo La. The saber in his hand suddenly exploded with a ball of light, and a saber turned into millions of saber lights and exploded. Suddenly, the swordsman's ears were filled with sharp saber howls, and the air suddenly turned cold by three degrees. The opponent's saber aura was overwhelming and his offensive was ruthless. He could tell at a glance that he was an experienced veteran of the battlefield. He was not someone that Ruo La could compare to, who had no rank but lacked combat experience.

The swordsman's pupils narrowed as he closed his sword. He didn't ask for any merit, but for no merit. He carefully dealt with Allen's attack. Alan snorted. The opponent's sword skills were solid, but he was also an expert. If he didn't need to conceal his identity, he could have attacked with all his might and defeated his opponent in just a few blades. But now, he didn't dare to use his signature saber technique. He was afraid that others would see the flaws, so he could only use his basic saber technique to attack.

However, Allen's basic skills were also extremely solid. He used a few saber moves quickly and ruthlessly, and used all of his strength to slash, cut, sweep, and pick out sabers. Under such an offensive, every time the opponent took a single slash, it would be equivalent to an invisible exchange of attacks with Allen's Origin Energy. Allen's Origin Energy was already a level higher than his. Under such a collision, the swordsman felt his arm go numb and his strength was inadequate.

Another hard blow rang out, and sparks erupted from the intersection of the swords and knives. However, Allen's steel saber snapped apart in the middle. Originally, his saber was originally of the color of a large-scale commodity. After a series of hard battles, he was unable to defeat his opponent's fine sword. However, the Origin Energy they fought with was blown apart. The swordsman was delighted. Just as he was about to attack, Alan threw the broken saber at his face.

He could only dodge, but Alan had already pulled out the dagger behind his waist after such a delay. The devil's praise was rarely seen in front of people, not to mention that it did not activate its awakening posture. It was like an ordinary dagger. At most, the devil gemstones at the hilt of the saber were more eye-catching. Alan held the dagger in his hand, and his fighting style changed once again. The dagger in his hand became light and treacherous, completely different from the tyrannical saber technique he had just used.

The pitiful swordsman had just adapted to his previous style of play, but Allen had changed into a dagger. His style was completely different, and he immediately attacked him in a hurry. The dagger in Allen's hand lit up as he pointed at the other side of the sword and lifted the sword away. With a clear howl, his Origin Energy surged and his entire body crashed into the swordsman's embrace. When the swordsman felt that something was wrong, a trace of coldness continuously came from his hands. Then, intense pain struck him, but his arms and wrists were lifted open by daggers, causing blood to jump.

Especially when the tip of the tiger holding the sword was sliced by the dagger, it was unable to hold the longsword steadily under the pain of eating. Allen raised his leg and kicked it, and the longsword flew out. Allen instantly gained the upper hand. The dagger sliced continuously, creating a dazzling saber light. In the end, the dagger rested on his throat. The swordsman smiled bitterly and raised his hands to show his surrender.

At the end of the battle, under the assault of Zora's knights and William, Grar's guards either died or surrendered. As for the secret swordsman that Grar had set up, he was tied up and handed over to Jorah. Jorah ordered his men to bring him down first and then let the elite knights open all the boxes. Those with swords and sabers abandoned them, while those with belongings were all transported away.

The knights were quick-witted, and in less than an hour they moved all the yellow and white things that Grar had accumulated over the years into their carriages. At this moment, two knights drove their carriages and left. Alan and the others tied the guards together and threw them under the old tree before leaving. This place was located at the traffic junction. When dawn arrived, some people would naturally discover these unlucky guards. Whether they were alive or dead in the fury of Grar's lightning was none of Ellen's business.