Mercenaries and Adventurers

At the same time, inside the lair of bandits in Luobagdong.

Several bandit leaders gathered together listlessly, arguing in a certain leader's house.

"Bullshit! Shit! At this time, you are blaming me instead. Who knew you were so useless. Before, everyone was so confident that they would definitely be able to resist the militia on the mountain road for at least seven or eight days. But now you have stretched your hips and been repelled. Those who blame me here didn’t act early.” Iron Arm waved his hooked arm, retorting to the other three bandit leaders in dissatisfaction.

Delang, who was originally the fiercest decapitator, no longer had the rampant feeling before. During the day, he personally organized a wave of manpower, ready to smash the front of the militia in one fell swoop and reverse the unfavorable situation of the bandits, just like the usual plundering encounters a hard stab.

As a result, when he was about to attack, he felt that he was being watched by the knight riding a tall armored horse in the distance below.

The feeling of death enveloped his whole mind.

He could even directly feel that if he had charged with his most trusted subordinates, the knight on the opposite side would have shot and killed them directly.

Feeling that he was being targeted and unable to move, De Lang had no choice but to let his men charge. As a result, he bumped into another man in armor he had encountered before, and he led the spear militia to block him bravely. Shoot the bandits who don't have enough armor.

The bandits retreated hastily after losing most of their manpower.

Although the bandits who came back were afraid of him and no one said anything, the secret responsibility and spurning made De Lang seem to lose his soul.

He realized that the men who he thought were brave could not beat the militiamen who were still farming before.

In the room, the other two who had been spit on half of their faces were also not very interested. The bandit leader who had been calm before was able to make up his mind, because he was the one who commanded the defense line on the first day. After being beaten back, he also realized that What.

Another bandit leader with a weaker personality waited until Iron Arm's spitting came to an end, and he boldly proposed an idea.

"Should we try to retreat today during the day? After all, if we continue like this, maybe our cave entrance will be blocked after dark. At that time, we really can only wait for your previous arrangement with Iron Arm It worked."

The iron arm hit the table with a hook: "It will definitely work. Don't you know what the defense of Bingxun Pass looks like? My ten subordinates have already made preparations. As long as those damned guys Once the supplies are ready, they can directly burn the large amount of follow-up supplies that were not prepared at night. At that time, they will ignite other places in the checkpoint by the way. Hahahaha! What a pity, what a pity, if a hundred more people can take advantage of the chaos and attack from outside the checkpoint, maybe they can make a fortune there." At the end of his speech, Tie Arm said regretfully.

The cowardly bandit leader narrowed his eyes, stared at Iron Arm for a while, and then stopped talking.

The beheaded Delang saw that everyone was silent, so he got up from his chair and walked towards the door of the house: "It's still open outside, so I'll go there first. If there is no other way. Hey, everyone should guard the entrance of the cave." .Some roadblocks should be ready now."

"Understood! I will arrange people to prepare immediately." The calm bandit leader raised his head and began to call his subordinates to arrange tasks.

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Bingxun Pass, leaning against the stone wall of the pass, in a farm yard where the poor live.

The house with air leaks everywhere was simply blocked by some branches and soil. When the cold wind blows, the wet soil will be frozen hard. Although it doesn't seem like a long-term use method, at least it will survive this winter without any problem.

Nine bandits sat around the fire in the middle of the room, chatting casually and warming themselves by the fire. And there is a wooden grill on the fire, standing high on it, roasting a simply processed roast chicken.

The internal organs and feathers of the chicken were randomly left in the corner of the house, and placed together with the corpses of the original owners of the house. The male owner of the room was piled at the bottom of the body, his neck was twisted at a weird angle. The original hostess of the house died after being stabbed through the chest with a knife, and a large swath of blood soaked and stained her simple dress red. The two children of the owner of the house were covered in wounds from beatings, and many teeth in their mouths had fallen out. After being beaten playfully by the bandits for a while, they broke their necks and died.

These bandits sneaked into Bingxun Pass for more than two days, relying on eating the poultry that the family raised in the small yard to maintain themselves. Now, the roast chicken on the wooden grill is the last one, and all the bandits are ready to make a big fuss, waiting for the people who went out to investigate the news to come back, once they get the latest news, they will Let's make a fuss tonight.

In a corner of the room away from the fire, there were some pottery pots stacked there. The tightly sealed pottery pots still had a rather pungent smell, and they were filled with flammable lamp oil. This was originally a commodity obtained by the bandits during a robbery, but after anticipating that the militiamen would definitely come back to attack their lair this year, they were arranged by the leader of the iron-armed bandits to let these elite bandits carry these items and hide in batches into the Bingxun pass. Keep an eye on the replenishment of the supplies of the militiamen at any time, and burn the supplies that have been prepared in the checkpoint with great difficulty!

Crunch, crunch.

A sound of footsteps walked into this remote courtyard, and the snow in the courtyard, which was not cleaned by anyone, clearly exposed the footsteps of the people to the robbers in the house.

