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Chapter 1 The End of the Road(1/2)

Heluo Ancient Road.

It was originally an important trade road connecting the two major provinces of Heyuan and Anluo.

But since the construction of the new official road for merchants was completed ten years ago, the Heluo Ancient Road has completed its mission and gradually declined and became inaccessible.

To this day, only a few bards occasionally come here to sit and watch the yellow sand in the sky, sighing at the sunset.

However, today, a chase is taking place on the Heluo Ancient Road, which has been silent for a long time.

"Quick! Run quickly!"

"drive!"

"Wait...wait for me, help, help, help!"

Running in front was a caravan of more than thirty people. Everyone looked panicked, and many of them were even wearing colorful clothes. They raised their whips with all their strength and whipped more than a dozen carriages, rolling up smoke and dust along the way. .

Some people were running and looking back in panic. With just one glance, the panic on their faces grew even more, and a feeling of despair permeated the entire caravan.

About a mile behind the caravan, there was a larger, violent yellow sand that looked like a ferocious dragon.

Boom!

The earth is trembling and the angry horses are roaring.

Experienced traders can tell just by the vibrations on the ground that a team of no less than 300 people is chasing them!

Worry about ghosts!

There is no caravan that does business in Heyuan and Anluo who does not know this name.

This is a bandit force that travels between the two major provinces all year round. It has about three hundred people in number and its style of conduct is brutal and ruthless. It has fallen into the hands of more than ten caravans totaling six hundred and fifty. Eight people, no one alive!

Not only do they act cruelly, they are also cunning and changeable, and they do things without any rules at all.

Sometimes he didn't show up for ten and a half months, and sometimes he committed crimes for two consecutive days. The two major provinces of Heyuan and Anluo had sent joint troops many times to wipe out this gangster, but they couldn't even catch a hair of the other party. Pass.

Over time, he acquired the reputation of being a ghost, and became like a ghost among the caravans, causing every caravan traveling across two places to break into a cold sweat.

The caravan targeted by Gui Jianchou was owned by the Wei family belonging to Bo'an City in Anluo Province.

The Wei family has been doing business in Bo'an City for generations. Although it is not as good as those big aristocratic families, it can still be regarded as a small aristocratic family with some strength.

However, the Wei family has been having a bad year recently and has made several losing businesses in a row, causing the family's funds to be tight. In desperation, Wei Qiwu, the contemporary head of the Wei family, decided to use all his funds to purchase a batch of purple purple in Senhu Town, a port town in Heyuan Province. The scale fish returned to Bo'an City for resale.

Purple-scaled fish is the most famous specialty of Senhu Town. Its meat is delicious and boneless. It is a popular fish in Bo'an City and even several surrounding cities.

Who would have thought that Wei Qiwu, who was pointing at these dozens of carts of purple-scaled fish to restore blood to his family, had just finished shopping and walked to the critical point of the new official road to find that the government had posted a notice here.

The government reminded that traces of ghosts were found on Xinguan Road recently, and it was suggested that the traveling convoys could postpone their journey for a few days and wait for strict inspections by officers and soldiers before setting off on the road.

This made Wei Qiwu anxious.

Purple-scaled fish are not easy to preserve. If he postpones returning to Bo'an City for a few days, his dozens of carts of plump fish meat will probably stink.

As for reselling on the spot, there is no need to think about it.

This place is originally the place where purple-scaled fish are produced. Not to mention the low price, it cannot handle such a large amount of goods in a short time.

Seeing that he was losing all his money, one of his subordinates gave Wei Qiwu an idea.

That is to take the Heluo Ancient Road instead!

It takes about two days longer to return to Bo'an City from the Heluo Ancient Road than to take the Xinguan Road. Although the distance is much longer, it is still within an acceptable range. At least the purple-scaled fish has not expired.

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Furthermore, the Heluo Ancient Road has been abandoned for many years and has long been inaccessible. This can ensure the safety of the caravan and make it less likely to encounter robbers.

Wei Qiwu, who thought it was reasonable and was desperate, adopted this suggestion.

In fact, they had been walking on the Heluo Ancient Road for two days. As expected, not even a single person was seen, let alone the robbers.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and thought they could return to Bo'an City safely, a ghost flag floating in the yellow sand appeared at the end of their sight.

Wei Qiwu regretted it so much at this time. Unwilling to sit back and die, he commanded the convoy to escape desperately. However, his dozens of carriages were filled with goods, which could not compare with the fast horses of Qingjianchou. He was about to be overtaken.

