The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Chapter 901 The Great Black Warn!

Yan Lao Er's small estate was located right next to the official road.

So after leaving the village, we went straight onto the main road.

Except for Yan Lao Er, who was riding a horse, everyone else was driving a carriage.

These carriages were rented from carriage companies in the city to transport daily necessities, meat, vegetables, rice, and grains. They came fully loaded and returned empty.

Yan Lao Er mentally calculated what was missing from the estate, thinking that his wife and daughter would arrive in a day or two, and he would hurry to make up for it before they arrived.

Although once the guests arrive, they will most likely be staying at the Prince's mansion, this small estate is still their own territory.

Yan Lao Er also discussed with his wife and daughter that they planned to use the estate to grow vegetables and raise pigs.

The main purpose is to raise pigs, and two chicken and duck sheds are also built. The chickens can roam freely in the village. Since this small village can bring in fresh water and is not far from the river, the ducks are driven to swim in the river every day. The ducks can find food in the river on their own, which saves the trouble of feeding them.

Because of this running water, it's easy to rinse and clean, making it easier to keep pigsties and chicken coops clean, and livestock are less likely to get sick.

The capital city has a large population, and the people living near the imperial city are better off than those in other places; they don't have to worry about selling meat and eggs.

Yan Lao Erzi had calculated carefully that if everything went smoothly, he could recoup his investment in the estate in just a few years.

Just as he was pondering this, the big black horse beneath him suddenly stopped, shook its rump, turned its head, and bared its teeth at Yan Lao Er.

Yan Lao Er was suddenly startled!
Big Blackie is warning!

When the carriages behind him stopped, they also stopped.

They could only see Yan Lao Er's back; they didn't see Da Hei turn his head and bare his teeth.

They all asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

Why did you suddenly stop?

"Have you forgotten something?"

Yan Lao Er subconsciously patted the big black horse's head, his eyes cautiously glancing around.

"I just remembered we left something behind, so we have to turn back to the estate." He tried to make his voice sound normal.

After the sneak attack in the woods, Yan Lao Er wasn't completely oblivious to the consequences. He carefully assessed his men and the methods he could use, and after much deliberation, he decided that the task should be assigned to his own Da Hei.

Just like his eldest child said, these smart machines in the house are the most solid security guarantee for their home.

Big Black sensed an ambush ahead.

He doesn't need to confirm whether it's true or not, because it definitely is.

There's no need to figure out what kind of ambush it is, because it's unnecessary.

Although Yan Lao Er had never actually been on the battlefield, and mostly won by relying on his daughter, his daughter loved to show off. When she came back, she would tell her stories in a very dramatic way. After hearing this a lot, Yan Lao Er was more or less influenced by her.

The simplest truth.

The more the enemy wants you to do something, the less you should do it.

"Let's go, back to the village!" Yan Lao Er waved his hand, turned his horse around, and urged the others on.

This group that followed Yan Lao Er to Beijing was one of the more bright-minded people in Xiao'an Village.

I spent quite a while in Beijing, where I broadened my horizons and made progress.

Yan Lao Er's sudden decision to turn back was like a silent signal to them. The group quickly exchanged glances, their hands and mouths moving non-stop as they shouted and pulled on the reins to steer their horses around.

The carriage needs to turn around more slowly.

Yan Lao Er chose to stay behind.

Big Black is his source of confidence.

He felt that no matter what happened, he could escape with Big Black.

While urging his brothers to hurry up, he silently rehearsed the escape posture in his mind. Yes, he must hold on to the horse's head, as close as possible, and hold on tightly. He must not let go.

"Damn it! Why did they turn back?!"

"Did you find something?"

"Impossible. The place where they set up the plan is quite a distance from here, and they didn't send anyone to scout ahead. With the naked eye, you can't see anything."

They had laid tripwires. There wasn't much dense forest on either side of the official road, so there were limited places to hide.

They had already startled the enemy with a sneak attack.

If we use it again, the other party might already be on guard.

Setting up tripwires and scattering caltrops are the most effective and relatively covert methods for robbing and killing people on a necessary route.

Yan Er and his gang could never have suspected anything.

So why did he suddenly stop? Was there some other reason that led him to turn back?

"What do we do now? Should we go back with them?"

After much deliberation, the commander gave the order: "Everyone stay put and wait for the prey to emerge from its nest again."

"Yes!"

He refused to believe that Yan Er and the others could stay in that small village forever and not return to the city.

Once they set off back to the city, they will be unable to avoid the ambush.

……

The group returned to the small village.

At his suggestion, the crew unloaded the carriage and put the horses back in the stable.

Yan Lao Er entered the house, followed closely by three or four people.

After closing the door and saying something, these people came out, and then the others in the yard gathered in twos and threes.

They exchanged ideas quickly.

"What exactly happened?"

"Brother Yan said he saw someone lurking on the road, probably planning to deal with us. They were prepared, and we can't just suddenly fight back without warning. This little village is the one we're most familiar with. Even if we're going to fight, it'll be here," Sun Erdan explained according to his own understanding.

Actually, what Yan Lao Er was saying was that someone was trying to cause trouble. They were like sitting ducks on the official road, so it would be better to retreat to Xiaozhuang and think about how to deal with it.

But after Sun Erdan added his own interpretation to the message...

The meaning has changed slightly.

The men's eyes all changed.

Someone whispered, "I'll go and remove all the flatbeds."

Sun Erdan gave him an approving look.

Removing the door panels and cart panels first is an old tradition in Xiao'an Village.

“The roof has just been repaired and is sturdy. I’ll go up and keep watch. Each of you can give me a few arrows.”

The village's arrow towers have achieved numerous feats, and occupying the high ground is also one of the training methods for Xiao'an Camp.

The others silently drew arrows from their quivers for him.

“Our village is right next to the main road, so going to the post station for help is the closest option. But I’m afraid the enemy might think of that too and try to block us. Whether we ride a horse or run on foot, we’ll leave a trail. We’ve been taught in our camp that there are no trails in the water, so if we want to escape, we should go by water. While we still have time, let’s lend a hand and build a few rafts. We don’t care how sturdy they are, as long as we can use them this once.”

Then someone else offered an idea, and after speaking, he nodded to the people next to him, who immediately gathered their tools and followed.

Fortunately, Yan Lao Er had prepared this small estate very carefully, with all sorts of tools and equipment readily available.

They not only had to build rafts, but also clear away the weeds to make a path.

The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light; the enemy is numerous while we are few.

Don't think about fighting first, think about how to escape.

Preserving my life is the priority; I'll figure out how to get back later.

"We also have to guard against the enemy setting fire to our house. Send a few people to fetch water and pour it all over the house. If they really set fire, they won't be able to set it on fire," Yan Lao Er said fiercely as he walked out of the house.

He carried an iron crossbow in his hand, polished to a gleaming shine, its cold light flashing in the sunlight.

Yan Lao Er: Ladies and gentlemen, I, the second oldest, have also improved a little, not much, just a tiny bit, hehehe~
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