Huang Zhenjiang laughed loudly and pointed behind him, "Kid, there are only two of you. We could drown you with just one spit from each of us. How dare you spout such nonsense here? I think you've really had enough of living."
Wang Wu responded coldly, "It seems you're not going to give us any face. Are you not planning to participate in today's event?"
After laughing for a long time, Huang Zhenjiang seemed to have gotten tired of laughing. He squinted his eyes and said, "Let's kill these two ungrateful bastards. We need to get going quickly and can't waste too much time here."
As soon as he finished speaking, several people stepped forward and drew their own steel knives.
These bastards use knives that are far superior to those of a proper army.
The weakness of a dynasty never begins from one aspect, but rather from problems arising in all aspects.
A flash of light greeted the group; Ning Ye's spear had already sliced through their bodies without them even realizing it, and in a single exchange, several people were already bleeding profusely.
Huang Zhenjiang's eyes widened; everything had happened too fast. Wang Wu, on the other hand, drew two long swords and rode his horse straight towards Huang Zhenjiang.
At the same time, five or six people also emerged from the left and right sides of the convoy. However, many of these people in the convoy were simply there to work and had not accepted bribes. Instead, they all wanted to escape.
As for the guards, they were shocked by what had just happened and were unable to react at first. They only managed to defend themselves when Ning Ye's men rode up to them on horseback, but it was too late.
The cavalry's advantage was amplified at this moment, although there were only a dozen or so of them, but a single charge took more than twenty lives.
Huang Zhenjiang ordered his guards to block his way, but they couldn't stop Wang Wu's charge. His two long swords were like scythes of death, easily killing the guards.
Ning Ye then aimed his spear at Huang Zhenjiang again. This time, he wouldn't miss. As the spear flew out, Huang Zhenjiang, who was fleeing backward, was shot off his horse, the spear piercing through his shoulder.
With a scream, Huang Zhenjiang tried to pull out his spear, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it.
As for the others, Ning Ye didn't want to bother with them; he left them all to Wang Wu.
How many times have these guards seen blood? What kind of training have they received?
It's a pipe dream for these people to think they can compare to Wang Wu and the others he trained.
If it were an elite force, it would be impossible for a dozen or so men to wipe out a hundred people directly. But it doesn't matter if it's just a bunch of small fry.
Ning Ye rode his horse up to Huang Zhenjiang. "Now I'm giving you another chance to talk. Would you like to have a proper chat with me?"
Huang Zhenjiang's face was contorted with pain. "Who exactly are you?"
"That's not the answer I wanted to hear. It seems you're not very smart either."
Ning Ye drew his spear and fired another shot into the other shoulder, this time symmetrically.
Huang Zhenjiang was in so much pain that his face was contorted. He had never been treated like this before, having lived a life of luxury.
"What exactly do you wish to discuss? Whatever it may be, I will agree to."
"Oh, really? You can agree to anything? Do you have that much say in the Huang family?"
Huang Zhenjiang said with difficulty, "I am the second master of the Huang family. I can do most things. You'd better make your request quickly, or I'll bleed to death."
Ning Ye said slowly, "From now on, whenever your Huang family wants to use this road, you must pay me ten thousand taels of silver each time, otherwise you can forget about passing through."
Huang Zhenjiang instantly understood that Ning Ye was determined to make trouble for the Huang family. No one would agree to such a condition, but saving his life was the priority, so he had no choice but to agree.
"If you spare my life today, I will definitely tell the head of the family your terms and will surely offer you a generous gift in the future. I will never disappoint you."
Ning Ye drew his spear. "Remember what you said today. Consider this batch of grain your advance tribute to me. Now you can get out of here."
Huang Zhenjiang, clutching his wound, said, "Absolutely not! This grain is extremely important. If you want money, I will bring it next time I come, but this grain cannot be left here."
Ning Ye's voice turned cold. "Oh, I didn't realize. You'd rather have money than your life, huh? Well, I can grant your wish, but I'll just have someone else deliver the message."
The murderous aura that erupted in that instant made Huang Zhenjiang certain that the person in front of him would dare to kill him, and he immediately dared not say another word.
Even if you're still a hero ten years from now, who knows if you'll be a human or a ghost eighteen years from now?
Despite feeling incredibly heartbroken, all he could do now was tuck his tail between his legs and run away as fast as he could.
But when Huang Zhenjiang stood up, the shock in his eyes grew even greater. All the guards he had brought had been killed. Only the laborers had not been dealt with, while the others lay on the ground, their fates unknown.
How long has it all been? In such a short time, they were able to kill so many people. It's clear that these guys are true killing gods.
He dared not linger there for even a moment, lest he change his mind, and this so-called Second Master of the Huang family would be reduced to a pile of rotten flesh.
The sight of Huang Zhenjiang being chased away by the wolf caused a burst of laughter. At Ning Ye's command, everyone regrouped around him. Each person had only minor injuries, and there were no casualties.
If a sharp-eyed person were here, they would probably notice that Ning Ye's men were all wearing high-quality chainmail under their clothes.
With this layer of protection, plus the best weapons, dealing with these rotten sweet potatoes and bird eggs is a piece of cake.
Wang Wu also skillfully performed post-war statistics, and soon a series of data reached Ning Ye's ears.
Ning Ye was amazed. How did the Huang family manage to survive until now?
The food convoys were carrying enough to feed an army of three thousand men for several months.
Not to mention that the caravan contained not only grain, but also some refined iron ore. The Turks were most interested in plundering grain and iron ore, but now all of these things had been sold off by the Huang family.
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