In the middle of nowhere, a convoy is slowly approaching from a distance.

More than 2,000 people pulled nearly 100 carriages, not to mention how bright the smiles on their faces were.

They are also a group of guys who came to fight the autumn wind and took the opportunity to fall into the well.

It's just that this group of people is not a state force, but a small private group composed of several bandits.

As a member of this country, they have an absolute geographical advantage.

As soon as the enemy invaded, and before the people of the nearby villages could escape, they rushed in with their men and began to loot on a large scale.

As for the harvest, this long fleet is the best proof of this.

Money, food, and even people.

After forcibly taking everything they could see, they were finally satisfied and ready to retreat temporarily.

That's right, a temporary retreat.

When they put things back in their lair, they will continue to come out and loot.

After all, such a good opportunity is simply hard to find in a hundred years.

There is no need to worry about retaliation, and there is no need to worry about being surrounded and suppressed.

When I did this big ticket, I had saved enough money.

They could have taken the money and scattered on the spot after the country changed hands.

Everyone turned into a group of rich people! It's not much more comfortable than being a robber or something!

It's just that the robbers who are talking loudly and hurrying don't know.

Not far in front of them, behind two small hills, tens of thousands of refugees had already gathered.

Everyone looked at each other nervously, holding all kinds of farm tools in their hands, and some even trembled in fear.

Fights, they've done this, after all, the creatures of this planet are already martial.

But murder is not something they can touch.

Plant a field, brag about it, hold a few boxing matches in your spare time, go up to warm up or watch the excitement on the side.

That's how they live.

Although they have a lot of experience in fighting, they have never been exposed to such a thing as fighting, and they have never even imagined it.

Among the refugees were thousands of militiamen.

Wearing only simple leather armor, they don't look like soldiers, but more like a group of indiscriminate rabble.

In his hands, he held worn-out weapons, some of which were simply wooden spears, which could not effectively break through armor at all.

But it is such a weak militia that is already the leader of this army, the most elite fighters in the whole team.

The militia captain was holding his weapon, sweating on his forehead with his back to the tree, and was gasping for breath in a low voice.

He never thought that one day, he would actually lead troops to fight, or take tens of thousands of people!

But now that the arrow has been wound, it is completely up to him whether he can hit it or not.

If he dares to escape, I'm afraid that the people under his command will chop him up first!

That's right, this group of refugees, who can't even eat, came to fight.

To be precise, they came to kill people!

Not for food, not for anything to defend the homeland.

Their purpose this time is simply to kill people, kill these bandits, and then use their heads for military merit.

As the Spirit Hunter showed off his abilities, he publicly promoted the strength of some lucky ones, claiming that as long as someone got back the loot, they could exchange it for power.

The refugees outside the city were completely fried.

In this kind of world full of martial virtues, who hasn't fantasized about becoming a strong person?

At this moment, the opportunity is suddenly in front of them, and the price is to gamble with their lives.

The refugees were quick to make their choice.

If you don't gamble, you may not be able to live, but if you gamble, you have a chance to make a name for yourself.

They are dying of their lives, and what else is there to gamble on.

After putting food in Kaesong and giving these people a full meal.

The refugees, armed with their weapons and even farm tools, scattered with their families and mouths.

This even included the regular soldiers of the original city.

It's just that those regular troops and the private army of the noble grandfather are not willing to go out with this group of mud legs.

Well-equipped, they prefer to work alone, so that they can get more combat exploits.

As for the refugees, they can only huddle together to keep warm, and choose to take the road of more people and greater strength.

Forcibly pushed to the position of leader, a middle-aged strong man who was a militia battalion commander before, clutching his big knife that already had many gaps, his head on the hilt of the knife with his eyes closed, and muttering to himself.

"One person will be counted as one person, and those who kill five enemies can be promoted to one level, and those who kill ten enemies will officially enlist in the army! Gain third-order combat power! Ten people, ten people, I can do it, I can do it............"

Just as the leader was constantly brainwashing himself, a militiaman from the same village next to him suddenly raised his hand and pushed him, so frightened that he almost jumped up.

"What, what's the matter?!"

"They're close!"

"Tell them quickly, wait until they get close before they get up, don't rush around!"

As the bandit convoy got closer and closer, the refugees on both sides of the hillside subconsciously held their breath, and their eyes became more and more rounded.

When the convoy finally came into their field of vision and approached the dirt road between the two hillsides, the leader of the bandits who took the lead suddenly raised his hand and waved his hand, signaling the younger brothers to stop.

Looking up and frowning, the bandit leader's eyes showed a look of doubt.

They are bandits, and they have been doing the business of robbing houses and houses.

For the details that need to be paid attention to in various ambushes, it is natural to know it well.

Correspondingly, it is also not easy to successfully ambush them.

Looking at the silent hillside around him, he found that the bandit leader, who didn't even have a bird's call, gradually broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and even his face began to turn pale.

"Big brother! That's not right! ”

The second master also noticed that something was wrong at this time, and hurriedly ran to his eldest brother and whispered, but in exchange for his eldest brother's vicious gaze.

"I still need your reminder! Blind people can see that something is wrong! ”

"Then big brother, is it possible that someone from the official family has come to encircle and suppress us?"

"It stands to reason that it's impossible, they can't even protect themselves, how can they still have the leisure to take care of us?"

His eyes rolled wildly, and the eldest brother who took the lead suddenly stepped forward and roared with a fierce fist.

"Brother He Fang above! Make a name! ”

There was silence as a roar rang out.

After a long time, the chaotic sound came to my ears, and a group of peasants in dirty clothes, armed with various farm tools, appeared on the hill under the leadership of some militiamen.

The bandits, who were still nervous, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the guy who had startled them was actually just a group of farmers.

Especially when they saw these guys standing cowering on the top of the hill and didn't dare to approach, some bandits burst out laughing.

The big boss's mouth curled, the nervousness dissipated, and he raised his hand to grab his big knife, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"What? You don't think we've arrested enough people! Running here to die! ”

The refugees on the mountain did not speak, but after glancing at each other, they mustered up the courage to lean closer to each other and walked down the mountain.

And the bandits who were laughing below as they approached gradually stopped laughing.

Because the first batch of refugees walked downward, with no end in sight, the sea of people followed them out from behind the hillside............