At the command of Chen Sanlang, the Zhuang soldiers quickly pulled their guns and swords, arranged them into arrays, and surrounded the baggage and family. However, the first time they encountered such a scene, they were inevitably a little nervous, and their hands holding the weapons were trembling slightly. Among them, some elite Zhuang soldiers who had experienced the test in Jingxian were obviously much better in their performance, with their eyes burning and fierce aura.

Because of her daughter, Xu Jun was in the family group and was the leader. She was pretty and had great martial arts. She was the leader of a yamen runner in Jingxian County, and she had a lot of prestige. With the identity of the Chen family's wife, she had no problem in commanding the family. A few days ago, she told Chen Sanlang that after she arrived in Yongzhou, she would form a female deputies.

Look at her attitude, it’s not just a whim.

Chen Sanlang held the evil sword in his hand and rode on the horse. His eyes glanced at the entire team and said loudly: "When killing the thief at the time of battle, you must strive forward. If there is a timid escapee, I will kill him."

There is no way, and the next Zhou Dynasty, Cao Song Zhiyuan and others are all purely literati and cannot be in the formation. When fighting, they are protected. Xu Nianniang can kill him, but he has always been in charge of command affairs. If something happens, he will ask his father-in-law to take action. Although there is no suspense in solving the problem, the entire team will never be able to grow if it is not really tempered.

This is something Chen Sanlang doesn't want to see.

Although he came to Yongzhou because of the situation, he was not aimless, but came with the ambition to make achievements.

How can one rely solely on individuals to build a foundation?

A brave man can kill people ten steps and charge into battle. However, when facing the world, he pays attention to the will of the people and the general trend, he can accomplish things.

Chen Sanlang rode his horse and held a sword, and selected four confidant soldiers to be responsible for the formation and specifically deal with deserters.

On the battlefield, deserters are an issue that cannot be ignored. The larger the lineup of participating in the battle, the greater the chance of escaping. If not solved, they will often collapse at once and panic defeat will occur. Such things will spread like a plague.

Now Chen Sanlang is fine, with more than 200 people under his command, so it is not too difficult to manage. If there are tens of thousands, or even more than 100,000 people, and they are gathered together, they are extremely difficult to arrange them in a row. Not to mention the orderly advance and retreat, and the offense and defense are free.

Leading a army is a great idea.

Not long after, there was chaos ahead and the sound was noisy. Soon a crowd of people flocked to him. At least thousands of people were blocking the official road, and more of them scattered on the slopes.

At first glance, it doesn't look like a thief, but rather a refugee.

Because most of their clothes are ragged, the weapons they hold are of various sizes and varying lengths. Many people actually use hoes, kitchen knives, and even those who directly hold sticks.

Most of these people are young and strong, but each has a good face and is malnourished. There is a group of people and horses in the middle of the team, with hundreds of people, which should be the core of the entire team. The three leaders are still riding on horses, wearing armor and iron helmets. The three horses are quite strong, and they are war horses.

In this era, war horses are important strategic resources. First, they are difficult to obtain, and second, they are difficult to raise, and they require a lot of money to afford.

The three war horses got from somewhere, and they rode on them, which was very majestic.

But overall, Chen Sanlang still looks neat and imposing. All the soldiers from the two hundred villages have been trained, eat and drink well, and are strong. They are equipped with leather armor, and the weapons in their hands are shining coldly, which shows their sharpness.

Song Zhiyuan looked at the thieves and said, "Young Master, these people are like refugees. They must have a difficult life and have to be thieves. Why do you want me to persuade them and ask them to get out of the way."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fencao hurriedly said, "Brother Song, don't act irritating, they won't listen to you."

Song Zhiyuan was persistent: "Brother Zhou, these people are clearly the people of Yongzhou. They just suffered disasters in their homes and had nowhere to settle down, so they did some things. I believe that they are kind-hearted and kind-hearted people. Young Master, please allow me to come forward."

Chen Sanlang glanced at him and pondered slightly: "Well, sir, please go and talk."

Song Zhiyuan immediately cleaned up his clothes, rode his horse out, stepped forward several feet, and shouted loudly: "The Jiaoshan elders in front, we are from Jingxian County, Yangzhou. The one behind me is the top scholar appointed by the emperor, and the magistrate of Jingxian County, Lord Chen..."

Although he was a little scholarly, he was not completely pedantic and directly showed Chen Sanlang's identity. In the time of day, for many ordinary people, a county magistrate was already an extraordinary official and had considerable deterrence.

"Today we pass by your land, and I hope all the villagers can make a convenient move, let us go."

After hearing this, the thief leading the leader suddenly burst into laughter and scolded, "Oh, I'm scared to death. Is it the county magistrate or Yangzhou!"

It is sarcastic and the tail tune is specially dragged for a long time.

Another sneered: "All nonsense is to eat me."

He reached out and took off a pair of bows on his back, bent his bow and arrows, and shot them.

"Zhiyuan is careful!"

Zhou Fencao could see clearly later and shouted loudly.

In just a moment, Song Zhiyuan, who was riding on the horse as a goose, had no time to react, and felt a pain on his left shoulder, and had been shot by an arrow, and his body shook, and he fell off the horse.

"Oops!"

Chen Sanlang shouted in his heart and rushed out quickly. He was not thinking about it, and he didn't expect that the bandits would have bows and arrows. Otherwise, Song Zhiyuan would not have been allowed to ride a horse alone and shout. He would definitely send Zhuang soldiers to guard the shield, hoping that this arrow would not hit Song Zhiyuan's vital point.

The thief was shot by an arrow and screamed: "Did you see it, little ones? They were dog officials from Yangzhou. The cars were filled with gold, silver and treasures, as well as a lot of food and clothing. Kill them all, and the things were all ours!"

Speaking of gold, silver and treasures, and clothes and food, everyone's eyes were shining, like a group of evil waves seeing fresh meat, thrusting their legs apart, screaming and rushing over.

At this time, Chen Sanlang had already arrived at Song Zhiyuan's place of falling down, turned over to check, and saw that he was caught in an arrow on his shoulder, and blood penetrated out, dyeing his clothes red, but fortunately, he did not hurt the vital points. Because the distance was far, the arrow did not shoot deep. He went back and pulled the arrow, applied medicine and bandaged it, and it would be fine.

However, Song Zhiyuan fell off the horse by the arrow and fell down. He fell down very lightly. The ground was muddy and covered in dirt, making him look very embarrassed.

He helped him up, heard the sound of killing from the sky, looked up and saw the bandits rushing towards him like a tide, only a few dozen feet apart.

Chen Sanlang's eyes were cold and his sword was tighter. He ordered a confidant Zhuang soldier to hold Song Zhiyuan and send him back to the team to heal his wounds. He turned over and roared: "Kill!"
Chapter completed!