Dantu Town, more than fifty miles away from Zhenjiang Prefecture

Thirty large trucks were walking slowly on the official road under the escort of more than 100 escorts. As the Ming Dynasty's finances are almost exhausted, the official road has been in disrepair for a long time, so the road is full of bumpy mud pits and deep wheel marks. Both sides of the road are also overgrown with weeds, which are very dense. Despite this, people can still see that this place was once a rice field, but it has been abandoned.

A middle-aged man wearing a blue-gray robe with a thin face and a little gray temple looked at the abandoned rice fields around him and sighed: "Oh... It's a pity that such a good field is so deserted, it's all the evil of the thieves."

A man in his early thirties with a long waist hanging on his waist and a strong sword-shaped body echoed when he heard this: "Who said it was not? In fact, Zhenjiang Prefecture and Changzhou Prefecture are the most prosperous place in our Ming Dynasty. In the past, people were very lively here, but now we have not even had many ghosts along the way, and the surrounding merchants have also escaped. It is said that they are all the thieves!"

"Oh... I won't say that anymore." The middle-aged man sighed: "Cen Pao, everyone has worked hard all the way. If we can safely deliver the goods to Zhenjiang Prefecture this time, I will make the decision to increase your remuneration by 20%.

When Cen Biaotou heard this, he was delighted and bowed to thank him: "Oh... I thank you Mr. Fang for your generous kindness for your brothers below."

"You don't have to be polite, this is what you deserve." The middle-aged man waved his hand disapprovingly and looked around, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Seeing the middle-aged man's worried appearance, Cen Biaotou comforted him: "Master Fang, don't worry. Now we are less than fifty miles away from Zhenjiang Prefecture. The bandits in Zhenjiang Prefecture have just been killed by the official army. Even if they are brave enough, they will not dare to come over."

"I hope this is the case." Although the middle-aged man said so, the worry on his face still did not fade.

Just as the team continued to move forward slowly, three studs who were exploring the way forward suddenly ran back on horseback. While he was riding his horse, he shouted something. A strong wind blew, and the weeds separated, and several riders appeared from afar, as if dozens of people were following behind.

The face of Master Cen, who had just finished comforting the middle-aged man, turned pale and murmured: "Bandit?"

"Not good... the bandits are coming!"

The three panting bodyguards soon arrived at the center of the team. At this time, their faces were full of shock and their words were filled with tremolo.

Although they have had a lot of dealings with people from all over the world, they can deal with them at best, and although these people are doing business without capital, as long as they get online with them and leave some money to buy the road, it will basically be fine. After all, if the merchants are scared away or they will never take this road again, what they will eat in the future is the safest thing.

But today they met the most brutal Japanese pirates. These Japanese pirates would not care about these. When they met them, they would only do one thing, that is, kill all of them and then grab all their goods. As for how the Ming Dynasty will have nothing to do with them in the future.

At this time, the team was also shocked and frightened. Many studs pulled out their weapons and began to look around. The guys began to move all the big carts together and formed a circle under the command of the middle-aged man.

While directing the guy to move the cart closer, the middle-aged man asked the three studs who had just run back: "Have you seen clearly? How many thieves are there?"

A stunner replied: "Master Fang, you have seen it clearly. The bandits have a horse team, about twenty people, as well as fifteen or sixteen bandits holding Japanese swords and more than ten spearmen."

"Are there any archers?" Cen Biao's head beside him interjected.

"It seems...it seems to be there." A bodyguard replied.

This answer made everyone's face change suddenly. Archers of this era are equivalent to long-range weapons in later generations. This weapon poses too great a threat to people. Therefore, the courts of all dynasties can allow the people to hold weapons such as swords, guns, sticks, etc. to a limited extent, but the people are strictly prohibited from possessing them by the people, and once discovered, they will be punished with a serious crime.

"Tao Cen Biao, what should we do?"

Everyone looked at Cen Biaotou.

"What else can I do?" Cen Biaotou bit his lower lip and said hatefully: "These bandits never leave any living mouths. They all want to die. If they can persist until the arrival of the officers and soldiers, there may be a glimmer of hope!"

While speaking, there was a sound of horse hooves coming from the front. The first one to appear in front of them were more than 20 cavalrymen. These cavalry stopped at more than 300 steps away from them. After a while, dozens of Japanese pirates holding various weapons also arrived one after another. Most of these thieves were wearing flower shirts on their upper body, shorts on their lower body, and many of them were wearing wooden clogs.

