Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

The continuous drizzle finally stopped.

The wet streets became dry again, and the sun's rays fell on the bedding that people were hanging out to dry.

In the dense forest, the sentries watched the hard workers coming back to work one after another, and they drew out the big swords on their waists.

The fierce look is revealed.

As the saying goes, the sword is the king of all weapons and it is also the sword of a gentleman. It can be picked up and put down, and only an emperor can wield it.

This killing weapon must be a big one, it can cut off the head with one blow and make the blood flow.

"The boss has ordered that the wind direction has changed in the past few days. We must speed up the raid on the camp."

"We brothers share the joys and sorrows. We don't fight for the future, but only for the present!"

The leading man drew out the silver moon scimitar from his waist. The mottled and fragmented sunlight fell on the scimitar, and it shone with silver light... as if it was made of the bright moon in the sky.

"Remember, brothers, our goal... is to lead those defenders deep into the jungle. There can be no mistakes!"

If they fail at this level, then the mission of attacking the camp will also fail.

Therefore, in order to ensure that everything goes smoothly, they must not retreat, nor let the mission fail!

.........

"Does breakfast today include steamed buns?"

He rubbed his hands and tightened his clothes.

The cold wind by the river this morning is extremely biting. If I wasn't used to it, it would be really unbearable.

"I heard there is one, why...are you hungry?"

"Then let's go over and ask together. After all... it won't cost us anything."

The officials here all have good tempers.

If the person was ferocious, they would not dare to step forward and ask even if they had ten times the courage.

"That's fine... I'll go check it out later."

The man knocked off the mud on the soles of his shoes and was about to walk towards the dining camp when he heard a cry of killing behind him.

Immediately afterwards, several people behind him wrapped their things and hurriedly ran towards the path.

"Not good! Not good!"

"There are horse thieves robbing!"

"There are...there are...horse thieves!"

The garrison soldier, who was sitting aside and was about to drink a bowl of hot soup, heard the frightened cries of the people, and immediately stood up and grabbed the spear placed aside with one hand.

Putting on a helmet and squinting his eyes, he looked in the direction of the shouting. He saw a few people riding horses up the hillside. The horses were tall and handsome, and they were red in color... One could tell at a glance that they were very expensive!

"It seems he is really a horse thief!"

"Do they still have the law and justice in their eyes? They are so bold that they even dare to rob the imperial court's projects!"

The leading garrison officer quickly tied the rope of his helmet, looked back, and said to the adjutant beside him: "Xiao Xu, go back to the camp first and tell the adults that there are horse thieves attacking here!"

"Tell them to be careful..."

"Yes, sir!"

With a wave of the spear, the red tassel danced.

The sound of a long horn rang out in the garrison camp. This was the signal for assembly, reminding all soldiers to be on alert.

Hold up the gun and face the thieves rushing towards you!

The people who were originally busy digging mud and sand in the river couldn't help but panic when they heard the huge shouts and screams. They quickly retreated and their feet sank into the mud.

Even the hoe was lost.

Those unfortunate people who had not yet had time to evacuate were extremely anxious as they listened to the sound of approaching horse hooves.

I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

The reputation of these horse thieves in Longcheng is extremely bad. They are known to burn, kill, rob and commit all kinds of evil. If it weren't for the imperial troops stationed there to guard the expansion of the canal, this group of people would never have the courage to go towards the canal.

“Help…Help…”

"I have old people and young children..."

Before he could finish his words, a big knife chopped down, blood splattered and dyed the river red.

The waves surged and gradually turned into a pink color.

"You bastards from the imperial court! If you have the guts... fight me!"

Looking at the shield soldiers lined up in front and the man riding on horseback parked opposite the river bank, he smiled viciously.

Their number was only about half of the imperial garrison, but their attitude was extremely arrogant, as if they were confident of what they had planned.

This appearance naturally confused the garrison officers.

As the saying goes, when something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

"The thief is so arrogant, there must be an ambush behind him!"

"You two will lead a small team to rescue the people in the river."

The leading officer was, after all, a man of many years and had seen the world.

He had fought in wars outside the Great Wall in his early years and was well aware of the guerrilla tactics used by barbarians and bandits.

So, when I first saw this situation, I already had my bearings in my mind.

He saw his two adjutants leading a team of soldiers rushing down the hillside, intending to rescue the people still trapped in the river.

He waved his hand and gave orders to the soldiers behind him.

"Archers! Form your formation!"

"Cover the team and save them!"

Among the 2,500 garrison soldiers, there were 300 archers in order to prevent the group of horse thieves on horseback from appearing and disappearing without a trace, wielding broadswords.

The bow is bent and the arrow is drawn, and the bowstring is taut.

The eagle feathers on the archers' helmets were blown by the wind, feeling the change in wind direction.

"Boss, that cunning guy didn't fall for it... What should we do?"

"Our mission...isn't it going to fail at the last moment?!"

Listening to the idiot's speech, the leader looked at the archers arranging their troops and punched the man next to him. He said with a tone of regret: "We need to retreat in detail... understand!"

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. If a few of the vanguards who charged in the front did not die, the imperial defenders would never be able to pursue the victory.

The first scene they were going to perform was that they were too arrogant and were defeated by the imperial defenders. They had to fight and retreat and fled into the mountains.

After being punched by the boss, his head was buzzing, but at this time he understood what the boss meant.

"Fire arrows!"

The defending general standing on the other side of the river waved his red tasseled spear. The red spear was particularly eye-catching, and all the archers released their bowstrings in unison.

All I could hear was the overwhelming "whoosh, whoosh" sound.

A rain of arrows fell from the sky.

The bandits scattered in all directions, as if they had been prepared. There was a vacant space among them, and only a few bandits who didn't have time to escape fell to the ground, their faces and chests full of arrows...

Blood flowed.

"It seems that these people have been scouting this place for a long time... I'm afraid they know the terrain here very well."

The defending general's expression gradually became solemn, and a vague guess began to emerge in his mind.

Ordinary horse thieves would rob things in a repetitive manner, taking whatever they set their eyes on without ever checking the day before robbing.

If they could be allowed to lay their nests in advance, then this group of people might be eyeing the official silver allocated by the imperial court to the people for building the Grand Canal!

If the government silver is stolen, he will have to give up the lucrative position that he had finally transferred back from the front line!

How could he swallow this?

These horse thieves will really think they are easy prey if we don't teach them a lesson.