Royal Road

Although the team has added some people, its speed has not been slowed down. A few of them had dinner and went to the young and middle-aged in Song, and they could easily keep up with the bullock cart. After walking for about ten miles, in the evening, a group of people stopped at a shelter from the wind on the side of the road and buried the fire to make food.

Several Jinu were not qualified to eat hot meals, and gathered around the fire in the outer circle, gnawing on the bran cakes given to them. The pancake was dry and astringent, and the person who scribbled it had a sore throat. But for Jie people who have not been able to eat well for a long time, it is still a rare dry food.

Moisturizing the cake in his mouth with saliva, Xun Ji touched the people around him, and whispered: "Yi Yan, what are you looking at?"

The two of them are from the same hometown, but they are not in the same village. They gradually became familiar with each other because they fled together. Although this Yi Yan was not very old, he was very righteous and caring. Thanks to him, the two of them could live peacefully to the present. Along the way, Xun Ji was obedient to Yi Yan. Unfortunately, two days ago, he met with officers and soldiers and was locked and transported back to the county. Who would have thought that I would meet a buyer on the way. Now that he went to Song and had dinner, Xun Ji's mood also relaxed, his expression no longer so sad.

Yi Yan retracted his gaze and said in a low voice, "Nothing. Who is the one who bought us?"

"Who knows?" Xun Ji worked hard to swallow the dry food in his mouth. "Those nobles are all the same. Anyway, we also flee the famine. Whoever sells it is not the same? It seems that this owner has a good heart. If you can It’s already a rare opportunity to plant two acres of land well."

Xun Ji was telling the truth. Since leaving the original tenant six months ago and starting to flee from famine, Yi Yan has seen too many sins in the world. Hometown has been hungry everywhere, and the hard days of the people have become even more miserable. He once thought of taking Xun Ji north to Youzhou for refuge. Whoever thought he would be caught before he left. There are so many wicked people in this world who can kill people alive with just one bite of food, but kindness is rare. But Xun Ji didn't know that what really made his mind not belonged to him was the face that flashed behind the bamboo curtain just now.

When Yi Yan was young, he went to Jinyang with his father. His father was a well-known Buddha carver in the village, and he often carved Buddha statues for the nobles. In the prosperous Jinyang City, he had seen the frames of the noble clans, the extremely luxurious mansions, and the nobles wearing brocades and golden jade on their heads. But there was no one, like the man he had just met. So delicate, so pale.

The bamboo curtain opened again, Yi Yan's expression couldn't help tightening, and he looked over. However, it was not the man who got out of the bullock cart, but a little maid, who looked anxiously holding the medicine jar and walked towards the fire stove. After a while, the choking smell of medicine drifted over with the wind.

"Someone is sick?" Xun Ji sniffed, glanced at the little maid, and finally got a little worried. "It's not the team owner who is sick, right? Don't have an accident..."

Yi Yan didn't answer. He silently squeezed the bran bread in his hands, bowed his head and gnawed. The firelight reflected on that young face, and also reflected the peak of his deeply frowning eyebrows.

Early the next morning, A Liang called everyone up and set off on the road. Liang Feng's fever has not retreated, making the car manager nervous. If you can't rush back to Liang's Mansion tomorrow, the situation is dangerous.

Regarding this kind of rush march, the Jie people have no complaints, and only a few tens of miles a day, most people can survive. Xun Ji walked a bit laboriously, but it didn't matter much. Perhaps he was frightened by the depressive atmosphere in the convoy. He paid more attention to the bullock cart in front, for fear that the new owner would die if he couldn't get anywhere.

Of course, Yi Yan has been paying attention to the movement in the bullock cart. Every time, the handmaid would lift the curtain and get out of the car, go to another car to get medicine or change clean water, her small face is always sad. This omen is not very lucky. With anxiety in the bottom of his heart, the roots of Yi Yan's ears moved suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head!

"There are mountain bandits!"

With this roar, a sharp bird's song suddenly came from the forest, and the flocks of birds rushed up, like being driven away by some wild animal. In a blink of an eye, a dozen men with swords and sticks emerged from the mountain col in front of them, all with savage expressions, rushing toward this side aggressively.

"Oops!" At the same moment, Aliang also saw the strongmen who cut the trail, and he ran to the bullock cart in a hurry: "Lord Lord! Lord Lord, we have encountered a mountain bandit!"

After burning for two days, Liang Feng's body was almost dry. He lay on the bullock cart every day, looking at the roof of the shed with no patterns on his head. The high fever seemed to have burned his heart, and there was no enemy and the problems that could not be waited to be solved, and the pain came in, making him a little tired to cope.

However, when he heard this exclamation, power from an unknown source surged up. Liang Feng sat up abruptly, pulled the bamboo curtain open, and the scene outside was instantly visible. The mountain road is narrow, and there are about a dozen enemies on the opposite side. Two bullock carts loaded with debris are driving ahead. If the horizontal frame is hit, it can be used as a cover to suspend the enemy's offensive. The number of handymen in the team is not enough, but with the group of Jie people just bought, it is still a battle to muster the courage.

Without hesitation, he said sternly: "Drag the bullock cart horizontally and keep it in front! Everyone takes clubs and fights against the bandits! We are so crowded, we won't lose to them!"

No one thought that this frail Patriarch would let them fight. They are all ordinary people. Whoever encounters a mountain bandit doesn't have weak legs and just wants to turn around and run away?

Seeing the incomprehensible panic of everyone, Liang Feng frowned: "Who can kill one person, I will exempt him from his three-year land gift!"

