"Kill!" A well-dressed general of the thief army rushed to the front of the team, jumped on his horse, stepped over the hill in front of him, and shouted that the sneak attacker Lu Shaode who was following in front chased after him.

After seeing blood in a row, these thieves were like having been beaten with chicken blood, and they exposed the bandit temperament that they had learned in their bodies or had been hidden for a long time, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, and their legs kept knocking on the horses, and rushed forward with all their might.

Piercing through the smoke and dust, my eyes lit up, and there was still a large area of grass, but there were more sparse crowds on it, and there were more than a dozen carriages lined up in it.

The figure of the thief army was also stagnant, but it was only for a moment, and the shock caused by the so-called "ambush" on the face of the team disappeared immediately, and it was replaced with a look of surprise and surprise, and he couldn't help but slam the horse a few times, and at the same time, the hand holding the horizontal knife was also more forceful, and an extremely "poignant" voice burst out from the voice: "Brothers! There are caravans here! ”

"Roar."

"Woo."

A group of thieves who rushed out of the smoke and saw the "prey" began to let go of the reins excitedly, waving their hands in the air, as if the caravan in front of them was already a "spoil" for them to slaughter and share at will.

In the midst of the noise, the distance between the two sides was less than three hundred meters, and all the entourages of the "Zhu's" caravan did not seem to have any vigilance at all, and the personnel were still scattered on both sides, in a group of three or five people, and the horses were scattered on both sides, not hurrying, and they didn't seem to realize the danger at all.

"Brother Biao, more than one hundred and thirty people! Probably! Lu Shaode galloped closer, hurriedly pulled the reins, and made a brief report, and at the same time reached out to take a half-meter-long "wooden stick" thrown by his brother, and then tied the rope at the end of the tail to the side of the saddle, and then slowly turned the horse's head, standing side by side with Yuan Biao and others.

"The one who killed the most, when he arrived in the city tomorrow, the best-looking girl was his!" Yuan Biao, who listened to the number of thieves, did not show a worried look at all because the enemy was outnumbered, but held the half-meter-long "wooden stick" in his hand, knocked the horse pedal and walked forward a few steps, and shouted at the people around him with a smile.

"What if the brothers killed the same number of brothers?" In the crowd, a person who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic responded with a smile, which immediately caused a lot of laughter, and even the people who scattered to the sides looked back and laughed.

"Since there are the same amount, then you have to share one!" Chen Wansan had just settled Zhuge Shiwu, the nominal shopkeeper of the "Zhu Family" caravan, from the rear of the convoy, and when he returned to the front of the team, he heard these words, and glanced at the person who asked angrily, and then raised the "wooden stick" in his hand and pointed ahead, and shouted: "Ready!" One hundred meters! ”

The team that still plays the lead in the thief army is still immersed in the fantasy of sharing the 'prey', and does not notice the change in the caravan at all. Or rather, in his mind, it was impossible for these caravans to pose any threat to a well-armed army like them, not to mention that there was an army slightly larger than them that was on its way five or six miles behind them. When I think of a solid backing, the team's self-confidence is even more sufficient, and it seems that I can't wait to fill the air around me with my self-confidence.

"Ahh The team was brandishing the horizontal knife raised above his head, and his whole face was bloodshot with too much excitement, and he rushed to the caravan in front of him with a red face, and ran along the road to his dream fortune, struggling to what he thought was a "treasure".

Just when the team was only fifty meters away from the human wall composed of more than ten people in the front row of the caravan, Yuan Biao on horseback suddenly raised the wooden stick in his hand slowly and faced the thief army. The rest of the people around him also raised their sticks and began to look for their respective targets.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a flash of fire suddenly appeared at the front end of the wooden stick in Yuan Biao's hand, and immediately, the thief team felt a light in front of him, as if he was suddenly illuminated by the sun's rays in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything for a moment. Immediately after, the team felt that his body was being hit by a running horse, and an incomparably huge and heavy force hit his chest, and then he realized that his body had broken away from the horse's back and fluttered into the air.

The next moment, he just felt a chill in his chest, and then it was like countless needles and cones were piercing his chest, and the pain was incomparable. This pain didn't last long, just a second or two of effort, the team found that their consciousness had begun to become blurred, even the strength to open their eyes began to gradually dissipate, the ringing and shouting in their ears became even more blurred, and even the sun above their heads, which they thought they were familiar with on weekdays, became no longer clear at this time.

"Boom, boom, boom...

A series of loud noises rang out from the crowd at the front of the caravan, and the galloping thieves fell to the ground one by one, each with the same movement, first flying from their horses, then falling into the air, and then falling heavily to the ground. The chest of everyone who fell to the ground was stained with blood, and the cowhide armor on the chest was even more sparsely broken with more than a dozen or even dozens of holes the size of little fingers, and the strength of the body gradually disappeared into the air with the blood flowing from the wound.

"Boom, boom, boom...

"Boom, boom, boom...

Without waiting for the thieves to react, the people on both sides of the "Zhu's" caravan also pulled the trigger of the fire gun in their hands, and countless flames rushed into the crowd on both sides of the thief army, wreaking havoc and ending dozens of fresh and extremely fragile lives.

This batch of firecrackers was carried by Lu Shaode when he set off from Hanzhong Mansion, no more, no less, one per person. Usually hidden in the cargo box on the carriage, just now encountered the thief army, Chen Wansan and Yuan Biao did not hesitate to order everyone to take it out, in order to have a lossless battle, it was not even slightly injured.

In an instant, nearly half of the scattered bandit army fell off their horses, even if some of the thieves were not hit head-on by the firearms, but after falling off their horses, they were still trampled into pulp by the galloping war horses behind them. Immediately, the thief army who reacted was also beaten like an eggplant after frost by this stick, and wilted in place with the reins, and even began to look around with an ignorant, surprised, and horrified expression.

They had no idea what was happening, but the only thing they had left was the light of the fire that came from the sticks in the hands of the people in the caravan, and that it was the light of the fire that had caused them fatal damage, and that they had no idea what the firelight came out of, and what it was that looked like the burning sticks used in ordinary people's homes.

The only thing I know is that those "sticks" are enough to kill any of them, and it was instantaneous.