"Your Highness, I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid, there are more people in them."

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

"It's better to die when you go back." The young woman's eyes showed despair. The wind blew, lifting her dusty clothes, looking particularly pitiful.

Their voices were very small, and Wang Ju couldn't hear them, but he glared at them fiercely.

Just kidding, if this group of crazy robbers found an ambush, I still don’t know how many people would die.

The lover curled his lips and made a disdainful move. However, the master and servant also closed their mouths.

But the young woman glanced at Wang Ju with her eyes. How old is this little brat? She is twelve, thirteen, and fourteen? She is so dark in the mountains, and she is slim and malnutrition causes her to grow thin. But she is about this age, but what can she do at this age?

He is really an amazing young man.

Wang Ju stared outside.

Several horses rushed down from the top of the mountain and quickly ran to the mountain road near Wang Ju. The leader suddenly stopped the horse.

Wang Ju was shocked.

He looked at it two or three times before the ambush, but he wasn't riding on the horse. Did they find the ambushed villagers?

At this time, his heart was hanging in his throat, and the surroundings were very quiet, almost letting him hear his heartbeat. He turned his head to look at Zhu Qing beside him, and 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 carefully looked into the mountain road from the leaves.

Five horses were sitting at the horse, holding a knife in hand, the leader of the man holding a phoenix-mouthed knife in hand, and two men carrying black paint bows on his back. Several people were whispering, saying something, but it was hard to hear clearly. Zhu Qing let out a breath, but the crisis still exists. As long as they observe carefully, they may not be able to find an ambush...

All the people were covered with veils. Everyone knew that their appearance was too ugly. Not only did the people who made mules hate it, but officials and gentry also hated it, including those on the other side of the mountain, so they could not be exposed. However, about one man felt that the weather was hot, so he opened the veil and wiped the sweat beads.

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

**I am upset.

The people in the village also carried swords, Park Knife. But Park Knife is only a general term. The narrow Park Knife is the worst among the sword tools of the Song Dynasty. Therefore, when Zeng Gongliang wrote "The General Yao of Wu Jing", he omitted this "agricultural tool knife". The real standard knife weapons in the Song Dynasty army include hand knife, knife drop, flexion knife, moon-covering knife, halberd knife, eyebrow sharp knife, phoenix-mouth knife, pen sharp knife, and the last seven types are long-handled knives. Only the hand knife is short-handed knives, and the hand knife is the lifting knives.

The people in the village carried bows and mulberry wooden bows. However, the black lacquer bow was not a mulberry wooden bow. It was a yellow birch bow and a hemp-back bow, which were the four types of bows and arrows of the Song army. Moreover, all these four types of bows and arrows were truly compound bows!

But the knife and bow cannot prove anything. If there is a way, even the people can get them.

However, this tattoo... Where are the officers and soldiers of Zhenwu Camp?

No wonder…!

Zhu Qing understood, Wang Ju understood. No wonder the court could not suppress this bandit, no wonder they won the battle, and they won the attacks, and they robbed each one accurately!

Because they were originally the imperial ban soldiers, and there were no bandit holes. They would become bandits when they came out, and soldiers when they entered. Where can they go to suppress them?

If you want to trade with Xixia people, you must manage these Qiuba. Therefore, they know everything about each transaction. They cannot grab it and eat a little bribe. They can grab it as soon as they can. Moreover, because they know everything about it, they can grab it as soon as they can.

The five big men did not expect that there was a group of mules in the bushes on both sides of the hillside. After they finished whispering, the leader looked at the mountain road. The rugged mountain road was in chaos. Nearly a hundred wheelbarrows were scattered around. There were many villagers running away below the hillside. Some people saw five tall horses rushing down the mountain with bandits, and rushed into the forest in a hurry.

"Hahaha..." The leading thief was very happy.

Then he immediately pulled out his phoenix-mouthed knife and hit the war horse. The horse rushed to the bottom of the mountain at a faster speed. This is inevitable. The mountain people are also brave in character. As long as they don’t kill once, they will develop a “lucky” mentality next time and will resist. As long as they kill the cold, everyone will run away in sight, and they will succeed in robbing at the lowest price every time.

But this time they were a bit of a coincidence that there was an alternative among the mules!

Several bandits riding horses rushed down, and a large group of infantry rushed over from behind.

Zhu Qing's forehead was sweating again.

Wang Ju's forehead was also slightly sweaty. He looked outside quietly, not daring to say anything, for fear of disturbing the people on the mountain road outside. So he turned his head and looked next to him. Wang Quan was next to him, and further away was his second uncle Wang Wei and other villagers.

They were also very nervous, but they were just nervous, and did not realize that the group of bees were officers and soldiers.

This requires some insight. The people in Wangjiazhai live a life of being in a backward manner, and almost no one knows how to read. Even if they see the tattoo, they won’t think too much.

The mountain wind blew, and the thorny thatch kept slapping on her cheeks, making her feel itchy and painful. Of course, no one cared about it.

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 expensive goods and just salt, it would be less than a thousand guan.

If I escaped quickly just now, the loss would be only this thousand stale money.

But now, no matter what the outcome of the battle is, his boss may be in trouble.

The large group of soldiers and thieves went down again, and he said softly: "Manager Zhu, the bow is on the string, and he has to be fired. At this point, there is only battle. Otherwise, once the group of soldiers and thieves find them ambush and organize them, everyone will die without a place to bury them."

Zhu Qing swallowed with difficulty.

"If you can't surprise yourself, you can win. If you can't surprise yourself, how many people will survive? Maybe there will be, but it's not me, and it won't be you."

Don’t think about the troubles ahead, you have to survive now.

The two of them spoke very quietly.

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, a disagreement arises at this time, and that would be a disaster.

Zhu Qing remained silent.

"The sky is great and the earth is great, and human life is the greatest." Wang Ju said in a deep voice.

Regardless of the troubles that will occur later, you must pass this level now.

"Kill...kill!"

Wang Ju looked outside, and soon growled two words and made a decisive gesture.

…………

Dozens of soldiers continued to run, but the speed slowed down.

The poor villager was in a panic and didn't know how to run away, but he finally fled to the foot of the mountain and killed dozens of them. Their main target was these hundreds of stones of green salt. If they were lucky, there might be other more expensive things.

The products of Xixia were poor, but not useless, such as pasture, fur, felt blanket, medicinal materials, especially rhubarb produced in Ganzhou, as well as green salt, and jewelry, cotton, frankincense, resting and other things obtained from the Uighurs, as well as the Xia Guo sword and Liang bow produced by Xixia themselves. A Xixia arch on the market is worth hundreds of coins, almost dozens of times that of Song bow.

If this group of damn private goods carry the things that come after it, the gains will be even greater.

The black bee thieves in front continued to ride their horses down the mountain, while the majority of the black bee thieves in the back had already rushed to the wheelbarrow.

Private businesses cannot expose them, they cannot expose them either.

The goods must be transferred away immediately.

The unpleasant sound of friction between the wheelbarrows sounded again.

Unlike the villagers, because they have fewer people, they have to push one car by one person. Some are even very strong and have to bear the responsibility of pushing two cars. After one push, they have to come back to push the second one.

It's uphill again, and the energy consumption is even greater. However, compared to the benefits of so many goods, this hard work is nothing.
Chapter completed!