PDLP Chapter 1064 I didn't dig up their ancestral graves either.
Chapter 1064 I didn't dig up their ancestral graves either.
The dozen or so men turned to look at the pirate cavalry in the distance, feeling even more frustrated.
They're so close to Los Angeles, why are the pirates still chasing after them?
Song Chen shouted, "Did I dig up the ancestral graves of the pirate family?"
A dozen or so bandits urged their horses onward in a tense manner, shouting and cursing loudly.
Xu Qi rode alongside Lin Feng, and he spoke softly from the front.
"Muchuan, I know these pirates are definitely after you. You should be aware of that."
“I don’t know the details, and I didn’t dig up his ancestral graves.”
Lin Feng denied it.
Duan Jingqiu, who was standing next to them, couldn't help but laugh.
Xu Qi stared blankly at Duan Jingqiu's smiling face.
Lin Feng asked curiously, "You're someone's hostage. The victim might not pay the ransom, so how can you still be laughing?"
Duan Jingqiu's smile vanished: "My father once said that I've always lived a carefree life. Do you think your current difficulties will disappear just because you're crying and looking miserable?"
"Then you should actively try to find ways to solve the difficulties."
"I was just thinking, since we can't beat them, we might as well join them."
Lin Feng was speechless, thinking that this woman's thinking was indeed ahead of its time and not something that ordinary people could possess.
Song Chen, the leader of the Thirteen Horse Caravan, was indeed quite capable; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to lead these seventy horsemen into a top-tier bandit gang.
He also dispatched scouts to scout the surrounding area, and intelligence would be sent over at any time.
When Song Chen received the latest report that almost all the pirates in Fu'an City had been dispatched, his brows furrowed even more.
He felt this was unusual, but one thing was certain.
These pirates' army was definitely not targeting their Thirteen Horse Caravan.
While resting on a hillside, Song Chen couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng, who was sitting not far away.
This man possessed the extraordinary skill to revive the dead. Facing these formidable bandits, he remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic whatsoever.
Song Chen never regarded Lin Feng as an ordinary person from the beginning, but he never expected that this person would be so extraordinary.
The person who could mobilize almost the entire pirate force must be a master.
If this is true, they've brought trouble upon themselves.
Even knowing that he had kidnapped Master Duan's daughter, Song Chen had never been so terrified. He knew the Imperial Guards of the Great Zheng Dynasty well, having dealt with them many times when he was a bandit.
They were all from prominent families. Firstly, they didn't harbor any deep-seated hatred, and secondly, the Imperial Guards weren't particularly competitive. They handled official business strictly, just going through the motions and getting by. In short, these soldiers lacked ability, resourcefulness, and drive.
But pirates are different. These guys are ruthless and serious. They're quick to draw their swords and fight to the death without reason or cause. If you mess with them, they'll fight you to the death.
Even if you don't provoke them, you'll be treated as an enemy without even realizing it.
The garrison of Los Angeles avoided these pirates and tried their best to avoid contact with them.
Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. We are born to be enemies, and we don't need any reason. If we just can't stand each other, we can fight to the death.
The seemingly vast land would pose a significant threat to his caravan if pirates were to get involved, potentially squeezing him out of his living space.
They are all robbers, all living by plundering. Whoever is stronger will live better, and whoever is weaker will starve to death.
After much deliberation, Song Chen took advantage of the time while everyone was having dinner and strolled over to Lin Feng.
Now Xu Qi and Lin Feng are always together, plus Duan Jingqiu, the three of them have become a small group.
"Mr. Kikawa, what do you think is the purpose of this large-scale mobilization of the pirate force?"
Song Chen asked for advice very sincerely.
Lin Feng had a premonition that Tsuruta Gen would go mad if he couldn't wait for his daughter Tsuruta Cho to return. He would not only search for him everywhere, but he would also definitely mobilize the garrison in Fu'an City.
"The pirates are a bunch of lunatics. I only stole a piece of clothing from them. They won't send thousands of troops to arrest me, will they?"
Lin Feng feigned surprise.
Song Chen shook his head and remained silent. Clearly, he did not believe Lin Feng's words, but he also could not judge what kind of great thing this thin, kind-faced young man would do to drive the pirates mad.
Xu Qi suddenly looked serious: "Boss, the pirates aren't planning to take Luo City, are they?"
Duan Jingqiu also deeply agreed.
"The Imperial Guards of Taisho have mobilized a large number of troops to attack the Eight Prefectures of Zhenxi. Luocheng is poorly defended. You were able to run into the city and rob it, let alone the pirates."
Song Chen retorted seriously: "We only launched a sneak attack, looted and ran. The pirates are different. They want to take Luocheng. Before a large number of troops even reach the city, their whereabouts have already been exposed. This will inevitably cause the garrison to put up a desperate resistance, close the city gates, and defend with high walls. With such high walls and thick walls, it will be very difficult to break through the city."
Lin Feng nodded inwardly. This Song Chen was smart; he was a bandit leader who used his brains to rob people.
"They dare to cross the border and enter the territory of the Great Zheng Dynasty, why don't we wipe them out?"
Song Chen looked at Lin Feng with a strange expression.
“Mr. Kikawa, we are bandits, not the Imperial Guard of the Taisho era. Are we going to fight the pirates to the death? We’re not that stupid.”
Lin Feng laughed and said, "They came to seize Taisho's territory, and we are also seizing Taisho's money and food. What they have, we will lose. In the end, we will still have to fight them to the death."
Duan Jingqiu scoffed: "What do you take the Imperial Guards of the Taisho Era for? Lambs to be slaughtered?"
"I don't mean to belittle the Taisho Imperial Guards, but wasn't Miss Duan just brought here by Xu Qi right under their noses?"
"That was just a momentary lapse in attention, which allowed them to take advantage of the situation."
"Would a disciplined military unit have any loopholes for others to exploit? Let them go to Zhenxi and try to find a loophole in the Zhenxi Army."
Xu Qi was displeased and glared at him.
"So what? What's so great about the Zhenxi Army? We'll just go and rob them, and they won't be able to do anything about it."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Song Chen.
"Isn't that right, boss?"
"Shut your mouth. You've had it so easy these past few years that you've forgotten who you are."
Song Chen rebuked him in a deep voice.
Xu Qi shrank back and stopped talking.
Song Chen turned to Lin Feng and said, "Mr. Mu Chuan, we can't touch the pirates, so we can only avoid them for now. Please, sir, consider our sincerity and let us go. After all, life is hard, and if there's a way out, who would want to be a bandit?"
Xu Qi and Lao Wan, who had come along, were stunned and at a loss after hearing Song Chen's words.
I've never seen the boss say such weak words before. Is this still the same Song Tianwang who was once so powerful and invincible?
"Boss, if things get really bad, we can just start killing each other. Why go through all this..."
Song Chen glared at Lao Wan, shutting him down.
Lin Feng hadn't taken these people seriously at first, but since they dared to become bandits, he knew their journey home wouldn't end well.
If the pirates catch up, they can use this band of horsemen to carry out a massacre and cover their tracks.
The fate of the bandits was not within Lin Feng's consideration.
However, Song Chen's words put Lin Feng in a difficult position.
He wasn't afraid of the other person's bad attitude, but he was afraid of them pleading with him in a soft voice, which would make him feel sorry for them.
At this moment, Lin Feng recalled the cold-bloodedness of the broken sword, a kind of killing intent devoid of any humanity or fluctuation, solely for its own survival.