Corvinus and his group were closer to the caravan, so they could hear every word of the fully armored merchants below.
"Do you think what race they are, to have a title like 'Your Highness'?" Corvinus turned to Cadia and Tyton and asked.
He had been observing for a long time. From their conversation, it was clear that the caravan guards were orcs, but the few leaders in the center did not seem to be orcs. Their facial features were somewhat human-like, but their height of around seven feet two inches was definitely not human. Although humans in this world were taller than those in the previous world, normal humans were still under seven feet.
A height of seven feet two inches was definitely not human. The armor and protective gear of the other party were very complete, and without removing their helmets, they couldn't recognize them. After all, Corvinus and his group could be considered ignorant in terms of knowledge; they hadn't seen many races.
"I don't know, but the title of 'Your Highness' indicates that the other party's identity should be very noble. I heard my father say that only the son of the royal court's monarch would be respectfully called 'Your Highness'," Tyton thought for a moment and said.
"Could it be that the other party is the son of some king?" Cadia was surprised.
Corvinus looked down again. The bandits were closing in, but bandits were indeed bandits. Before achieving complete victory, some goblins would search the bodies with every step they took. As for the barely alive caravan guards, the bandits were very ruthless, simply smashing them to death.
The situation of the caravan was very bad. Although the caravan guards were individually stronger than the bandits, after all, they couldn't fight against so many. Moreover, it seemed that those few leaders were all seriously injured, and even the "Your Highness" in the center was very weak, almost unable to stand.
"Do you think how much reward the other party would give us if we rescue that 'Your Highness'?" Suddenly, Corvinus's eyes brightened and asked. At the same time, the system in his mind quickly operated, and soon, groups of data appeared in his mind.
There was nothing much on the bandit side; the highest was the fourth level of the boar-man leader. However, the caravan side shocked Corvinus. Because those five non-orcs were actually high elves.
Elves, a powerful race that combines beauty and strength throughout their lives, are considered the world's strongest race, except for the rare dragon race. Unexpectedly, he encountered five elves.
After looking at their strength, Corvinus was even more surprised. Among the five elves, there were three mages and two warriors. Among the three mages, two were level six, and one was level five, which was that "Your Highness." The two warriors were level five and six, respectively. However, apart from "Your Highness," the other four elves were seriously injured.
Rescue!
Must rescue!
Although it is said that high elves are arrogant and look down upon all races other than elves, some dark elf branches even look down upon them. But what do elves represent? They represent money, not to mention the ancient high elves, who are even richer. Moreover, this time it is a prince, who should be worth hundreds or even thousands of gold coins.
"Rescue them?" Tyton and Cadia were both stunned at the same time. However, Tyton reacted quickly, "This is actually a good idea. The other party is a prince after all, and he should not be too stingy."
"Since that's the case, let's rescue them. We are short of money anyway!" Corvinus said with a smile.
Immediately, Corvinus and his group rode their war-wolves, deliberately making noise. Both sides in the fierce battle below immediately noticed their presence. On the bandit side, the boar-man leader's dim eyes showed surprise, and then his face turned ugly as he shouted at Corvinus and his group, "This is the territory of the Mandar Bandit Group. Don't meddle in other people's affairs!"
However, the boar-man leader was still a bit nervous because Corvinus and his group were lined up on the edge of the rock, with their bright and imposing armor, ferocious war-wolves, and mysterious masks. They did not seem to be good people.
Compared with the nervous atmosphere on the bandit side, the eyes of the few elves on the caravan side brightened.
"Shouldn't they be werewolves?" The elf who was called "Your Highness" saw Corvinus and his group and immediately showed joy in his eyes. He quickly asked.
"Yes, Your Highness!" The elf Ksu replied quickly. Although the other party was fully armed and even their faces were covered with masks, the war-wolf was the symbol of the werewolf.
"Are they friend or foe?" Although the elf prince showed a hopeful look, he was not stupid. The other party looked very elite. If they were enemies, it would only make their situation worse. After all, they could hardly deal with the bandits in front of them, let alone the seemingly more formidable werewolf cavalry.
"Your Highness, please calm down. I will go and ask!" The elf Ksu said, barely supporting his injured body.
On the rock, Corvinus did not pay attention to the boar-man but looked at the elves who were about to become his employers.
"Hey, you merchants there, pay a thousand gold coins, and we can rescue you from these bandits," Corvinus shouted at the elves.
The elf Ksu, who was about to ask for help, was stunned and swallowed his words.
"Agree to him!"
The elf prince said without hesitation. A thousand gold coins was nothing to him; he had plenty of money.
"Yes, sir!"
The elf Ksu nodded and said to Corvinus, "Respected werewolf cavalry sir, we are willing to pay a thousand gold coins as a reward. Please help us drive away these bandits."
Hearing this, Corvinus was stunned. He looked at the elf, a sixth-level warrior, who had spoken. He didn't expect the other party to agree so easily.
A thousand gold coins!
Indeed, elves are very wealthy!
"Alright, the deal is done!" Corvinus said.
Then he looked at Cadia and Tyton and said, "Prepare for battle!"
"Yes, sir!"
Immediately, the werewolf cavalry quickly took out their Zhuge repeating crossbows, pulled the bowstrings, and aimed at the bandits. They were at a higher position, and the actual distance was less than a hundred meters.
Corvinus looked at the boar-man leader in the bandit group and threatened, "Take your people and leave here. If you don't want to be buried here."
The boar-man leader was furious, especially when he heard that the merchants were willing to pay a thousand gold coins. His heart was boiling with excitement.
These merchants were so wealthy!
However, facing the threat of the werewolf cavalry, he had to think twice. Although he was not very smart, he was not foolish. The werewolf cavalry in front of him was the ace of the werewolf race.
On their side, apart from the boar-men who had some combat power, the combat power of those jackal-men was almost negligible.
Such a combination would definitely not be a match for the werewolf cavalry.
He was robbing for survival, not for suicide.
Although it was a pity that the big fish they had finally caught was taken away by others, the boar-man leader quietly observed Corvinus and his group for a few moments and then quickly ordered his men to collect all the loot at their feet and prepare to leave.
"They really left. Aren't boar-men known for their bad temper? How could they retreat so easily?" Tyton said in disbelief, watching the bandits slowly gather their forces and prepare to leave.
"They are just fighting for their lives."