The mental preparation was very effective, and after a brief pause the team continued on its way.
Jiang Huaixu said to Fu Tuan, who was lazily lying on the roof of the carriage, "You go to the front. If anything goes wrong, run back quickly and call out twice to signal everyone."
Fu Tuan usually appears and disappears mysteriously, and everyone has long been accustomed to it, so no one said anything when they saw it running away.
After a while, Fu Tuan returned limping on one of his hind legs, with blood dripping from his raised leg all the way along the route he ran.
Futuan was meowing anxiously, and it was obvious that an accident had happened.
The sudden situation made the villagers afraid to move forward for a while.
Jiang Zhengmao bent down and wanted to hug Fu Tuan, but Fu Tuan easily dodged his hand and continued to walk towards Jiang Huaixu, whimpering.
Jiang Huaixu bent down and held Fu Tuan in his arms. He pretended to look at Fu Tuan's hind legs carefully, and finally said to everyone, "There's a cut on the hind leg. It's not very deep, and the wound is neat. It doesn't look like it was cut by a stone, but by a weapon like a dagger."
Jiang Zhengmao understood the meaning of this, and his heart tightened. He shouted loudly: "Everyone, take out your bows and arrows!"
With a roar, the villagers on the periphery immediately took out their bows and arrows and quickly walked to the front to stand in a cross-line.
The Lian family guards heard the noise, walked up with a big knife in hand, and looked at the movement in front with a vigilant look.
At the sound of Jiang Huaixu's whistle, the scouts immediately half-knelt in the gap near the adults' feet. Although their hands holding the bows and arrows were trembling, their little faces were full of determination.
When the bandits from Yangwei Village arrived, before they could even reveal their true intentions, the first thing they saw was the refugees holding bamboo bows and arrows, ready for battle.
The bandits, who had never encountered such a situation, looked at each other and did not dare to move forward.
The leader of Yangwei Village was not afraid. He had been in the underworld for so many years. If he was frightened by such a small situation, it would be a waste of his years as the leader!
His eyes swept through the crowd, and he saw a familiar face being escorted by guards. He pretended not to see the pleading in the man's eyes and shouted, "The rules of the road require you to pay us Yangweizhai a toll for taking this road. Do you want to surrender obediently or resist to the death?"
Two carriages were pulled behind the guards. Jiang Huaixu and Jiang Erlang quickly climbed onto the roof of the carriages, holding crossbows and shooting arrows at each other as a reply.
After barely dodging a fierce crossbow bolt, the boss's face darkened to the extreme. "Go at it! Leave no one alive!"
"Shoot!" the leader of the guards shouted at the top of his voice.
The bandits who made a living in the mountains were agile and quick to react. When they found that the refugees on the opposite side had poor archery accuracy, they suddenly became excited, waving the various weapons in their hands and approaching quickly.
After the boy scouts shot a few arrows, their young minds, which had been repeatedly tortured by Jiang Huaixu, miraculously stabilized in the face of the enemy. As the bandits approached, their accuracy gradually improved. Although their strength was small and the damage they caused to the bandits was not great, they became stumbling blocks on the other side's path.
During the few moments when the bandits paused in pain, the adults drew their bows and took aim, and the damage they caused after shooting was many times greater than that of the scouts.
The more arrows there were, the more damage they dealt. Each one didn't do much damage, but when so many were added together, they couldn't be underestimated. For a moment, the bandits couldn't get close at all.
As for Jiang Huaixu and Jiang Erlang on the high ground, they used bows and crossbows to shoot the bandits one by one. The two had developed a tacit understanding through so many crises, so they could handle it with ease.
Jiang Huaixu was determined to find the whereabouts of the bandit leader, but he found that the leader was really cunning. There were always two people blocking his way. If one of them was injured, he would abandon him and pull up another one.
Seeing that the villagers still had enough bamboo arrows, Jiang Huaixu did not deal with the man directly.
Practical combat experience is rare, so train them as long as possible.
After several rounds, many bandits lost their lives. Some of them saw that their companions were pierced by more than one arrow, like hedgehogs, and gradually they began to retreat.
"Boss, they're attacking from a distance and we can't defeat them in close combat!"
"Yes, how about..." Let's retreat!
The boss, who had originally been extremely disdainful of refugees, now had the idea of returning to the village to rest before fighting again.
He didn't think that they were not strong enough to defeat this group of people, they were just at a disadvantage in terms of weapons.
"They want to run away?" Yun Qi said, his voice rising but his tone was very firm.
"Chase!" Jiang Erlang shouted loudly.
The villagers, who were extremely motivated because they had the upper hand, immediately chased after them.
“Archery!”
The bandits, who had no time to run away, were shot down by another attack of bamboo arrows. Their screams echoed in the valley, sounding extremely shrill.
Under the cover of the two men, the leader of Yangwei Village crawled back to the mountain. When he thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, a flying insect that was almost invisible to the naked eye flew into his ear.
The villagers who had won a great victory had no time to celebrate. When they heard someone shouting "Catch all the people", they immediately bent down and pulled up the bandit who had been shot like a hedgehog in front of them.
Many bandits were struggling non-stop. Someone grabbed the bamboo arrows on the bandits' bodies and stabbed them inside. The rest of the people followed suit, and the bandits' screams became louder and louder.
After gathering everyone together, the leader of the guards said to the villagers, "These bandits have the blood of others on their hands, and they are quick to act. If we let them escape alive, they will only gather again elsewhere and become another powerful force. According to our master's wishes, we should just kill them directly."
The villagers had not yet recovered from the joy of victory, and naturally had no idea what would happen next. After hearing what the guard leader said, they all looked at the village chief Jiang Zhengmao.
Jiang Zhengmao was also in a daze. They, a group of peasants, defeated the bandits. This was something they could not even imagine in the past, but now it has actually been achieved!
Being watched by so many people, he slowly walked out of the crowd, pondered for a moment, and then said, "To be honest, none of us have ever experienced anything like this, and we don't know how to deal with it. But there is one thing we all know very well: evil people are evil people, and they must bear the consequences of their evil deeds!"
"In that case, leave them to us. You can go ahead." The leader of the guards agreed and made way.
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