There are not many people on the official road. If you encounter a large group of people, usually they are either thieves or officers and soldiers.
This is the experience of the guards and the steward of the Fan family's grain team. In fact, according to this steward's opinion, his family should not be involved in the business of transporting grain from Shanxi to Shaanxi, and he did not know the owner's plan.
Why do you have to do such a loss-making business?
After meeting the people who had retired from the Huang family's grain team, the manager of the Fan family was thinking, this is Shaanxi. In Shaanxi, the Fan family and the Huang family are afraid that in the eyes of these officers and soldiers who are more vicious than thieves,
There’s no difference!
He looked at the officers and soldiers around him. Although they had knives and guns on them, their energy and energy were not very good. From his experience, it was obvious that these officers and soldiers were probably not living a good life, and they did not even eat much.
He had enough to eat, and relying on such officers and soldiers to protect dozens of people like him, to face those officers and soldiers whose origins were unknown but said to be hundreds, was not a reliable thing no matter how he thought about it.
He carefully asked the leader of the escorting officers and soldiers, and wanted to return to Shanxi via the same route, but the other party firmly refused him. In the words of the other party, "You are already here, and we are almost here, why are you going back?"
These damn officers and soldiers, whether they were blocking the road or escorting them, were all the same bastards.
The manager kept scolding in his heart, but he secretly informed the people of his own company in Liliang Team that no matter what, as long as the two parties started fighting, the people of Fan's company would definitely run away immediately, and Fan Ji would lose money.
He can afford it, and in this case, even if people like him escape back, the head of the family won't punish him very much!
"Stop, all the grain trucks, stop and form a circle!"
When it was about to get dark, the leader of the escorting officers and soldiers gave an order. According to the instructions of the officers and soldiers, the entire grain team stopped all the grain trucks and formed a circle as much as possible. The officers and soldiers allowed everyone to enter the
In the small circle formed by the grain trucks, it seemed that they did not intend to continue walking.
The manager comforted his people while watching the officers and soldiers busy with cold eyes. They had fixed the grain trucks with ropes, leaving basically no gaps. The leader of the officers and soldiers led the people and inspected each truck one by one.
When carrying the grain truck, it seems as if something is missing.
"Light the fire, I want it to be visible from everywhere!" The leader of the officers and soldiers yelled: "If you don't have anything to burn, then burn food and carts. In short, if it's dark and you can't see the surrounding situation, everyone will be there
Wait here to die!"
The leader of the officers and soldiers shouted, everyone was busy, and the manager came up and said, "Li Baihu, we are spending the night here today. Those officers and soldiers in front of us, do you want to send someone to tell us that we are our own people!"
"Who is one of your own!" Li Zicheng glanced at the person in charge, a little funny: "If it was one of our own, they wouldn't stop in front and steal our Yan'an Mansion's food!"
"But there are hundreds of them!" The manager was worried.
"It doesn't matter, I have already sent people to Fucheng to ask for help. This place is only a few dozen miles away from Fucheng. If we survive tonight, someone will come out to help us!" Li Zicheng said with confidence: "Of course, we have to survive it!"
There are hundreds of people in the family. Can we survive with just a handful of people?
The steward cursed in his heart and left this guy angrily. The last ray of sunset in the distance slowly disappeared from the corner of his eyes, and the sky finally turned dark.
After eating something, the steward was resting against the cart in a daze. Suddenly, he heard a crashing noise around him. He opened his eyes and saw the officers and soldiers standing up one by one, looking nervous.
Looking outside, his heart suddenly lifted.
"Coming!"
The leader of the officers and soldiers shouted in a low voice: "According to what I said, two people are guarding a car. If someone comes close, stab them to death with the guns in your hands!"
The officers and soldiers were ordered to approach the cart. There were ten or twenty people beside the leader of the officers and soldiers. They were standing in the middle, seemingly ready to casually support the people outside.
"If the people inside don't want to die, leave the food and get out!"
A fierce voice came from outside: "We adults said that if you obey, I won't hurt any of you!"
"Where are you from?" When the steward saw the leader of the officers and soldiers, he shouted loudly: "Aren't you afraid that if you are robbing Yan'an Prefecture of food near Yan'an Prefecture, the monks will not be able to escape from the temple?"
"You don't care where I belong to the army, why are there so many nonsense!" People outside shouted, "I'll give you one stick of incense, one stick of incense, and if you don't hand over the food, don't blame us brothers for taking it ourselves.
Got it!"
"What should we do?" asked someone next to the leader of the officers and soldiers.
"Get ready to fight!" The leader of the officers and soldiers twitched his lips slightly: "Ask the merchants to prepare fire starters, and put them in every truck of grain and grass. They really can't withstand it, and it won't be cheap for these guys if they are burned!"
The time to burn the incense soon came. Under the firelight, people outside looked longingly. Beside the firelight, every officer and soldier held the weapons in their hands and stared outside.
"A bunch of rabble!"
Hong Chengchou looked at the situation in front of him, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "It's just a car formation that was put together temporarily, and it plans to resist us. It's really funny!"
He gently ordered to the servant beside him: "Fire the arrow!"
In the darkness, the firelight of the grain team was particularly dazzling, and the figures next to the fire became excellent targets for archers. Only the sound of countless bowstrings could be heard, and dozens of arrows flew into the night sky in the dark night, and then rushed to land.
On the figures next to the fire.
Hong Chengchou saw that several figures next to the fire were caught off guard and shot by arrows falling from the sky, while the rest of the people were running around in panic, looking for a hiding place in an extremely embarrassed manner.
He despised the officers and soldiers in front of him more and more. If these carts were not loaded with food, what he had just ordered to be sent out by his men were rockets. Even so, do these guys think that hiding in the car array will be fine?
He did not give an order to stop, and the archers kept shooting. After a few rounds, except for a few corpses, there were no more standing figures beside the fire.
"Shout again. If they don't obey, let the brothers rush in!"
He said calmly, and the loud-voiced servant beside him shouted again.
"People inside, listen, our lord is merciful and gives you one last chance. Leave the cart behind and get out. This is your last chance to save your life!"
The world between heaven and earth suddenly became quiet. Apart from the crackling of the fire in the car array, almost no other sounds could be heard. Even the night wind seemed to have suddenly stopped.
In the air, a breath called "chilling" is slowly becoming more solemn.