Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1123 The Bandit Who Courted Death

Xu Qi also explained, "Our Thirteen Horse Caravans are invincible. On this land, no other horse caravan can stand against us."

"Moreover, the seventy-first brothers all died mysteriously, without a single wound on their bodies, their faces were calm, as if they were completely unaware of the approach of death."

Song Chen recalled, his face full of worry.

The wooden-faced man couldn't hear or speak; he just kept his head down, drinking and eating meat.

Lin Feng twirled the wine cup in his hand, squinting as he looked at the scenery outside.

"Was it the work of pirates?"

Song Chen shook his head: "Even if the pirates are fierce, they use straight swords. After the battle, there would definitely be severed limbs and blood flowing like rivers. How could it be so peaceful?"

"What I mean is that it was done by pirate cultivators."

Silence fell over the car. After a moment of contemplation, Song Chen suddenly realized something.

“I understand now. It must have been the pirate cultivators who coerced us into searching for you. They killed them to silence us.”

Xu Qi asked in confusion, "Shouldn't they have killed us first?"

"Maybe they just haven't found us."

Song Chen slammed his fist on the car floor.

"Damn those pirates! You'll never have a peaceful life. I'll fight them to the death!"

"Yeah, if I hadn't been injured, I would definitely have stayed and fought these bastards to the death."

Xu Qi gritted his teeth.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Don't worry, we'll definitely have a fight with them. Protect your lives and save them to kill the pirates and avenge our brothers."

"Yes, that's it."

No sooner had Song Chen finished speaking than someone shouted from afar.

"Bandits! Bandits are attacking the camp..."

Immediately, the ranks began to fall into disarray. The guards, who had been scattered at the front and rear of the column, immediately began to assemble forward, the horses trampled wildly, and the carriages shook violently.

Lin Feng and Song Chen exchanged bewildered glances.

Song Chen was originally a bandit, and he knew very well that no bandit group could take down a team like this.

Anyone who brings a force of two or three hundred men will charge headlong into a larger group.

Isn't this just courting death?

But then some bandits came and courted death.

Lin Feng hurriedly climbed out of the carriage, mounted his warhorse, and spurred it toward the head of the column.

Now that I am the deputy captain of the Prime Minister's guard, how can I avoid fighting?

As the warhorses galloped, they saw a trail of yellow dust in the distance, rushing towards the convoy.

Based on the dust and smoke that had billowed up, Lin Feng judged that the bandit group must have more than three hundred riders.

I've never heard of such a large number of bandits in this area.

Thirteen caravans, with over seventy men, were already considered a large bandit force.

How could such a large force of more than three hundred people be supported in such a barren place?

Without Wei Bao's cavalry, Lin Feng almost lost his source of information, like a blind man riding a blind horse, unable to know the details of the enemy's situation.

Such a battle can only be fought by relying on the strength available at hand.

Fight if you can win, run if you can't; it all depends on your character and luck.

As they ran towards the front of the convoy, they saw Captain Miao Yong organizing the team. Almost all of the 600 guards had gathered and, according to their usual training, had formed ranks and were ready to charge.

A few other team members quickly joined the group on horseback.

Miao Yong saw Lin Feng coming from afar and quickly waved, signaling him to come to the front of the formation as the vanguard.

Lin Fengcai wasn't stupid. Those who charged ahead were all captains, and even centurions wouldn't stay at the very front of the column.

Ignoring Miao Yong's gestures, he followed behind a group of guards, watching the approaching bandits.

Lin Feng squinted, and the more he looked, the more something seemed off.

No bandit group would be foolish enough to charge three hundred riders against six hundred; would that be considered a suicidal attack?

Lin Feng looked around and sensed that things were not so simple.

The caravan was very long and moved very loosely, stretching for about seven or eight miles from front to back. Why would the bandits only attack the head of the caravan, where the guards were concentrated?

Moreover, they had only been away from Luocheng for less than a day, covering only a hundred or so miles. If anything happened, there were still 30,000 Imperial Guards outside Luocheng.

If you ride at full speed, you can cover a hundred miles in less than half an hour.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng spurred his horse to run towards Miao Yong, shouting loudly as he went.

"Hey, Captain, we need to guard against enemy cavalry attacking the rear of the caravan. Split up the cavalry and move towards the rear to defend..."

When he reached Miao Yong, the entire 600-man cavalry had already begun to slowly move forward.

Lin Feng was getting anxious. If Duan Jingqiu and Mu Tou Lian hadn't been in the convoy, he wouldn't have bothered with so many other things.

"Captain Miao, the rear of the convoy is in danger. We need to send a team to defend it."

Miao Yong turned his head to look at the rear of the convoy with suspicion, but after looking around, he found nothing unusual.

"Don't worry, the bandits aren't that shrewd. They rely solely on their bravery. Once they're overwhelmed, they'll be defeated very quickly."

He did not take Lin Feng's advice.

Chen Dongping had already rejoined his team and was standing at the back of his group. Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, he immediately sneered.

"Deputy Captain Muchuan, the captain ordered you to lead the charge. Are you disobeying orders?"

After Lin Feng slapped his face with the scabbard, he kept reflecting on his actions.

He felt that it must have been his carelessness at the time, not that Lin Feng was too powerful, but rather that it was due to a combination of luck and his own carelessness.

He felt that his swordsmanship was so precise that even when his men poured water from a basin, not a drop could penetrate his blade. How could a sheathed steel knife possibly break through his defenses and strike his face?

These past few days, the more he thought about it, the more right he became, and the angrier he got. He was determined to have another showdown with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng ignored him and spoke only to Miao Yong.

"Captain, the enemy is clearly trying to lure us away from our base. Other cavalry will attack the caravan. We need to leave some men behind in case of a trap."

Miao Yong snapped impatiently, "Mu Chuan, you don't just disobey my orders, do you want to seize command?"

Helpless, Lin Feng shouted loudly.

"Prime Minister, where is the Prime Minister?"

Shouting and calling out, the horses circled the caravan, searching for Miao Changfeng's carriage.

Unfortunately, for safety reasons, no one knew which carriage Miao Changfeng was in, except for a few people including Miao Yong.

Of course, those who know the inside story won't tell Lin Feng.

Lin Feng panicked. Once the entire guard team left the convoy, and another ambush troops rushed over, how could he, alone, withstand hundreds of war cavalry?

It was obvious that these people were not bandits. Song Chen had said that unless bandits were crazy, they would never approach such a caravan and risk their lives.

Lin Feng had no other choice but to release his consciousness and begin searching for Miao Changfeng along the convoy.

At this moment, Miao Yong had already ordered the six hundred guards to spur their horses on and charge towards the cloud of yellow dust.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Lin Feng knew that even if he found Miao Changfeng, he couldn't salvage it.

He abandoned his warhorse, jumped onto the roof of a carriage, and looked around, searching for another group of enemy soldiers lying in ambush.

He loudly ordered the two guards who were following him.

"Go to the back of the procession quickly, enclose the carriages to form a protective wall, have all the servants guard the house, and prepare bows and arrows in case of enemy attack."

The two guards, half believing and half doubting, spurred their horses and charged toward the rear of the caravan.

Standing on the roof of the vehicle, Lin Feng saw the six hundred mounted guards kicking up clouds of dust as they sped up.