Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 200 The Women of the Yi and Luo Rivers (3)

A dark line appeared on Song Yan's forehead.

With only 4,000 soldiers now, Liu Yisheng is already dreaming of an army of 300,000. If I had 300,000 heavily armored soldiers, what would I have to worry about?
They swept through the Jurchens and wiped out the Xiongnu.

Even the Yang family will be slaughtered, not even a single dog will be left.

But Liu Yisheng didn't care about any of that and said to himself, "Does my lord still remember the nine-word mantra I once told you?"

Accumulate grain widely, build walls high, and slowly become king.

"This is what it means to store up grain."

Even if we don't need this money now, it's good to keep it.

This guy still wants to rebel!

Rebellion requires money, a lot of money.

To achieve this goal, he would not let go of any opportunity to make money.

Although the wealth of bandits cannot compare to that of aristocratic families, it adds up to a considerable sum over time.

"In that case, let's do as Mr. Liu wishes."

As soon as Song Yan gave the order, Wang Chao and Ma Han immediately took action.

The women returned to the carriage to rest, but there was one strange thing: Bu Yu, whether she had an upset stomach and needed to find a secluded place to relieve herself or something else, her petite yet voluptuous figure disappeared silently into the night.

……

Winter nights are very quiet.

There were no birdsong, no insect chirping.

Only the water of the Yi and Luo River flows, splashing and gurgling.

The crescent moon hung in the sky, its hazy white light spilling across the ground, making the entire earth seem as if it were covered with a thick layer of snow.

A woman stood on the riverbank, the moonlight casting a long shadow. It seemed she had accidentally fallen into the river some time ago, and even though a long time had passed, her clothes were still wet, clinging to her curvaceous body, almost translucent. Her full legs were beautiful and long, and her slender waist was topped with a full bosom.

This appearance is truly irresistible.

The woman still had some leaves and seaweed stuck to her clothes, so she reached out and picked them off. She raised her arm and sniffed them; they smelled like mud, which was rather unpleasant.

But now is not the time to worry about these things.

She wasn't a martial artist, and her physical strength wasn't particularly good either; she was now basically exhausted.

My stomach is rumbling.

The intense hunger was still nagging at her mind; she had to find food as soon as possible.

Previously, she could clearly see a campfire and smoke from the side and behind her, as if someone was cooking. She had wanted to go over and see if she could exchange her jewelry for some food, but after thinking it over carefully, she gave up on the idea.

If you don't know the other party's background, showing up rashly may bring disaster.

She was still very close to Songzhou Prefecture and needed to leave as soon as possible. As for her stomach, she could just continue to go hungry; she wouldn't die from not eating for a day... probably.

The woman took a deep breath, then grabbed the belt around her slender waist and tightened it sharply, hoping to alleviate her hunger slightly. Her pink tongue brushed against her slightly chapped lips, and after determining her direction, she stepped into the dense forest.

That posture was decisive and unrestrained.

However, the girl was unaware that another group existed in the direction she was heading.

That was a large group of mountain bandits.

There were six or seven hundred of them, a huge, dark mass.

Mountain bandits are certainly inferior to regular soldiers, and even compared to Japanese pirates, they are far inferior. Most of them wear coarse cloth and hemp clothes, and wear hemp shoes or wooden clogs. Their clothes are tattered, and some are just a few old pieces of cloth strung together with straw rope to make clothes.

The weapons in his hands were also a mess.

There were long knives, axes, spears, and even sickles and kitchen knives.

With so many people gathered together, there was a rustling sound, mostly people guessing who they were going to deal with, and why so many of them needed to join forces.

Occasionally, you can see people swearing and cursing at each other, disliking one another. You curse at me, I spit at you; you push my shoulder, I tap your head...

Its main selling point is a lack of organization, rules, and discipline.

Faced with this situation, the leaders also felt deeply exhausted.

These bandits mainly consisted of four groups: Qinglong Mountain, Longyun Fortress, Lion Tiger Hall, and Tulong Village!

Four bandit groups, three of which have "dragon" in their names. This is a relatively simple perception. In the minds of most people, anything associated with dragons is probably very powerful.