After that, his dark eyes are like electricity, and he looks at the Jie Ren beside him: "Kill the mountain bandits, and I will return you free!"

The fierce enemy is a hundred steps away. Turning around and fleeing may not be able to escape, but one fight may have exemption and freedom. The group of people trembling like quail finally straightened their backs and took two cars. The cart creaked and dragged to the middle of the road. The leader of the mountain bandit didn't seem to expect that this group of people would dare to resist, and shouted: "Kill that sheep, and there will be a reward! There are three carts and women! Give me a charge!"

The two soft hunting bows had been pulled apart, and the feather arrow Doduo stuck on the shaft of the car. Without changing his face, Liang Feng said calmly: "A group of three, standing in the center with courage, attacked the front of the enemy. The other two assisted, rushing to the throat and stomach!"

In fact, the troops have always had tactical training subjects, especially those armed police forces. When faced with irrational thugs, armed police with only protective shields and batons rely on tactical cooperation. These things are very similar to the ancient mandarin duck array and centipede team. As long as they cooperate properly and have a tight line of defense, they can block enemies that are several times their own!

Liang Feng could see clearly that not all of the bandits were strong and strong. Most of them were still in ragged clothes, and there was not even a rider on horseback. Those with sticks were a few percent more than those with knives. Coupled with being called to break the ambush, rushing all the way from a distance, the physical effort will not be less. In the absence of high-precision long-range weapons, there are two large cars to check, as long as you don't mess up your position, there will never be a problem.

It seemed that just in the blink of an eye, the bandits rushed to the front. The roar, screams, and the neighing of livestock mixed together. Yi Yan only felt his heart throbbing, and his hands clenched the heavy shaft tightly. After discovering the mountain bandit, he had already prepared for the worst. After all, the man bought himself and saved his life. As long as he fights back a few people desperately, he can take advantage of the chaos to seize the bullock cart and protect that person from escape safely.

However, before he had time to act, the other party stood up and made the timid servants brave the courage to fight for it in just a few words. Exempt? Free body? Without taking these words to heart, Yi Yan only saw the dark eyes, shining like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Yi Yan rushed out! The heavy wood hit the mountain bandit who rushed head-on. Without a helmet, the enemy's brain was smashed red and white like an egg. He didn't stop, and immediately rushed to the next gangster. Yi Yan is actually not very old, and when he has not grown to his best body, he is not considered tall and strong. But his hand strength is definitely not small, and his agility is also not small. Every blow is made from his waist and legs, bringing the vigor of that stick dance to the wind!

Suddenly there was such a fierce man on his side, and the spirits of other people were also lifted up. Formed teams in twos and threes to solve the bandits who wanted to jump over the frame one by one. Yi Yan was not recklessly fighting, but blocked the weak defense of the frame, holding the enemy's attacking formation, and with Liang Feng's two-to-two voices just the right guidance, even with such a simple line of defense, he was able to withstand the mountain bandits. Offense.

Seeing that the soft persimmon turned into a hedgehog, the mountain bandit leader's eyes were burning red, and he shouted at the archer behind: "Shoot the bullock cart! Shoot the man in the cart!"

As long as the principal is killed, this group of resisting handymen will immediately disperse birds and beasts. And their target was also that person, the boss had a very precise vision, and immediately caught the key.

Two hunting bows are nothing. The bows are loose and have a slow rate of fire. If they are placed on the real battlefield, they will not even be able to shoot through cloth armor. But at this moment they have rushed to the front of the car, such a short distance, even if they are mediocre, it is quite threatening. After just a few swishes, the feather arrows were already flying towards the ox cart.

Lu Zhu let out a scream: "Lang Jun!"

Liang Feng didn't panic, his eyes locked in the direction of the feather arrows, and with a slight flash, he avoided these soft arrows. Over there, Yi Yan's eyes turned red and he roared. The hatchet he had just snatched had already dropped out, flying through the crowd like Dolly, and Dol fell to the ground with an archer's nail. His figure suddenly turned around and rushed towards the leader of the mountain bandit!

Liang Feng didn't miss this scene and shouted loudly: "Kill the armor-piercing man, and reward him with ten thousand dollars!"

There was a commotion immediately below, and several brave Jie Ren rushed out of the car formation and rushed towards the bandits. However, they all failed to get the top spot. With the roundness of the long stick, Yi Yan knocked the leader of the mountain bandit half a head taller to the ground with one stick, and the stick kept smashing into the opponent's neck.

The boss is struggling to stop the stick with the long knife, but the power of the mighty, especially the trivial worm, can resist? Instead of blocking the long stick, the blade hit his neck with a click, and his head fell to the ground with a click.

This scene was too bloody, and most people were taken aback. Immediately afterwards, a panic appeared in the eyes of the mountain bandits. I don't know who was the first to drop the knife and stick in his hand and ran towards the forest without looking back. The formation immediately dissipated, and a few mountain bandits who could run were like rabbits chased by wolves, and plunged into the forest with their heads sullenly.

Unexpectedly, they would be able to win the battle. A few of them couldn't help but want to catch up. A voice rushed ahead: "The poor are not chasing."

Yi Yan turned his head and saw the bamboo curtain of the ox cart lifted, and the thin figure appeared in front of him. The man seemed to want to get out of the car, but because of a long illness, his body trembled slightly, his feet were soft and weak, and he couldn't step on it.

As if a string broke in his head, Yi Yan dropped the stick, strode up, and put his hand to the other side.