Chapter 4: The Ambush (II)

"Your Highness, I'm so scared."

"Concubine, don't be afraid, there are more of them."

"Your Highness, it's so dangerous outside, let's go back this time."

"It's better to die than to go back." The young woman's eyes showed despair, and the wind blew and lifted her dusty garment, which looked very pitiful.

They spoke in such small voices that Wang Ju couldn't hear them, but he glared at them fiercely.

Just kidding, if this crazy group of robbers were ambushed, I don't know how many people would die.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she made a disdainful movement. But the master and servant also kept their mouths shut.

The young woman swept Wang Ju with her eyes, how old is this little child, twelve, thirteen, fourteen? Staying in the mountains and getting tanned, coupled with the fact that she was thin due to malnutrition, she couldn't actually tell. But it's about this age, but what can you do at this age?

What a great boy.

Wang Ju stared outside.

Several horses rushed down from the top of the mountain and galloped to the mountain road near Wang Ju, and the leader suddenly restrained the horses.

Wang Ju was taken aback.

He looked at it two or three times before the ambush, but it wasn't on a horse, could it be that they were ambushing the villagers?

At this time, one of his hearts hung in his throat, and it was so quiet that he almost heard his own heartbeat. He turned his head to look at Zhu Qing beside him, Zhu Qing was even more scared, and big drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But there was no movement, and the two of them cautiously looked through the leaves towards the mountain path.

Five horses, five men sat on the horse, holding knives, the big man holding a phoenix mouth knife, and two men carrying black lacquer bows. Several people were whispering, saying something that could not be heard clearly. Zhu Qingcai exhaled, but the crisis still existed, as long as they observed carefully, they might not be able to ambush......

Several people are veiled, they all know this, they eat too ugly, not only the people who make mules hate them, but also the officials and squires, including the people on the other side of the mountain, so they can't be exposed. But about a man sensed the heat, so he lifted his veil and wiped the beads of sweat.

Wang Ju and Zhu Qing happened to see the two words on the forehead under the veil: Zhenwu!

Annoyance is coming.

The people in the village also carried knives, simple knives. However, the Pu knife is only a general noun, and the narrow Pu knife is the worst of the knives in the Song Dynasty, so when Zeng Gongliang wrote the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts", he omitted this "farm tool knife". In the Song Dynasty army, the real standard knife weapons include hand knives, drop knives, bending knives, moon covering knives, halberd knives, eyebrow tip knives, phoenix mouth knives, pen knives, the last seven are long-handled knives, only the hand knife is a short-handled knife, and the hand knife is a knife.

The people in the village carried bows, mulberry bows. But the black lacquer bow is not a mulberry bow, it is a bow and arrow of the Song army at present, along with the yellow and white birch bow and the hemp back bow. And these four types of bows and arrows are all real compound bows!

But swords and bows don't prove anything, and if there is a way, even the people can get them.

However this tattoo ...... Officers and soldiers of the Zhenwu Battalion.

No wonder......!

Zhu Qing understood, Wang Ju understood. No wonder the imperial court has not been able to suppress this bandit, no wonder they are invincible, invincible, and accurate!

Because they were originally forbidden soldiers in the imperial court, there were no bandits, they were bandits when they went out, and they were soldiers when they entered, where to go to suppress them?

If you want to do business privately with the Tangut people, you must deal with these Qiuba, so they know everything about every transaction, and they can't grab a little bribe, but they can grab it, and because they know it well, they can grab it.

The five big men didn't expect that there was a group of mules boldly lying in ambush in the bushes on the slopes on both sides, they finished whispering, the leader looked at the mountain road, the rugged mountain road was a mess, nearly a hundred wheelbarrows were scattered crookedly, there were many villagers running away under the hillside, and someone saw five tall horses carrying bandits rushing down the mountain, so anxious that they rushed into the mountain forest.

"Hahaha...... the leading thief hahaha.

Then he drew his phoenix mouth knife on the horse and struck the war horse, and the horse rushed down the mountain with a faster degree. This is also inevitable, the mountain people are also fierce, as long as they don't kill once, they will have a "fluke" psychology next time, and they will resist. As long as the cold is killed and everyone flees from the wind, then the robbery will be successful every time at the lowest cost.

It's just that this time they're a bit unfortunate that there's an alternative among the mules!

Several robbers on horseback rushed down, followed by a large group of foot soldiers.

Zhu Qing sweated on his forehead again.

Wang Juju's head also had beads of sweat on his head, he looked outside quietly, and he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of alarming the people on the mountain road outside. So he turned his head and looked at the side again, next to him was Wang Quan, and in the distance was his second uncle Wang Wei, and other villagers.

They were also nervous, but they were just nervous, and they didn't realize that the bee thieves were officers and soldiers.

This requires a certain amount of knowledge, the people of Wangjiazhai live in isolation and backwardness, almost no one can read, even if they see the tattoo, they will not think much about it.

The mountain wind blew, and the thorny thatch kept beating his cheeks, and it was a little itchy, but of course, no one cared.

Wang Ju looked at Zhu Qing again, maybe Zhu Qing regretted it at this time, after all, it was just some private goods, if there were no other valuable goods, just salt, it would be less than a thousand yuan.

If he escaped just now, the loss would only be this thousand yuan.

But now, regardless of the outcome of the First World War, his club could be in trouble.

The large group of soldiers and thieves went down again, and he said in a low voice: "Steward Zhu, the bow is on the string, I have to." At this point, there is only fighting. Otherwise, once this group of soldiers is allowed to ambush them and organize them, everyone will die without a place to bury. ”

Zhu Qing swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"If you are surprised, you can still win. If it weren't for the surprise, how many people would have survived? Maybe there will be, but not me, and it won't be you. ”

Don't think about the trouble in the future, you have to live now.

The two spoke in a very small voice.

However, the second uncle and the old patriarch Wang Quan still turned their heads to look at them, although they couldn't hear what they were saying, but at this time there was a disagreement, and that was the catastrophe.

Zhu Qing was still silent.

"The heavens and the earth are big, and human lives are the greatest." Wang Ju said in a deep voice.

If there is any trouble in the future, this level must be passed now.

"Kill...... Kill! ”

Wang Ju looked outside, and soon shouted two words, and made a gesture decisively.

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Dozens of thieves continued to run, slowing down without excessively.

The poor villagers were in a hurry, and they didn't know how to escape, but they finally fled to the bottom of the mountain, and killed a few dozen of them, and their main target was these hundreds of stone green salt, and if they were lucky, maybe there were other more expensive things.

The Western Xia was poor but not useless, such as livestock, furs, felt blankets, medicinal herbs, especially rhubarb from Ganzhou, and green salt. There are also jewelry, velvet cotton, **, rest, and other things obtained from the Uighurs, as well as Xia swords and good bows produced by the Western Xia themselves. A Xixia Liang bow on the market is worth hundreds of dollars, almost dozens of times that of the Song bow.

If this group of damn bootleggies is mixed with the things that follow, then the harvest will be even greater.

The few black bee thieves in front continued to ride down the mountain, and most of the black bee thieves behind had already rushed to the wheelbarrow.

Private traders can't be exposed, and neither can they.

The goods must be transferred immediately.

The unpleasant sound of the wheels grinding against each other sounded again.

Unlike the villagers, because they have fewer people, they have to push one cart per person, and some even have great strength, so they have to bear the responsibility of pushing two carts, and after pushing one trip, they have to come back to push a second trip.

It's uphill again, and the body consumption is greater. However, compared to the income of so many goods, this hard work is nothing.

At this moment, feathered arrows were shot out of the bushes on both sides of the mountain road.

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