The bandit near the door immediately crouched down from his lying position, and quietly drew out his long sword and raised his axe.

The footsteps walked steadily outside the thick wooden door and stopped.

The bandits in the house fell silent, except for the crackling sound of the fat oozing from the roast chicken dripping onto the fire.

"Who is trekking in the snowy night?" A bandit guarding the gate asked in a low voice.

The person outside the door immediately replied: "Those who desire wealth and kill."

"Come in." Hearing the answer, the bandits breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons.

The wooden door opened, and a young man who didn't look like a bandit at all walked in. He was wearing a tattered cloak, which was inconspicuous compared with the surrounding slums.

And inside the tattered cloak, there is an exquisite waiter serving him.

"How's the situation?" asked the little bandit leader who led the team.

"Depending on the situation, all the supplies provided by the merchants are already in place, and they are being packed and counted. They may leave at any time." said the bandit who had been hiding in the hotel as a waiter.

The other bandits were all excited. They had been bored in the house for two days, and they were already helpless. If the leader hadn't said it, anyone who dared to run out without permission would have their feet cut off. They all ran to the streets with red houses and taverns to play.

But the little bandit leader looked at the sky outside, and his face was not good-looking: "It's only afternoon, they won't leave now, right? If they set off during the day, how can we burn those supplies?"

The bandit, who was the waiter, shrugged: "It's not certain, I heard some militia guards say that they seem to have a change in the situation, and they may have to prepare a third batch of supplies immediately, so the second batch of supplies has to be delivered immediately." In the past. After all, there are not many caravan guys who dare to transport supplies to the mountains and forests where we are hiding. Only when the previous batch comes back, can the next batch of supplies be transported over.”

The other bandits also heard what they said, and someone asked: "Boss, don't you want us to try to burn the supplies of those militiamen during the day? Who can do this kind of work? If you really do it, you can't come back alive." Bar?"

The hidden elite bandits were not death squads. They had the confidence to escape in the chaos after lighting a fire, so they participated in this operation. And before coming, the iron arm boss also made a promise that after completing this mission, they can each lead the team in person, and each will have at least two subordinates.

Big and small, it can be regarded as someone under his command, and he is no longer the lowest-level bandit.

But they rushed over to burn the materials in broad daylight, and they knew that this was begging for death. Even if the soldiers of Bingxun Pass pulled their hips again, their numbers and weapons and equipment were all there. In order to hide in the checkpoint, they don't have many common weapons. Only the leader and the two bandits who guard the gate still carry their own weapons. The others are some simple weapons that they found only after entering the checkpoint.

Fortunately, many cans of lamp oil that burned down the supplies of the militia were shipped in through a very normal process after paying a tax.

The little bandit leader considered for a moment and made a decision. In any case, the supplementary materials of those militiamen must be burned, otherwise their lair may not be able to last for a long time.

As for the daytime raid on the hotel that is preparing to store supplies, this can only rely on other methods.

"Do you have a way to delay those escorting militiamen? It doesn't take long, as long as it can be delayed until dark. No matter what method you use." The little bandit leader looked at the hidden bandit and asked.

The young bandit's face was full of embarrassment. He thought for a while, but he didn't know what to do, but he suddenly remembered a piece of information: "By the way, when I served those militiamen before, I heard from them that they led the team this time. Captain, it seems that his status is extraordinary and very important."

"What's so important?" Someone asked.

"How should I put it, no matter the other party's food, clothing and housing, it is not affordable for ordinary people. Just think about it, they actually booked a single-family building in the most luxurious hotel in the level."

"This doesn't explain anything. Don't some powerful businessmen in the checkpoint also live there?" said the little bandit leader.

"But before, the militia captain who led the team was the one I mentioned. He even invited some powerful officials in the checkpoint, and many powerful businessmen to talk to him. I saw it with my own eyes in the corner of the hotel. He came here. Everyone saluted that person. You know, in Bingxun Pass, those officials are no different from the local kings, and they are all willing to salute, which shows that the militia captain leading the team must not be simple." The young bandit said affirmatively.

After listening to the young bandit's explanation, the other bandits felt that this man was indeed not like an ordinary person. They looked at the little leader who led the team. The little boss stared at the young bandit and said in a deep voice: "Then focus on him! No matter what method you use, you must hold back the person leading the team. As long as the militiamen can't leave and the supplies are not escorted, naturally I can't go."

The young bandit turned his head and started giggling. He rubbed his fingers: "Boss, I have a solution, which is to spend a sum of money. And the time is so urgent, you should pay more."

The robbers asked in unison: "What way?"

"It is to go to the entertainment street in the checkpoint, go to the red house to spend money to hire a group of girls, and use accusations to spread the news that the leader of the militia leader has abandoned or made them pregnant, to pester the leader. Although they probably will soon find out that something is wrong, from the time the girls started arguing to figuring out how to appease them, it will take night." The young bandit rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

The other bandits also felt excited about this method, and urged the leader to give the money quickly.

The bandit leader who led the team also thought this method was good, but he took out his purse and turned it upside down: "That's all, do you think it's enough?"