It sounds powerful and imposing.

It's even more intimidating when robbing someone.

If scholars heard these names, they would curl their lip and spit: "country bumpkins."

These four mountain strongholds are the most powerful bandit groups between Songzhou Prefecture and Dingzhou Prefecture. Although they each have their own territory, they sometimes accidentally cross the line, and sometimes they will clash when they target the same easy target.

Therefore, there are some contradictions.

This time, it was only because those two mysterious men were so incredibly generous, offering 100,000 taels of silver without giving them a chance to refuse that they were forced to cooperate. However, the boss was the one who collected the money, while the other few leaders were responsible for distributing it. They could put aside their grudges, but their underlings couldn't. As soon as they met, a cacophony of arguments and insults erupted, making the bosses feel like their heads were about to explode.

"Old Xue..."

Unable to bear the noise any longer, a short, stout man frowned and said, "You're our temporary leader now, so you give the orders."

This man is a creditor of Tulong Village.

As for Lao Xue, there was a tall man beside him, Xue Long, the leader of Qinglong Mountain. Because he had the strongest personal power and mountain stronghold power, he became the temporary leader of this group of more than 600 people.

Xue Long, holding two mountain-splitting axes, grinned when he heard Tu Long's words. The next second, the two axes, which were estimated to weigh over a hundred pounds, were suddenly raised and placed above his head.

With a forceful effort from both arms, they collided heavily together.

Clang!
In an instant, an extremely piercing metallic clang exploded above everyone's heads. The sound spread rapidly like ripples, and the bandits felt their teeth ache and their eardrums were about to be pierced.

The previous clamor and noise stopped in an instant. One by one, people covered their heads with their hands, suppressed moans coming from deep in their throats. Their faces seemed to be wearing masks of pain, almost distorted with discomfort.

"Shut up, all of you. If anyone makes another sound, I'll chop off their head."

The muffled sound echoed in everyone's ears.

One by one, they all became obedient, and no one dared to act rashly at this time. They knew that Xue Long was a man of his word, and if he said he would kill someone, he really would.

Xue Long was very satisfied with the reactions of his many underlings. Just as he was about to give another speech, he suddenly frowned, as if he had noticed something. The next moment, with a thud, his body shot out to the left front, towards the direction of the Yi River.

Despite Xue Long's large and burly appearance, he is surprisingly fast.

Under the moonlight, the figure was like a black whirlwind, sweeping across the ground, covering several meters in a single step.

"Oops."

Just a few dozen feet away in the grass, a woman's face suddenly changed drastically, turning completely bloodless.

She intended to return to the official road, but from a distance she saw a dense crowd of people on it. Instinctively, she curled up in the grass, intending to wait for them to leave before coming out. However, a sharp sound pierced her ears, and her mind was filled with a buzzing sound. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Her voice was very soft.

There were still several dozen feet between here and the official road. Who would have thought that even from such a distance, his small voice would be heard by that burly man? Judging from the direction the burly man was heading, he was clearly coming towards him.

The woman's pupils are shaking.

She knew very well that continuing to hide was pointless.

She knew all too well that she had absolutely no chance of resisting the rapidly approaching brute.

Even so, she was unwilling to be captured by the other party like this.

She's a good swimmer; if she can escape to the banks of the Yi River, she might still have a chance.

Thinking this, the woman quickly turned around and ran back the way she came. Fortunately, she was very close to the Yi River, only a dozen or so feet away. If she was quick, she still had a chance...

She no longer cared about the dry branches and thorns everywhere.

She let those things slash across her body, and with a hissing sound, her long dress was torn in places, and some of the sharp thorns even grazed her skin.

Those delicate skins were covered with streaks of blood.

Fresh blood seeped through, and it burned with pain.

My injured knee was throbbing with pain, and my running posture became somewhat distorted.

However, the distance of several dozen feet passed in an instant. With the Yi River right in front of her, a look of joy suddenly appeared in the depths of the woman's eyes. She leaped and jumped into the Yi River.

Then, just as his face was about to hit the water, his body stopped.

A tremendous force came from her waist, making her feel as if her slender waist was about to break!
(End of this chapter)