In the early morning, the world outside Zhuangzi was still gray.
Xujiafang was already bustling with people packing wine and driving cars.
Only a dozen young men stood calmly aside, waiting for Xu Mu's instructions.
"Get your gun and put on your mantle."
The so-called mandarin jacket is nothing more than a jacket stuffed with hay. It is not even a thin armor and only provides some weak protection.
"Two liquor carts, ten horsemen."
This is already the greatest strength that Xujiazhuang can exert at present.
"Open the village gate!"
"The boss said, open the shop!"
Chachacha——
Two huge wooden doors made a screeching sound.
"Leave the village."
Xu Mu stepped onto the carriage and shared one with Si Hu, followed by two other young men in the other carriage.
And ten old horses, led by Chen Sheng, followed carefully.
In Zhuangzi, Jiang Caiwei stood on the arrow tower, watching the figures gradually disappearing, until they disappeared, she silently withdrew her gaze.
She suddenly regretted it and called Xu Mu his "boss" for a few days.
"Xu Lang, be careful." Jiang Caiwei lowered her head and muttered to herself, her voice choked with sobs.
…
The sun has not yet appeared, but the mountain wind blowing from both sides of the forest road is still making people feel chilly.
"How far."
"Brother Mu, it's two miles away."
If there were fewer people, it is estimated that as soon as they left Zhuangzi, the dormant bandits would rush over and shout to kill them.
Xu Mu had reason to suspect that the bandits were probably gathering people.
He turned around and glanced at the ten old horses following closely behind him in the dim light. Unconsciously, his hands clenched slightly into fists.
"Brother Mu, don't worry." Si Hu said angrily from the side.
Xu Mu nodded and was about to say a few words——
Woo!
A harsh whistle suddenly sounded on both sides of the forest road.
"The bandits are blowing the whistle."
Xu Mu frowned, and Si Hu beside him quickly drew out his sword.
After sending fake wine to sick horses a few days ago, Xu Mu had already determined that these bandits from Laobei Mountain were clearly planning to cut all the forest roads around Zhuangzi and completely seal Xujiafang.
"Si Hu, how many people are there?"
"About thirty or forty!"
Xu Mu frowned more and more. He was in his thirties or forties, almost half the age of Lao Beishan. He was really willing to spend a lot of money.
Taking advantage of the dim scene, in front of the forest road, one bandit after another stepped out with a sinister smile, and then formed a few rows, shouting loudly from their mouths.
"Master Xu."
Click, click, click. Riding on a yellow horse, Peng Chun, the patrolling wolf, carried the iron horse, and his voice was loud.
"You are willing to give it up. Brothers were so eager to wait that they almost burned Zhuangzi."
"The monthly payment will be increased to fifty taels. In addition, I will hand over the secret recipe of Zuitianxian. From now on, I will not block your business and let you make a fortune safely."
"It's gone up?" Xu Mu sneered on the carriage.
"It's gone up." Peng Chun's face turned ferocious, "I am a bandit. Since you disobey me, you should suffer more."
"Then come here, I'll give you the money, and you let me pass, how about it?" Xu Mu smiled and dug into his waist.
Peng Chun paused, then smiled slightly, and rode the yellow gelding horse, pacing forward slowly.
He was not afraid of Xu Mu's tricks. How could a small owner of a wine shop hide any skills he could?
“Let’s count the money——”
clang!
Si Hu on the side suddenly raised his knife in a hurry, pointed it at Peng Chun's head, and stood up to chop it off.
Unfortunately, Peng Chun quickly raised his iron horse and blocked it firmly.
Sparks splashed in the dim light, and the huge force of the fall made Peng Chun hurriedly whip his horse back in shock, not daring to meet him again.
"Do you still want the money?" Xu Mu stood up, his expression darkening.
"It's not too late to take your silver after taking your life."
Peng Chun did not expect that among the ordinary Zhuangzi, there were actually heroes with extraordinary strength.
He didn't dare to take risks again.
After calming the yellow gelding several times, he raised his head more ferociously, put two fingers into his mouth, and blew a loud whistle.
In an instant, the dozens of bandits behind them were all shouting angrily, each holding a weapon, and even though they were disorganized, they rushed towards them without fear of death.
Xu Mu's expression remained unchanged and he raised the lantern high.
"After stepping on the plate, apart from some village women, there are only about ten people in your village. So, what confidence do you have?"
Peng Chun narrowed his eyes, "If it weren't for the eldest brother trying to get Zui Tianxian's recipe, someone would be willing to chop you into pieces with a knife!"
Xu Mu didn't answer and hung the lantern high on the carriage. Dozens of bandits were about to rush in front of him.
"Today, Xujiazhuang's livelihood is cut off. The men will have their limbs chopped off, the women will be kidnapped and taken up the mountain. The useless children will be thrown into the fire and burned!"
A blue vein suddenly popped out on Xu Mu's forehead. He raised his hand and pointed coldly forward.
Behind the forest road, in the dim morning mist.
Ten old horses slowly appeared. The ten heroes on the horses had wooden guns tucked under their armpits.
"Charge!" Chen Sheng, the leader, roared.
hold head high--
The whip of the horse whip was like the sound of thunder, and in the blink of an eye, ten old horses formed a long formation, like rolling waves, crashing into each other.
The bandits who reacted more slowly had their shoulder bones broken by several wooden spears before they could shout angrily, and they fell to the ground wailing.
"Horseman?" Peng Chun looked horrified and hurriedly rode the yellow gelding and quickly swept aside.
"Why are there horsemen!"
As a former cavalryman of the Dingbian Camp, Peng Chun naturally understood the terrifying power that a horse could unleash when charging.
"Detour." Standing on the carriage, Xu Mu uttered the word coldly.
After hearing Xu Mu's voice, Chen Sheng and others immediately turned their horses' heads. After caressing the horse's belly for a while, they raised their whips for the second time.
"My boss has something to say! Make a roundabout way and penetrate the enemy!"
"My boss has something to say! I'll make a quick detour!"
"Peel through the enemy——"
The sturdy black shadows of ten knights charged back and forth several times from east to west and then from west to east.
"Sweep the horse's legs! Let me sweep the horse's legs! These are all old horses!" Peng Chun turned pale with anger. In the past, such a thing would never have happened.
A Yezhuangzi, with ten old horses and ten villagers, can defeat dozens of bandits.
"The second king, I can't sweep away, I got poked as soon as I got close!"
"It's all trash."
Peng Chun was furious and beat the bandit to death with his horse.
In front of him, dozens of bandits, dead, injured, and many more, all fled into the dense forest in fear.
clang--
Peng Chun looked startled and hurriedly returned to Tiemazhan. He found that the giant man who was on the carriage had rushed in front of him at some point.
"Come again!" Si Hu raised his head with fighting intent in his eyes, quickly returned the sword and continued to slash forward.
"Reckless man, let's fight again tomorrow!"
The iron horse swung open its knife and patted the yellow gelding. Peng Chun was about to rush up the mountain. After a few steps, he found that the surroundings seemed to be still.
The yellow gelding under the crotch raised its front hooves crazily and neighed loudly.
Peng Chun turned his head tremblingly, and saw a nightmare that he would never forget. The big man wielding the sword was hunched over and stepping on his legs, holding the ponytail with one hand.
"What are you going to do-"
Roar!
Si Hu's face turned red, veins bulged in one arm, and he immediately pulled back with all his strength.
The yellow gelding staggered and fell heavily to the ground.