The young bandit took it over and took a look: "Boss, with such a small amount of money in it, what level of girls can you hire? They don't want the ones that are crooked."

The other bandits booed: "Others don't want it, we want it. Haha."

He glared at the other bandits and asked them to keep quiet. The leader of the bandits said: "Be quiet, be quiet. Who will bring a lot of money when they come out to do errands? You are so excited, so you all have money? Take it out for me, Do the math now, and when I go back, I’ll ask the leader to supply you.”

The bosses of the bandits were not happy, but under the pressure of the little boss, they weighed up the supplies during the day, then were surrounded and killed, and successfully dragged into the night, set fire to the supplies in the dark, and then escaped in the chaos.

Between the two, the bandits still chose the latter. So they obediently handed over the money bags they carried with them.

The young bandit excitedly found a cloth bag to hold the scattered coins in these money bags, and then put some large-value coins into the inner pocket of his clothes.

Immediately bid farewell and left here.

The little bandit leader waited for the man to leave, and immediately gave a bandit a wink. The bandit put on his coat, hid the long sword in his clothes, turned his head and pulled out a roasted chicken leg, then walked out the door, sneaking up behind the young bandit.

The other robbers also started to clean up. Everyone ate a piece of hard bread with the roast chicken, and then each took a can of lamp oil, hung it on their chest with a rope, and hid it in their clothes.

When everyone was ready, the little bandit leader took them out, leaving the house alone. If they succeed, they will escape the Frost Pass by taking advantage of the fire and chaos tonight. If they fail, the residents who are hiding here naturally don't have to worry about being discovered.

The poor murdered family probably won't be discovered that they died early until next spring when the weather gets warmer and the corpses stink.

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Although the young bandits are open to money, they are indeed doing well.

The Sword Bandit hiding behind saw that the young bandit first exchanged a large number of scattered iron and copper coins for neat silver coins at the shop of the Great Chamber of Commerce. Then the young bandit took a small bag of silver coins to the bustling streets with all kinds of entertainment and pastimes.

The following bandits saw the boy enter several red houses, and actually called seven or eight heavily wrapped girls and three or four thugs of the guards.

The purse that was originally in his hand also seemed to have dried up a lot, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

In this way, the following robbers no longer follow the young robbers, but turn around and return to the hiding residents. But he was stopped by his fellow robbers on the streets of the slums, and then they walked together to the backyard street of the luxury hotel where the militia stored supplies.

In the uninhabited alley at the back of this bustling street, the rest of the bandits were hiding in unnoticed corners.

"How is it? Did that guy go to get money to do business?" The little bandit leader asked immediately after seeing the following men come back.

The bandit wielding the sword nodded: "That boy is not lying. He changed the coins first, and then he hired seven or eight girls from the red house, and walked all the way to the hotel."

Just at this time, from the front of the luxury hotel, there was a wave of girls shouting and shouting.

The bandits laughed.

"It's started, I hope it will work." The bandit leader asked one of his subordinates to squat down, then stepped on the other's shoulder and quietly poked his head out of the wall of the luxury hotel's backyard.

In the open space in the backyard on the other side of the wall, many supplies were piled neatly on the ground. Inside, there are supplies from Bingxun Pass to keep out the cold, tools for building tents and replacement tents, cans of grease for burning, tools and consumables for repairing various weapons, and bundles of packed food bags. In addition, there are also bundles of crossbow arrows that Kendall specially transported before the militiamen cleared up the bandits~www.readwn.com~ A large number of donkeys carrying supplies are also raised in the wooden pen on one side. People from some chambers of commerce are feeding the donkeys.

And the few militiamen who were guarding the supplies heard the noise of the women coming all the way ahead, and walked over curiously to watch the excitement.

But even so, there are still more than 20 waiters from luxury hotels, guys from various chambers of commerce, and even a few mercenaries with big arms.

At this time, a big businessman was waving his hands and talking to these mercenaries.

The bandit leader reluctantly listened to it, and found out that it was valuable, and he must participate in it.

do not understand.

In order not to be discovered by the people inside the wall, he didn't dare to look too much, so he quickly lowered down.

"Boss, how is it?" asked the bandits.

"It has some effect, but I don't know if I can entangle the leader of the militia." He thought about it, and then called another guy in the team who didn't look like a bandit licking blood, and told him to go Tell the young robbers in the hotel that they must entangle those militiamen. If it is really bad, they will stab a girl to death while the chaos is happening and plant them on those militiamen.

Even if those people can settle down later, they don't know when it will be.

The bandit who got the order looked at the clothes on his body, and it didn't look like clothes that could sneak into a luxury hotel.

The bandit leader twitched his lips, just in time to see a set of clothes drying outside the wooden window on the second floor of the alley. Several bandits climbed up with a ladder, took off their frozen clothes, and put them on the bandit who was in charge.

He looked like a dog.

The bandit had to endure the chill brought by the cold clothes, and walked out of the alley by jumping to keep warm.