The bandits appeared in front of everyone, and everyone couldn't help but feel nervous. Zhao Yan's eyes gathered in the dusty team in front of him, sweeping over every figure that could see clearly.

Among those figures were elderly people and children, most of whom were pale and thin, their clothes were messy, and they were holding messy weapons in their hands.

"Kill! Kill~!" The bandits shouted, and they had already charged at the convoy from afar, probably a distance of hundreds of meters.

Zhao Yan sneered and laughed, "Don't be nervous. These bandits charge so far away. When they run here, they will have no strength. Everyone waits for their hard work and kill him without leaving any armor, haha!"

The servants around Zhao Yan also laughed. When everyone in the convoy saw that Zhao Yan could still talk and laugh, his words made sense, he immediately felt relieved.

Zhao Yan formed ten teams of more than 80 servants, and led one team to guard one direction. The other six teams were evenly scattered in the circle of the car array, and three teams were on standby in the center.

Although Zhao Yan was worried at this moment, he was not as nervous as before.

The bandits in front of us were obviously hungry people who were enslaved by bandits, and only a small number of bandits could fight.

"Shandong is not as hard-working as Shaanxi, there are many border troops who dare to fight to the death. These bandits should not be strong in combat." Zhao Yan thought to himself, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

To say that the so-called "rebel army" in the late Ming Dynasty was just a group of bandits. In the past, bandits could not attack towns and could not grab much.

But when the disaster comes, it will be easier. It will involve more than 100,000 hungry people and the amount you grab will increase exponentially.

Those hungry people are just tools in the hands of bandits, and they are used to plunder. There are very few real backbones, and there are actually very few who can fight for seemingly huge teams.

The reason why the peasant army in Shaanxi is difficult to deal with is that the border troops rebelled and joined their team due to lack of food and salary, which also makes it difficult for those peasant army to deal with, and its combat effectiveness is sometimes stronger than that of the official army.

Moreover, as long as the bandits are still there, they can form a huge so-called "rebel army" to loot everywhere at any time.

Shandong is different. There are no border troops here. No matter how large the bandits are, they are still a group of farmers who only know how to farm. They have almost no military quality and richer natural resources than Shaanxi. Not everyone will join the bandit army. This is also the reason why the peasant army cannot make trouble in Shandong.

"Kill~! Kill!" The bandits rushing forward were confused. Why had the caravans in front not yet fled? In the past, as long as they shouted from afar, the people from these caravans turned around and ran away. Could it be that the momentum was not strong enough? People couldn't help but increase their strength and shout for a fight and kill, and the sound of shouting and killing rushed to the sky.

"The bandits have no strength to come after they come. Everyone can calm down, and those who retreat in the face of the battle will be killed." Zhao Quan and more than a dozen servants patrolled the convoy, constantly encouraging and intimidating.

Two minutes later, the bandits finally rushed up.

Seeing the armed and alert convoy in front, the hungry people in front suddenly stopped and hesitated to go forward and rush forward. However, the hungry people in the back squeezed them forward.

Anyway, the ones who died in front of them didn't care about that. According to the bandits behind, they could solve the problem by rushing in. As for the ones who died in the process, they must be the guys in front of them, and they just need to sit and enjoy their achievements.

Just like that, being pushed down by the people behind, the two sides finally started a fight.

The bandits who rushed to the front had no strength. They crawled up panting in front of the vehicle, but what greeted them was a ruthless blow.

One by one, the thieves were pierced by long spears, knocked over by farm tools, and beaten to death. The bandits who died at the hands of the Zhao family were fine, but their lives were ended with one shot. If they fell on the hands of the refugees who were gathered along the way, they would inevitably be beaten for a long time before they died.

A thief had just come from under the chariot and had his head cut off, but he had no ability to resist. Several thiefs climbed onto the chariot and were immediately stabbed.

The car formation was like a low city wall, but with the assistance of this obstacle, the drivers and refugees in the convoy became more and more easy to kill. Seeing that they beat the bandits to death, their fear gradually faded away.

These bandits are not as terrifying as they imagined. They do not even have the ability to resist in front of them, and very few people are injured by bandits.

Most of the bandits were composed of hungry people. They were all unable to eat enough, had no armor, and had no sharp weapons in their hands. They even ran hundreds of meters. After crossing the obstacles made of large cars, they couldn't even stand firmly. How to hurt people? It would be strange if they could still have combat power at this moment.

The coachman and the refugees had a green light in their eyes, staring at the thieves rushing towards them. Their heads were full of silver! It was so easy to kill, so there weren't many more.

The chaotic bandit army quickly surrounded the convoy and launched an attack from all directions.

A big banner with the word "Zhang" floated in the bandits' army, and a group of elite bandits holding swords in their hands were constantly driving the hungry people to attack the convoy.

These hungry people are just their tools. So what if they die? There are so many hungry people in the world who can still find them again if they die.

As long as you can grab the caravan's goods, this caravan is so huge that it must be fat.

Zhao Yan looked at the bandits climbing onto the cart in front of him with cold eyes, and slashed directly with his waist knife. Before the bandits stood firm, they were hit by a knife in their leg and screamed directly, and then they had already been cut off by Zhao Yan.

There is no kindness, no mercy, there is only killing.

In this battle, you either die or I die. They blame them for following the bandits. Zhao Yan was very uncomfortable with that waist knife. However, the servants around him were killed easily. Once they snatched and stabbed them, they could kill the bandits or stab them out of the car.

The blood was soaked in the food on the cart, and the corpses were covered all over the floor. The bandits behind finally hesitated. No matter how the elite bandits drove them away, they all hesitated.

The past is equivalent to dying!

They were just hungry people who had no food to eat, and were swept in by displaced people, just to live a life, but to die without doing anything.

I had a lucky chance before, as long as I rushed through the car array, I could cause the opponent to disperse.

But the sturdyness of the car array exceeded their imagination. Even if they jumped in, they would inevitably die.

The hungry people who saw the situation clearly let the elite bandits drive them away, but they hesitated until they cut off a few hungry people, so they slowly moved forward in fear.

But as soon as we approached, the bandits behind us ordered to withdraw their troops.

The opponent's leader obviously saw clearly that the opponent's defense was very strong and difficult to overcome for a while, and his morale was gone. It would be impossible to achieve any results when rushing up like this.

Although the troops were withdrawn, the bandits continued to surround the convoy, thinking that they were organizing the next attack.

It was estimated that hundreds of people had died just now, but the thieves were still huge, and the number was somewhat different from what they reported by the horses just now. After Zhao Yan's visual inspection, he found that there were at least 8,000 of these thieves!

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