The bandits are not fools either.
In the middle of winter, if a caravan suddenly appeared near the entrance of the bandits' den, everyone would be suspicious.
"..."
Zhong Wei stared at the caravan. After a long time, he stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips.
There was a fierce light shining in his eyes.
As if he had made up his mind, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
The murderous aura exuding from his body also became a bit stronger.
This scene made several subordinates standing behind him tremble with excitement.
Knowing that the second boss in front of him, who was famous for his cruelty, had already made up his mind to make this deal.
"..."
"Second Master, are we going to kill him?" a confidant next to Zhong Wei asked.
"..."
"His grandma's, done it!"
"It's so uncomfortable to have so many mountain bastards just pass in front of me without grabbing them."
Zhong Wei said fiercely.
"..."
In the winter, when the mountains are closed by heavy snow for several months, the landlords have no food left, let alone the bandits.
Now that there is such a fat sheep dangling in front of him, he is simply sorry for himself and the brothers behind him if he does not grab it.
In this corner of the Mengton Mountains, no one dared to touch the tiger beards of the Niutoushan bandits.
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the other side!
Wei Qing carefully drove the carriage forward like a normal groom.
At this moment, he instinctively felt that someone was peeking here.
Wei Qing, who discovered this, quietly mobilized his men with gestures to gradually expand the formation.
More than a hundred people seemed to have spread out a pocket array on the snow.
"..."
the other side.
After confirming that there was no problem, Zhong Wei waved his machete, roared, and rushed down with more than 300 men.
"..."
Looking at the hundreds of bandits rushing out of the mountain, Wei Qing, who was sitting on the carriage, smiled very happily.
After waiting for so long, I finally got these guys.
"..."
"The whole army attacks, kill! Kill! Kill!"
Wei Qing threw down his riding crop and roared.
Then, the original caravan suddenly exploded and divided into more than a dozen parts.
The caravan that originally seemed free and unorganized suddenly became murderous.
With a loud roar, more than a hundred soldiers moved almost at the same time. They took out their spears from the bullock cart.
Led by Wei Qing and more than a dozen corps commanders, they used the tactics of elite squads to surround and penetrate the battlefield, and surrounded the bandits who were more numerous than them.
These more than one hundred soldiers were the best among the best who had experienced countless bloody battles.
It is precisely because of this team that Wei Qing has gained such a reputation and has the confidence to do anything.
“…”
At this time, following Wei Qing's order, more than a hundred soldiers ran into the bandits head-on and began a massacre.
Their movements were uniform, stabbing one to death with one shot, and stabbing another to death with another shot, like machines harvesting human lives.
"Ahhhh..."
The shrill screams pierced the sky, and each bandit was stabbed into the throat by the snow-white tip of the spear, and fell to the ground, dyeing the white snow red.
In the blink of an eye, the screams started one after another, as if they were contagious.
Many bandits shouted angrily and wanted to surround and kill these soldiers.
But they soon discovered that their resistance was simply trying to stop the enemy.
Just a moment later, more than a hundred bandits fell.
When a professional elite army encounters rural bandits, it is as easy as killing a chicken.
At this time, Zhong Wei, the second head of Niutoushan, also realized that this "business" was completely a set-up.
It is true that he is a bandit leader in the mountains, but he is not a fool either.
Such an elite group of guys, you can think with your toes that they are definitely the regular army of the imperial court, and they are extremely elite.
Could it be that his group of bandits have been too ostentatious in recent days, which prompted the imperial court to send people to suppress the bandits?
In other words, they moved something that they shouldn't have moved.
The frightened Zhong Wei turned around and ran away without saying a word. He couldn't care less about his brothers or subordinates at this moment.
He is here to rob, not to die. Everything is empty, only his own life is his.
"..."
The bandits looked at the soldiers who were rushing towards them with red eyes and wielding spears. Their faces were ashen and their legs were trembling. After barely resisting for a few times, they followed their second-in-command and turned around and ran away.
At this time, Wei Qing had killed seven or eight bandits. After seeing that the bandit leader wanted to run away, he stood on the spot with his bow and arrow in his pocket, and shot Zhong Wei, the second leader on the bull's head, to death on the spot.
At this moment, the bandits were even more frightened and fled for their lives.
At this moment, there is no one who remembers that their number is actually more than double that of Wei Qing!
All of them only regretted that their parents had lost two legs. Two bandits were so panicked that they jumped over the wall, fell off the cliff, and disappeared without a trace.
However, no matter how well Wei Qing and others did, with so many bandits, a few of them finally escaped from the encirclement and rushed back to Niutoushan to report the news.
"..."
"Sir, two people were caught alive!"
After finishing most of the bandits, Hou Guangyun, who was at the front, returned happily.
He saluted Wei Qing and then said: "Sir, I caught two alive.
As soon as he finished speaking, a corps commander led four soldiers and two kidnapped bandits came over.
"..."
"Brothers, thank you for your hard work."
Wei Qing nodded appreciatively towards Hou Guangyun. It was not easy. This guy finally knew how to stay alive.
Then, Wei Qing's eyes fell on the two bandits.
At this time, the two bandits were lying on the ground, curled up in a ball.
The faces of the two bandits were so pale that there was almost no trace of blood. They were obviously too frightened and had lost their souls.
When Wei Qing saw this, he frowned slightly and asked, "Have you passed the trial?"
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"I didn't have time to ask, sir."
While Hou Guangyun was answering, he leaned down and pulled the rag from the mouth of one of the bandits.
As soon as the young bandit could speak, he immediately screamed: "Sir, please spare my life! My Lord, please spare my life!"
When a soldier next to him heard this, he reached out and hit the handle of his gun with his mouth, and then cursed in a low voice: "I didn't let you speak."
The bandit, who had suffered a lot, immediately shut his mouth obediently.
Wei Qing looked at the young bandit with blood dripping from his mouth, without any emotion on his face, and asked coldly: "How many people are left in your village?"
