Goodness, no wonder they were able to escort five large carts with only fifteen guards.
Even the most foolish bandits had heard of the might of the Zhenbei Army, especially the Jifeng Battalion, which specialized in suppressing bandits.
They could be described as their killing gods.
The bandits wanted to escape, but now they had no chance.
The five large carts that had originally escaped downstream along the river have now circled back and are blocking the bandits' path.
Five identical iron crossbows fired another volley at the retreating bandits.
On the front, the hands of the ten guards had already been pressed onto the arrow slot mechanism.
The dark arrows were aimed directly at the bandits' dark eyes, as if they were looking at a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
The few remaining bandits still on horseback were heartbroken.
We can't beat them, and we can't run away.
"Gulp!"
One person tumbled off his horse and knelt on the ground, and the others followed suit and knelt down as well.
They had no intention of resisting surrender. Falling into the hands of the Zhenbei Army meant they would inevitably go to jail, which was better than death!
On Yu Lao's side, the score was 15 to 30, with no suspense or danger whatsoever, but on Zhao Tingduo's side, the situation was fraught with peril.
Zhao Tingduo was to go alone to intercept the bandits in front.
If we can hold off the enemy for just fifteen minutes, the Zhenbei Army guards behind us can rush over and turn the encirclement into a counterattack.
This is the safest approach, but the risk rests solely on him.
Zhao Tingduo's attention was entirely focused on the front, and she had no idea that Song Liyun had not retreated to the carriage, but was following behind her.
The Zabu River is wide, shallow, and slow-moving; at its deepest point, it only reaches halfway up a horse's leg.
Chrysanthemum Green Horse galloped, splashing the icy river water onto Song Liyun's body and face, making her tremble.
Song Liyun was no stranger to life and death, but at this moment, walking on water, her heart was very calm.
It felt like we were back on the mountain next to Broken Gold Town, capturing Hong Jingtian, the original owner of Tianxiang Tower.
At that time, Zhao Tingduo was also at the forefront, suppressing the robbers' counterattack with her own momentum.
Although he was ultimately drugged and sent into the bandits by Song Liyun, he deserved the greatest credit.
Now, I'm following behind him again...
Just then, a group of men rushed out of the grass by the river. The leader brandished a gleaming broadsword and shouted angrily at the three men in the river, "Fire arrows! Shoot them dead!"
They lay in ambush by the river at midnight, waiting for the "caravan" to arrive.
When the couple walking ahead appeared, Jian Fangtong felt joy and excitement.
His fat sheep has finally arrived!
Even across the wide river, Jian Fangtong could see the young man dressed in a black brocade robe and cloak.
The young woman beside him wore a honey-colored jacket trimmed with sable fur, and her hair was tied in a single bun with a ribbon.
Although she couldn't see the facial features clearly, just by looking at that slender waist, Jian Fangtong could still picture a charming and pretty face in her mind, just like the top courtesan in the red-sleeved pavilion of Hecheng.
As wealth and beauty drew closer, Jian Fangtong was filled with excitement. But before he could rejoice any longer, he saw the man on horseback suddenly lead the carriage into a gallop, and the speed was increasing rapidly.
Oh no! If Lao Ba and his gang don't quickly bite the tail, the net won't be able to stop them.
Jian Fangtong was a bandit leader, and dozens of his men relied on him for food and drink. Although he was lustful, he was not a fool.
Seeing the fat sheep suddenly change its course, he realized something was wrong; if it ran like that, his net would be broken.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he saw Lao Ba and his men catch up with the carriage... then the carriage mysteriously changed course, and he was shot dead...
Jian Fangtong was shocked and stopped hiding. He led a dozen men who had been lying in ambush to rush towards the river. He immediately ordered his men to fire arrows, hoping to stop the approaching men and then go to rescue Lao Ba and the others.
A dozen arrows were fired at the approaching black horse; being in the water, the horse was the biggest target.
Zhao Tingduo was prepared. When more than a dozen arrows came whistling through the air, he didn't stop his horse. He wielded his knife in a flurry of snowflakes, protecting himself and his black horse completely.
The arrow shaft had barely been knocked away when the man appeared in front of Jian Fangtong, his sword thrust undiminished, slashing down at her head and face.
Jian Fangtong watched as the black-clad man rushed towards her like a whirlwind, a god of death. She gathered her strength, raised her hand to block, and her blade sent sparks flying.
A powerful force struck him, and he felt a sharp pain in his hand, almost causing the hilt of the knife to slip from his grasp.
This "merchant" is incredibly strong!
At this moment, the bandits next to him came over. The newcomer turned his horse to avoid them and was surrounded and beaten by the other bandits.
Jian Fangtong rubbed his slightly numb hands. At this moment, he had clearly seen Zhao Tingduo in the crowd, who was fighting ten against one and not falling behind in a short time. He was shocked and immediately cried out in distress.
Although the tribes that settled in the Mida River Valley are still scattered in different places, everyone knows that they are now under the rule of a young leader of a tribe called the Uda tribe.
He had only heard that the young Di man was exceptionally handsome and skilled in martial arts, especially given his extraordinary relationship with the Zhenbei Army and his expertise in military formations!
At this moment, they could clearly see Zhao Tingduo's appearance, and then they saw the guards in the distance who had already begun their second round of shooting.
The meticulous planning and synchronized actions were something that merchants could never achieve; at this point, what was there left for him not to understand?
I've been gnawing on a hard rock and it's made my teeth fly out!
But he had no time to think about it. Zhao Tingduo's knife whistled through the crowd, and he had already forced the three men to retreat with injuries. If they delayed any longer, the cavalry on the other side of the river would cross over.
Just as Jian Fangtong was about to launch an attack, a sudden sense of alert arose in his heart. He ducked on his horse and dodged an arrow in the blink of an eye, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat on his back.
He turned around abruptly and saw the delicate young woman standing on horseback in the river, holding a bow and firing an arrow at him, while a second arrow flew from the bowstring.
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