After the Japanese pirates arrived, they immediately began to line up into a long snake formation. More than 20 Japanese pirates holding Japanese swords were in the middle, next to them were more than ten spearmen holding long spears, seven or eight archers followed them slowly, and finally more than 20 cavalrymen.

Although the queue of these Japanese pirates was not very neat, the fierce and cruel expression was fully displayed. After counting the middle-aged people, they found that the number had reached more than 60 people, and his face became even more gloomy.

In the end, the middle-aged man and Cen Pao Head's eyes were on the right side of a Japanese pirate in armor. There was no other reason, because among all the Japanese pirates, he was the only one wearing armor, which also shows that this person is the leader of the Japanese pirates.

These Japanese pirates gathered together in groups of three or three and began to speak, pointing at them, and bursts of rampant laughter burst out from time to time. The laughter was filled with cruelty and ruthlessness. If a timid person heard this kind of laughter, he would probably not even have the strength to lift the knife.

At this time, several Japanese pirate cavalry on the periphery began to move, and then the four Japanese pirates began to slowly ride their horses and trot around them, making strange screams while running. The heavy horse's hooves hit the ground and made a sound of lumps, as if they were hitting everyone's hearts.

Faced with the provocation of the Japanese pirates, everyone's eyes were around their footsteps, for fear that these bandits would suddenly rush to them and slash. This was also the most powerful part of the cavalry, because you don't know when they would suddenly rush over with their horse speed.

"Cen...Cen Pao Head, what should we do?" The middle-aged man was also a little panicked, and pulled Cen Pao Head's sleeve and asked quickly, "Do you want to send a few brothers to fight with them?"

"No!"

The experienced Cen Bitou quickly refused.

"If we had archers, we could fight against the bandits, but now let alone archers, we don't even have a few shields, how can we resist them? And we only have seven or eight horses in total. If all of them are lost, there may not even be people running out to report the news."

At this time, a Japanese pirate riding a horse rode his horse to about a hundred steps away from them and shouted for a while.

"What did those thieves say?" A guy holding a steel knife asked a corps mate next to him.

"Who knows?" the yardman shook his head, "It won't be anything good anyway."

After a while, seeing that no one in the team was talking, the Japanese pirates seemed annoyed, and rode their horses forward for dozens of steps, raised the long sword in their hands and shouted a few words to the circular formation composed of large chariots, and stood up on the back of the horse and untied their pants to make a piss. As the Japanese pirates made this insulting action, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind.

Seeing this, the people in the round formation were so angry that their faces turned red, and many corpses clenched the weapons in their hands and gritted their teeth.

At this moment, a knight rushed out of the round formation. When the knight rode his horse and rushed to more than thirty steps away from the Japanese pirate knight, he waved his spear and flew towards the Japanese pirates opposite like lightning.

"Puchi..."

The Japanese pirate who had no time to report was stabbed in front of him by a spear, and he fell heavily from the ground like a heavy sack and could no longer move.

"good……"

"The head of the wardrobe is mighty!"

The circular formation was silent for a while, then a deafening cheer erupted, and the originally low morale suddenly shook.

On the other hand, the Japanese pirates on the opposite side were first shocked, and then furious. Under the command of the leader, more than 20 Japanese pirates immediately began to run towards them, and more than ten spearmen and archers followed closely. The remaining more than 20 cavalrymen also began to run around the circular formation. Their purpose was very clear, that is, to force these Ming people to reveal their flaws, and then pounce on them like hungry wolves and bit their throats.

Looking at the Japanese pirates who were forced to come up, Cen Biaotou shouted: "Everyone be careful of the thieves' bows and arrows, squat down, don't show your head!"

"Swoosh..."

With the shouts of Cen Biaotou, an arrow shot from more than a hundred steps away from them. It slashed through the air lightly and after flying to the sky, it fell steadily under the action of the arrow feathers and fell to a friend's face.

A guy who had not had time to squat down was still a little dazed when he saw the oncoming arrow, with a hint of doubt in his expression. Where did the arrows come from opposite him?

Before he could react, the arrow fell down with huge inertia and shot on his cheek. As the arrow fell, a stream of blood splattered out like this.

"ah……"

It was not until this time that the guy let out a shrill scream, holding his face with both hands, and the long sword in his hand was thrown to the ground, and a dark arrow emerged from his cheek.

"Damn the thief,"

Head Cen Biao yelled angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and squat down!"
Chapter completed!