The sand will be stained with blood by then.

Just when the entire Wei family's motorcade was in despair, someone suddenly shouted: "There is a valley ahead, everyone, go in quickly!"

When everyone was at a loss, someone took the lead and immediately swarmed towards the small valley not far ahead.

"Now...what should we do now?"

Hurrying slowly, everyone finally entered the valley before Gui Jianchou caught up.

However, Wei Qiwu, who fully hoped to use the complex terrain in the valley to get rid of ghosts and worries, felt deep despair after entering the valley.

This is just a small valley, not big. Although there are dense woods inside, there is no other way out. To get out, there is only the same entrance as when you came in.

Isn't this a case of catching a turtle in a jar?

Looking at his frightened subordinates with ashen faces, Wei Qiwu felt powerless for a while.

"Don't worry, sir, we are safe for the time being at least!"

At this moment, an old man with a goatee came close to Wei Qiwu. His expression was calm and confident. Unlike others, he did not feel panic at all.

"Mr. Yang, do you have any idea?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wei Qiwu's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

The old man known as Mr. Yang smiled slightly and said: "I'm afraid those people may not dare to come in."

Wei Qiwu was stunned, "Sir, what you mean is..."

"Hold on!"

The old man surnamed Yang twisted his beard and said: "The enemy's number is dozens of times greater than ours. This is our disadvantage. However, the terrain of this valley is complex and there are many vegetations, which can greatly offset the opponent's numerical advantage."

"In addition, Gui Jianchou is proficient in the art of bow and horse, and if they want to enter the valley, they must change their cavalry into infantry, which weakens the opponent's combat power."

"That is to say, as long as we seal the only entrance in advance, no matter how many there are, we will kill them one by one!"

"This..." Wei Qiwu lowered his head and muttered, and then said after a while: "What if the other party doesn't come in, or surrounds but doesn't attack?"

Mr. Yang laughed loudly and said, “There’s no need to be afraid anymore!”

"The owner of the house forgot, what is our fleet transporting?"

"Purple...scaled fish!"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Qiwu's eyes lit up, and in a moment of panic, he forgot about it.

"I understand what sir means!"

He looked overjoyed and said: "If Gui Jianchou dares to come in, we will block the entrance and kill him. But if he doesn't come in, we are rich in materials here, and they can't compete with us in terms of consumption!"

"exactly!"

Mr. Yang smiled while stroking his palms: "Gui Jianchou is mainly composed of light cavalry, and the dry food they bring must not be much. As long as we delay it for a day or two, they will starve to death outside!"

"Don't forget, this is the Heluo Ancient Road, which has long been deserted. Where will they get supplies?"

"Furthermore, when I found out that Gui Jianchou, I sent my disciple Li Xiaoer to hide secretly. He is now on the way to Senhu Town. As long as he leads the officers and soldiers here, we can even attack from both front and rear.

By annihilating all these hateful robbers, the head of the family will have accomplished a great feat!"

"As expected of Mr. Yang, he really has a plan!"

After saying a few words, Wei Qiwu's face was radiant. After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he regained his composure as the head of the family.

"Did you all hear that?"

"Hurry up and arrange it at the entrance!"

He glanced at the frightened entourage and scolded: "Mr. Yang's plan will not only solve the immediate crisis, but also help us make great achievements. In the future, we will become rich and prosperous. You will be indispensable to me!"

In addition to the coachman who drove the carriage, the Wei family's motorcade also had more than a dozen strong bodyguards. However, they were so frightened by Gui Jianchou that they couldn't muster the slightest thought to resist.

Mr. Yang's words just now were reasonable and reasonable, and the owner's words of prosperity and wealth immediately restored the courage of these bodyguards.

Anyway, it's death, it's better to fight for a future!

So he gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly with red eyes, each holding a sword, gun, bow and arrow, and was about to follow Mr. Yang's instructions and go to the entrance to be on guard.

"laugh"

However, at this moment, an inappropriate sneer sounded from the crowd.

"Why are you so excited? He asked you to die!"

The voice sounded a little childish, and everyone looked for it, but it turned out to be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy wearing a retinue uniform.

"Chen Ze, what are you talking about!"

When Wei Qiwu saw it, he immediately shouted angrily.

"Boy, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"

Mr. Yang also glanced at the young man coldly, with a hint of murderous intent flashing deep in his eyes.

"Talking nonsense?"
To be continued...
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