Just when Xie Xiuyun on the train remembered Zhao Zhi, Zhao Zhi, who was far away on the border between Shanxi and Shaanxi, was also in trouble, and he was robbed by a group of bandits. After entering the Shaanxi territory, Zhao Zhi and others who bought horses and disguised themselves as caravans had a smooth ride along the way, and a few guys who wanted to fight the autumn wind were also solved by Yan Wudao early, but they didn't expect that they had just entered the Shanxi border, and they were actually dumplings by bandits.

"Sir, they said that we should leave the horses and carts to survive, otherwise we will be killed" Yan Wudao bowed and chatted with Zhao Zhixu lying in the carriage, but the corner of his eyes squinted at the little bandit cub who came to pass the word without blinking. Zhao Zhi and most of their weapons and supplies were in the carriage, if it was according to the meaning of this gang of bandits, that is, Zhao Zhi and them should give up all their weapons and materials, it would be better to dig a pit directly and force Zhao Zhi and them to jump in.

"How many of them are there?" Zhao Zhi sat up lazily in the carriage, along the way, there were dozens of bandits and homeless people he met, but he had not met a guy who dared to stop directly in the middle of the road, and at this time, Zhao Zhi also had some curiosity. Although almost all the weapons on his side are loaded on the carriage, dozens of strong men on horseback are not given for nothing, is it possible for this gang of bandits to have the certainty of victory to take down their own gang?

Yan Wudao turned around and looked at the bandits who were blocking the middle of the road, "Sir, there are about 30 of them, but there seems to be an ambush on both sides of the road. There are more than a dozen rifles, most of them are spears and knives and the like, I look like a group of homeless people" Yan Wudao is a person who has been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, and his eyesight is not ordinary and sophisticated, but from the posture of those bandits carrying weapons, he believes that these bold guys are just a group of homeless people.

"Let Eugene take his people to open the way, if there is one who is not afraid of death, shoot directly, as long as you don't die, don't care, it's important to hurry" For those who dare to stop themselves from robbing, Zhao Zhi naturally has no good face. Such hooligans have seen a lot along the way, and Rowling once kindly gave a few children some food, but was almost strangled to death by a group of homeless people who came by smelling the smell, fortunately Hans shot desperately to delay the time, otherwise Zhao Zhi was afraid that he could only watch Rowling being dragged down from the carriage by the homeless. Since then, Zhao Zhi has strictly ordered the mercenaries not to give food and other things to the homeless, and as soon as these people get close to the carriage, they will be dispersed immediately, or they will shoot directly.

It's not that Zhao Zhi is cold-blooded, he just can't get used to those young adults who have hands and feet mixed in the middle of the old and weak women and children, and on the way to Shanxi, you can see fleeing homeless people every day, and the materials he carries with these people are not very many, even if they are all taken out, it will be useless. Zhao Zhi didn't want to be a kind-hearted person who starved himself to death first, although the weather was already cold, but there were still wild things or wild vegetables and other hungry things on the roadside hillside, so Zhao Zhi didn't think that what he did was wrong.

Zhao Zhi, who had long been a little impatient, listened to Zhao Zhi's order, so he summoned the mercenaries of his submachine gun squad to take out their respective submachine guns from the carriage, put them in their hands, and rushed towards the bandits with a shout in his mouth. The bandits blocking the road also have a few mounts, but under their butts are mules and donkeys and the like, Eugene is riding a real high-headed horse, and the momentum of a dozen horses running on the official road is different, and the bandits who bluff are stunned and don't know how to avoid.

"Which of you is in charge, come out and speak" Yu Dazhi shouted at this gang of bandits on his big black horse, if it wasn't for Zhao Zhi to force him, he wouldn't want to deal with this gang of guys who have no eyesight at all. Damn, you have to have a good eye to learn bandit robbery, there are dozens of big men on horseback on my side, and they are not simple masters at first glance, these boys are just standing on the official road with stupid eyebrows and robbing them, is there no one who is sensible and in charge? It's really a shame for the bandits.

Whether it was the submachine gun that Eugene was holding in their hands, or Yu Dazhi's fearlessness played a role, anyway, as soon as Yu Dazhi's words fell, they heard a sudden shout from the bandit pile opposite, "Run" The bandits who were still menacing just now instantly collapsed, scattered and fled like a tide, and Yu Dazhi and Eugene looked a little dumbfounded. "What the fuck is this playing?" Yu Dazhi touched his head and was a little depressed, he opened his mouth to ask, and he didn't say that he was going to fight, why did he run away?

"Catch that kid by me, don't let him run away" As soon as Yu Dazhi turned around, he saw the little bandit cub who came to pass the word, no matter what, he was a living mouth, no matter whether he was big or small, as long as he could speak. Under the command of Dazhi, the mercenaries swarmed up, and tied up the little bandit and dragged him to the front of Zhao Zhi's carriage. "What's your name?" Yu Dazhi used the horsewhip in his hand to flick the little bandit lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and asked with a hippie smile.

"Hey, hey, the kid has a big temper?" Seeing that the kid lying on the ground looked unwilling to take care of himself, Yu Dazhi's eyes rolled and pulled Eugene, who was as strong as a cow, over, "Boy, let me tell you, this big man next to me is not our Chinese, he is an old hairy man, he likes to eat human flesh the most, especially the meat of a big child like you, chewy, fragrant" Speaking skills, Yu Dazhi took out his long knife from his waist and compared it to the child's body, muttering with words in his mouth, "Is it to let the blood first or peel the skin, or let the blood go first, Otherwise, the meat will be sour."

The little bandit who was still thinking of playing tricks was panicked now, and then looked at Eugene's murderous blue eyes, and his teeth chattered even more frightened, waiting for Yu Dazhi's long knife to stand on his back and erect his neck, the little bandit peed his pants in fright and sat on the ground and cried vigorously. Yu Dazhi, who had withdrawn the long knife, squatted in front of the kid and endured the smell of urine and asked, this time it was much smoother, the kid answered whatever he asked, and Rowling who was sitting in the carriage couldn't stop laughing.

After Yu Dazhi finished asking, Zhao Zhi was able to figure out the situation, the guy who stopped in the middle of the road just now was not a bandit at all, these people were all refugees who had fled here, and after overturning a dozen rout soldiers who robbed them of their food a few days ago, they could be regarded as having more than a dozen Hanyang-made rifles. I thought that I had a gun in my hand and could eat and drink on the official road, but I didn't want to be disadvantaged, so I met Zhao Zhi and his gang on the first day of the business of the bandits.

"Let go of him and let him take us to find those people who ran away just now, I'll be of great use" Zhao Zhi just gave a new order through the curtain of the carriage. Since this group of homeless people dares to hide in the surrounding mountains, they must be extremely familiar with the surrounding environment, what Zhao Zhi needs most now is a guide, a guide who is familiar with the surrounding brothers, and this group of fake bandits is just right.