Chapter 170: No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives

PS: Today's update is a little late, there is a chapter around 12 o'clock, it may not be updated until the early morning, brothers can go to bed early and read it tomorrow

The sky is getting dark, and the full moon of early summer hangs in the night sky, sprinkling a layer of silver light, and the sky is like a huge chessboard, with dense stars.

Insects and frogs chirp like a symphony.

However, in such a night, there is a large convoy of hundreds of people marching in the night, and on such a night, there is no need for torches at all.

A strong man with a hideous scar on his face, riding on a horse, seemed to be the leader of the team. The scar slanted over the forehead, nose, and face, and it was simply shocking. Coupled with the rough appearance of this strong man, it makes people feel worried when they see it.

"Master Tan, now that the government is inspecting illegal salt everywhere, isn't it too risky for us to ship it tonight? That's 100,000 catties of salt! A slightly thin man on the side said with some worry: "It's better for us to wait for a while and avoid the limelight first, the government's inspections have always been for a while." ”

"What are you afraid of! It's not like you didn't see it yesterday, the government's quick catches are just soft-footed shrimp. If we meet again today, those who know each other will take some money and let us go, and if we don't know each other, we will see blood. There are dead people below, and those who are officials may not dare to report it! The corner of the strong man named Tan Ye showed a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said disapprehantly, "Besides, we have made an appointment with the person who received the goods, if we can't make the appointment, the business will not be good in the future." ”

"Well, that's the way it can be." The man next to him always felt unsafe, but he made an appointment with the buyer, and he couldn't let other pigeons go.

In this era when communication and transportation are inconvenient. Keeping promises is extremely important. If you can't even keep the basic agreed time. Then the other party will not want to trade with you.

"Hurry up. Hurry up for me, there's only five miles left. Tan Ye turned his head and said hello, and continued to ride forward.

This large convoy is obviously a large salt trafficking gang. Their task is also very simple, that is, to transport these smuggled salt to the edge of the canal, and naturally there is an agreed fleet to receive the goods.

But at this time, Tan Ye suddenly raised his hand and signaled the convoy to stop.

Everyone looked. I saw that everything was normal in front of me, but suddenly more than a dozen torches appeared, and a group of people directly blocked the official road.

"The front, come over immediately and get checked." A man with a torch shouted to the convoy. Tan Ye spat viciously and scolded: "Damn, what's going on with these people in the government, how did they get to such a small road to set up a card." ”

They had already avoided the official road and chose to take the side road, but they were still blocked.

The North China Plain is indeed flat. Everywhere you go. But that doesn't mean that vehicles can go everywhere, knowing that there are crops everywhere. How does the car get around the crops?

And the road, in addition to the pipeline, there are some small roads, which are indeed accessible in all directions.

However, the government has set up a card and is also a thief, today it is here, and tomorrow it will be in another place. It's like buying a lottery ticket to see who's unlucky.

"Tan Ye, what should I do?"

"What else can I do? Do as I said. Tan Ye said in a low voice, he has been targeted, there is so much salt in the car, it is naturally impossible to lose it, and they can't afford to pay for it.

Tan Ye could only continue to move forward, getting closer and closer, but cold sweat suddenly broke out on Tan Ye's hideous face. I saw that these people blocking the road turned out to be heavily armed officers and soldiers. Except for those who were sent to collect taxes from the yamen, there were all these officers and soldiers in red clothes behind, who held bright spears and flintlock pistols in their hands.

As soon as the convoy approached, the pikemen and musketeers immediately turned their weapons on them.

"Lay down your arms and get checked." The officials of the yamen shouted loudly, Tan Ye was completely panicked, ordinary officers and soldiers do not wear red clothes, if they are wearing red clothes, it is only the Beijing camp.

Why did Jingying come out?

Tan Ye hurriedly took a look, and a clever guy in the convoy immediately stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Official, take a step closer and speak." ”

When he came to the official, he stuffed the silver ticket in his hand.

"Don't give me this set, all lay down their weapons, and obediently accept the inspection." The official knocked down the silver ticket with one hand, and looked at Tan Ye's group of strong men with weapons with a wary face, these people looked like terrorists, and they would travel at night, most of them were smugglers.

"Official, accommodating and accommodating, we are standard, and the goods escorted are relatively valuable, so it is inconvenient to accept inspections." Tan Ye said in a low voice.

"Markers? The standard line doesn't sleep at the post station in the middle of the night, will it run out and walk around? The official snorted coldly, but an officer next to him directly ordered: "Prepare the musket." ”

Dozens of musketeers pointed their guns directly at the convoy, and the officer shouted impatiently: "I count three times, and if I don't lay down my weapon, I will be killed on the spot." ”

"One!"

"Two!"

Before the third could shout, Tan Ye, who looked struggling, pulled out his machete on the spot and shouted, "Brothers, fight with them." ”

Never underestimate the madness of the smugglers, as soon as Tan Ye pulled out his knife, a large group of smugglers behind him pulled out various weapons from the car, and they were about to rush the card violently.

Tan Ye directly burst up, jumped up, and jumped like a tiger, rushing towards the officers and soldiers in front. The smugglers in the back were suddenly full of anger, Tan Ye's martial arts were very strong, and the most frightening thing was Tan Ye's lifeless momentum. I heard that he was a swordsman in western Henan before, and because of his strong martial arts, he was invited to Tianjin by powerful people.

The officer was also taken aback, but he was not emboldened, and immediately shouted without hesitation: "Shoot! ”

Dozens of musketeers pulled the trigger on the spot, and in an instant the flames burst out and lead bullets erupted.

Bang bang bang......

Tan Ye, who had not yet landed, snorted on the spot, only to see more than a dozen lead bullets hit Tan Ye directly, and he was beaten into a sieve on the spot, and then fell to the ground.

Tan Ye, who is famous on the rivers and lakes, is so fragile at this moment. The smugglers in the back also fell in the row of guns so close.

The tragic deaths and injuries suddenly generated a great fear in their hearts. Especially when they saw Tan Ye, who was invincible in their minds, was directly collapsed by the official army's bird, it felt like the sky had fallen.

"How is this possible! How could Tan Ye be killed by the bird. "The smugglers in the convoy are going crazy, with Tan Ye's martial arts, can't the bird gun beat him?

But why?

For these martial arts practitioners who have reached a certain level of martial arts, one or two muskets are indeed useless. These martial arts practitioners have an extremely sharp sixth sense, and once they are aimed at a musket, there will be a slight stinging pain on their bodies. In complex terrain, no one can beat these guys at all.

However, under the platoon of guns, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of 'kitchen knives', and Tan Ye knelt directly. (To be continued......)