Chapter 597: It's Too Bad

Ten days of work is enough for the Murong family to raise 100,000 taels of gold, and it is also enough for Li Huaitang to choose a feng shui treasure land for killing people and goods.

The first place is Lion Beach in the upper reaches of the Jinjiang River. As a ransom 'handover' of the land, there are many advantages, first of all, it is far away from Chengdu Province, and at the same time, it is close to the river, and the kidnappers can get on the boat at any time and escape. After receiving the ransom 'delivery' notice, Gao Shang analyzed it like this.

On the Lion Beach, Murong Yahao's face was 'pale' and 'gloomy', and his anger was held on his neck, and he couldn't bear it.

Bad, too bad. Is it easy to walk a hundred miles with a hundred pounds? If Murong Yahao's mount could express its opinion, it would definitely gasp and ask the heavens. Not only it, but all the animals will accuse them of being shameless people who have done most of their work for nothing.

The kidnappers were hateful, and they actually sent a note across the river with arrows, and ordered the gold convoy to turn back in place and go another two hundred miles to the south!

"Could it be that they noticed the large group of men behind us?"

Murong Lao Er was worried, and asked Gao Shang for advice to find confidence.

Strategizing and winning a thousand miles is a myth of an ideal realm in the era when the communication hand is short and backward. In fact, battlefield information is ever-changing, and if there is no necessary intelligence support, even if there is a talent of Zhuge is in vain.

Therefore, Gao Shang followed closely by Murong Er's side.

The Lord is grieved and his servants are sad.

"Probably not. The robbers were cunning, and if they guessed correctly, the two hundred miles south was not the final 'delivery' point. "Noble groaned for a moment and made a judgment.

What to do? Then we must not die of exhaustion?

Murong Er rolled his eyes.

It's not pretentious to complain. Sixteen taels and one pounds, 100,000 taels of gold weighed more than 6,000 pounds, divided into three ox carts, and ten ox carts sent dozens of 'elite' guards to accompany them, the team was mighty 'swing' 'swing', although the modernization of 'traffic' was realized, there were no shortcomings, most of the road was a country road, and the 100-mile road sadly consumed most of the day, and finally arrived at the destination, all hungry, however, the robbers said that this was just a warm-up before the marathon, and the known distance was still two hundred miles! I don't know, genius knows.

There is no good way to be noble, after all, the initiative is in the hands of robbers.

The price of not changing is to keep on the road!

This toss was a day and a night, and the tiredness sent Murong Lao Er and Gao Shang into the ox cart.

"I'm going to skin them alive!"

Murong Yingchi swore fiercely to the sky.

He had no carriage, and his two hundred knights rode with him on horses of all colors, and followed the golden convoy from afar, playing the role of the horned 'color' of the yellow finch as planned.

The noble plan was perfect on the surface, gathering all the horses of the Murong family to organize a mobile cavalry, and even the horses that pulled the carts were changed to replace their posts with oxen. This cavalry was given infinite hope, and killed the kidnappers who were entangled and unable to get out.

A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts. Gao Shang took it for granted that a horseman is not the same as a cavalryman, even if a knight on horseback has weapons and is majestic on the surface, it cannot change the facts, strictly speaking, most of them are just horseback riders. Fight like a cavalryman? It's still far away! The discomfort and bitterness of long journeys is one of the characteristics of the pseudo-cavalry.

Moreover, the premise is that the bandits do not have horses and cannot escape. For this, everyone's subconscious thinks so: water bandits, they know what the horse looks like, it's good.

Riding a horse for a day and a half, the skeleton is divided into several sections. Murong Ying Chi and the other knights felt that they were about to fall apart, they didn't know where the people in front of them were going, so they could only follow numbly.

Of course, Murong Er, who was sitting in the carriage and enjoying the pleasure of rushing the 'waves' on land, couldn't feel the pain of his eldest nephew, and when he woke up, the second destination was already under his feet.

The second feng shui treasure site chosen by Li Huaitang is located in the wilderness of the jungle, and the path winds along the woods, which is indeed the ideal place to kill people and sell goods.

The forest is 'yin' and quiet, and it is suspected that there are countless monsters and wild ghosts hidden, and they will jump out at any time to adjust the atmosphere.

Murong Yahao's heart was 'hairy', and so was noble. It's just that they don't want to 'show' in front of ordinary people.

"You're not going to change places again, are you?"

Murong Yahao looked left and right for a while, and didn't see the expected kidnapper and his hostage brother, and couldn't help muttering.

"Wait, they're coming!" Noble suddenly issued a warning.

In a tense atmosphere, two men wearing hats walked out of the depths of the dense forest.

"The gold brought the sprinkle?"

The tone, the hat, the bare feet, the burlap, the harpoon, and the dark complexion, the identity of the kidnapper is called out 'desire'.

"Where's my eldest brother?" Murong Yahao looked at the kidnapper representative angrily. The opponent must be the remnants of the Shannan Road that crossed the river dragon back then, and a few days ago, the sub-household from Chongzhou was attacked by them.

The representative of the kidnappers was very calm, glanced at Murong Er, and said, "Don't be wordy, let's inspect the goods first, and then talk about it after we see it clearly." ”

"Okay, 100,000 taels of gold are in the car, you see."

