"Young master, we can't go any further, let's go back."

Youzhou is vast and sparsely populated, and the front-line war has been fought for two days, but there are still people who don't know about it.

In the wilderness, a huge horse team of nearly 1,000 people was still hurrying with goods, the team was in good order, hanging the big banner of Wangzi, and it was an old caravan.

However, the atmosphere in the caravan was not as good as it appeared, and the bearded shopkeeper Zhao didn't even care about the already crooked cotton cloth on the carriage, but gathered in front of a young man and persuaded him in a hurry.

"Young master, I heard that the border of Youzhou is unstable, and we are carrying so many things, it is too dangerous, let's go back."

Shopkeeper Zhao has been going back and forth between Daqian and Beidi all the year round, and he is very familiar with Youzhou, although he has not received exact news, but according to the occasional rumors in the past two days, as well as the inexplicable atmosphere of Youzhou, he has faintly felt that this trip is not peaceful.

But Wang Jun was unmoved, the age of twenty years old is when the sky is not afraid of the earth, as the son of the Wang family, he is also a perennial person at home, how can he listen to the words of an old slave.

"Shopkeeper Zhao is too worried, you have been talking about danger in the past few days, but we haven't even met a little thief, so don't be alarmist. Besides, when our Wang family is doing business, when has we breached the contract and said that we want to deliver the goods, we must deliver the goods. ”

"Young master, this batch of freight will go to the edge of Youzhou, next to Jingyang City in Qingzhou, and we don't need to send it to Beidi at all. You listen to the old slave's advice, and now you can't go anymore. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao became more and more anxious, but Wang Jun didn't listen at all, and became more and more impatient.

Of course, he knew that the destination of this trip had already arrived, but he didn't want to go back so easily. He is the second son of the Wang family, and although he is chic, he is not qualified to participate in the affairs of the family.

Wang Jun always felt that his father was afraid that he would steal the limelight from his eldest brother and suppress himself. This trip was a job he snatched from his eldest brother while his father was not at home, if he went back in a bland way, how could he prove that he was better than his eldest brother?

So it was not his plan to send it to the place, from the very beginning, he was ready to send it all the way to Beidi, on the one hand, to make a lot of money, on the other hand, to get a few Beidi slaves, and go back to be majestic.

As for the danger in Zhao's shopkeeper's mouth, he really didn't believe it. What danger can there be, the Northern Xinjiang Zhenfu Division has always had a good reputation for caravans, and although the Beidi people are brutal, they generally will not take action against caravans easily. As for the other forces, he didn't care about it at all.

"Okay Shopkeeper Zhao, we have a caravan of more than 1,000 people, and dozens of martial artists, it's not bad if you don't fight other people's ideas, if anyone dares to do anything to us, I will cut them down myself, and you don't need to make a move."

Wang Jun is really powerful when he competes at home, and he also has a well-known name in the ring in the city, although he has never walked the rivers and lakes, he always feels that he has few opponents.

Shopkeeper Zhao actually understands Wang Jun's thoughts very well, he was also young, and he also felt that he was extraordinary back then, and he could do things that others couldn't. But reality will teach him to be a man, when he went to Beidi to do business with the old Wang family master for the first time, half of the whole team died, and his also pretentious partners all died, leaving him alone.

From that moment on, he knew that prudence was the foundation of life.

But Wang Jun was already tired of it, and looked at the shopkeeper Zhao and wanted to say more, so he simply pulled his face and asked viciously. "What, Shopkeeper Zhao, what do I want to do, do I have to ask for your consent? Or do you think that my eldest brother values you, so he can ignore me? ”

Having said this, how dare the shopkeeper Zhao say more, he could only bow down and plead guilty, and watched Wang Jun walk into the carriage.

Shopkeeper Zhao forced himself to straighten out the team, and carefully inspected the goods again, trying to dispel his anxiety by being busy. But no matter what he did, that kind of plausible danger always hung over his heart, and he couldn't feel at ease.

In the end, he did something that was out of the box. The leader of this caravan is Wang Jun, and only Wang Jun is qualified to order a group of guards, but now the shopkeeper Zhao is too panicked, he relies on his prestige, gathers the guards, and prepares to issue an order, let them be on guard, and then send someone back to inform the family.

But he was still a step too late, and before he could make arrangements, he heard the sound of horses galloping, and then there was a terrible scream.

"Enemy attack!"

The convoy was in chaos, if it was a veteran, the carriage should be gathered together and formed a circle at this time, but half of the veterans in the caravan were replaced by Wang Jun as people who were fighting with him, and they didn't understand the process at all.

'Whoa', the curtain of the carriage was raised, and Wang Jun jumped out of the carriage as soon as he heard the shouting. Shopkeeper Zhao was relieved for a while, although his second young master was stubborn, he was not timid, if he led everyone, he should be able to straighten out the team and be ready for battle.

But the next moment, the shopkeeper Zhao was dumbfounded, Wang Jun came out with a knife, found a horse at random, and rushed towards the direction of the enemy's attack regardless of it.

Shopkeeper Zhao almost scolded, he didn't know who the opponent was, how many people there were, so he rushed over so recklessly, in case this was the other party to lure the enemy, the rest of them could only wait in place to die.

However, he was a middle servant in the end, and he didn't care about his own safety at this time, so he hurriedly rushed up with the guards around him.

"Quick, hurry up and keep up, protect the young master!"

God didn't favor Zhao's shopkeeper, he really hoped that Wang Jun could lead people to kill those bandits, but unfortunately the world would never accommodate the second middle school boy.

Wang Jun was already stupid there, with a knife in his hand, but he didn't know how to use the knife technique that he was skilled in his daily life. The familiar people around him were hacked to death one after another, those colorful internal organs and bright red blood continued to hit his eyes, he was also a young master of the seventh layer of dignified qi training, but at this time, he couldn't even lift his spiritual power.

"Hahaha, I thought the Wang family's caravan was a difficult bone to gnaw, but I didn't expect it to be a gift. The little ones, kill, kill them all, and go back and get a reward. ”

The purpose of the caravan is to make money, not to fight, if you rely on the horse team to besiege the fortress, you can hold out for a while, and finally negotiate a settlement. But Wang Jun's impulsiveness made the whole team not rely on, where was the opponent of those bandits who killed people without blinking an eye in the field battle, the guards could still hold on, and those newcomers had long since turned into birds and beasts, but they were still cut down to the ground one by one.

"Young master, go quickly, I'll help you block it!"

Shopkeeper Zhao had already injured his arm, but he was still wielding a knife vigorously, pushing Wang Jun, who had just been rescued. But Wang Jun has been puffing up his heart several times, but his hands and feet are still weak.

"Hahaha, want to go? Go on a dream, you're all going to die here today, kill me..."

These bandits were three or five hundred people, and it was unceremonious to kill people, seeing that the shopkeeper Zhao was about to die, he had closed his eyes in despair, but the steel knife above his head did not fall, but a miserable scream came.

When he opened his eyes suddenly, he found that it was a young man, wearing a six-door headcatcher uniform, blocking a knife that killed him, and a knife-wielding bandit who was killed with a punch.

"Da Qianlu, those who block the road to rob and kill people will be killed!"