Take a step back and open the sky, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. Uprooting the kidnappers who dared to challenge the Murong family and seizing the position of the head of the family was as important to Murong Er, and before the kidnappers appeared with hostages, he could only press the murderous aura.

The gold is all lumpy and heavy.

The strength of the Murong family can be seen, in just ten days of effort, not only did they exchange so much gold, but they also smelted them into blocks.

"Good!" The kidnapper's representative 'revealed' a greedy and smug smile.

"So, can I meet my brother?" Murong Er said impatiently.

"Yes. I bother you to get out of the forest, and continue to walk along the road for fifty miles, where our boss and the head of the Murong family are waiting. ”

"Damn! What kind of 'tricks' do you play? ”

Murong Lao Er was very angry, he had eaten rice for decades, but he had never suffered such a loss, and the other party was clearly 'tricking' him.

Love does not go, and it does not wait for the expiration date.

The two kidnappers left a few cold words and disappeared behind the 'gloomy' trees.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

The encouragement from the noble became the comfort of Murong Er, if you come, you will be safe, continue the long march, anyway, it is only the cow that is tired.

"Still leaving?"

After receiving the scout's report, Murong Ying Chi was crazy and wanted to kill.

"Get up, get out!" The way is always to go, and not to be diverted by his anger. However, the two hundred puppet cavalry under his command could not stand it anymore, and the huge project of sighing and sighing by the trunk of the tree had just begun.

Tired, so tired, so tired that he even lost the will to take out the dried 'meat' from Cong's arms and untie the water bag from the saddle.

Although Murong Ying solved the problem with a horsewhip, however, time was delayed, and he pulled a greater distance from the gold convoy in front.

The two hundred knights were like a long snake on the narrow path, and at the head of the snake was the anxious Murong Yingchi. According to the noble plan, the advance convoy will be desperate to entangle the kidnappers, and then Gao Shang will release the three-color fireworks, and he must kill in time when he sees the signal, otherwise it will be in vain.

Turning through a forest, two corpses came into view on the road.

Murong Yingchi recognized that it was his scout.

There is an ambush!

Awakening always comes too late.

The bowstring buzzed and pierced, and the crossbow arrows broke through the sky like meteors. As a key care figure, Murong Yingchi was greeted by two short crossbow arrows at the same time, one pierced the temple, and the other sank into his waist, killing him instantly.

The crossbow arrows brought one scream after another, and before realizing the ambush, the two hundred knights of the Murong family were nearly half less.

In close range ambushes, the accuracy and lethality of the crossbow are amazing.

There was only one round of crossbow arrows, and in the woods and grass, dozens of figures suddenly appeared, all of them were murderous, they were agile, extremely fast, and the killing action was simple, effective and deadly. Most of the knights of the Murong family who were lucky enough to avoid the crossbow arrows had no time to resist, in fact, even if they resisted, it was only in vain, and they still couldn't escape the greeting of death.

The knights who crowded the paths were not even as good as the infantry, enduring merciless slaughter. The ambushers were so skilled that they killed all the knights at both ends with the first round of crossbow arrows, and the remaining ownerless horses blocked the escape of the rest.

The ambushers seemed to be born to kill, their weapons were fierce, their weapons were sharp, and the stumps would fall to the ground with the light of the sword. The battle was doomed from the outset to be a one-sided slaughter, with two hundred knights helpless, and it seemed that they were not enough to put the ambushers in their teeth.

Driven by the instinct to survive, the knights on the slaughtered side chose to serve as infantry, trying to escape by burrowing into the dense woods.

Killing gods is not a 'wave' in vain, and they can't escape from the palm of their hands while riding a horse, let alone hide and seek?

When the killing in the aisle ended, the screaming in the woods began......

The forest bird fluttered and screamed, and Murong Yahao's eyelids fluttered. He remembered something and asked the coachman, "Where does this road lead?" ”

The coachman shook his head blankly.

The path twisted and went, and it wound into it.

Gao Shang looked at the tree for a moment and replied, "We are heading west." ”

"West?" The 'color' of doubt and confusion ran onto the wrinkles on Murong Er's forehead.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Murong Lao Er nodded: "Yesterday we crossed the Jinjiang River to the south for a hundred miles, and then headed west, if I remember correctly, we will meet the Minjiang River after another twenty miles." ”

The Min River flows from the northwest to the south of Chengdu, and the river is dozens of miles away from Chengdu.

"Shhh The thieves want to escape by taking advantage of the waterway of the Minjiang River! ”

Murong Lao Er and Gao Shang spoke in unison.

The Murong family can *** Jinjiang at the 'door' of the house, but they can't do anything about the majestic Minjiang. The kidnappers were tricking them around, using a trick, and when the Murong family focused their attention on Jinjiang, they secretly crossed Chen Cang.

"Stop! Stop it! ”

Murong Lao Er shouted urgently.

If the kidnappers have a way to go, it will be difficult for them to entangle each other before the killer weapon behind them arrives, and if the kidnappers are allowed to escape, they will come to make trouble again in some year, after all, everyone wants to be remembered by the thief and go out to be afraid.

What to do?

Noble idea: "Unload the wheels of the ox cart and wait where you are." ”

Murong Lao Er realized that the ox cart was broken and he couldn't walk, and the bandits were anxious to take the risk to come, so they would let the last ten miles become their cemetery! Please keep in mind the URL, if you like "War Owl in Tang" written by the wolf under the moon