Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 152 Change the road, quickly!

The middle-aged man cried and burst into tears.

There are official officials, there are official officials, they can be saved.

Those vicious grass bandits robbed everyone they saw, not only taking away money and food, but also kept the men as coolies, the women for them to play with, and the children as well.

It's no use crying and begging for mercy.

He collapsed on the ground, crying with tears streaming down his face, and kept kowtowing: "Master, please save us, I beg you, we still have people in their hands, and we don't know whether they are dead or alive."

The people behind him also prostrated on the ground. They were all skinny and looked a little pitiful.

Ding Yu frowned.

This is an undeveloped area, and very few people can come here on weekdays.

The group of people in front of me were dressed in rags and patches.

Looking at their sallow complexions, I guess they must have fled here after their families suffered a disaster.

People fleeing from famine sometimes don't know the road and have a general direction. It doesn't matter where the family flees. Starving to death on the road is not uncommon.

"How many are they?"

The middle-aged man stammered: "Yeah, yeah, not much."

The people behind him lowered their heads, and no one dared to look into Ding Yu's eyes.

Ding Yu's heart was ringing with alarm, it seemed that there were quite a few bandits.

The imperial court has always talked about suppressing bandits, suppressing bandits, but money has been spent and soldiers sent out, but very few have actually achieved results.

Some gangsters even colluded with local officials and gentry, and their relationships were complicated.

Matters that are not convenient to be brought to light will be solved by these gangsters.

The key is that usually, these gangsters are extremely vicious people with knives in their hands.

Ding Yu has long known that there are many gangsters entrenched in some remote areas. Officials who were on missions in the past have lost their hands and been robbed, even with their lives.

In the end, all these things were settled. The most they could do was to pay some pension, but it didn't cause any splash.

Ding Yu asked how many people there were. He wanted to measure it. If the gap was not big, he could still lend a helping hand. If the gap was huge, they would just change the route.

It was good to be able to save the lives of a dozen people in front of him. As for whether anyone was in the hands of the gangsters, it had nothing to do with him.

Ding Yu just wanted to order a change of route.

The middle-aged man hugged Ding Yu's leg: "Master, please do it."

The middle-aged man cried miserably. His wife and children were in the hands of those beasts, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

They have no choice but to run for their lives.

Now that he has met people like Ding Yu, this is his only chance to save his wife and children.

"Two, two and thirty people. Sir, there are two and thirty of them. Please save our family. This child is innocent. He is only three years old."

Ding Yu weighed it in his mind.

There are 30 people on the opposite side. Under normal circumstances, the person who fell into the trap has everything in hand.

A knife is standard.

Those with better conditions will also be equipped with horses.

With horses and swords, combat effectiveness will inevitably soar.

Ordinary 30 people can at least fight against 70 people without weapons.

Ding Yu and his team seemed to have a lot of people, more than seventy people.

But they are a team in exile.

Not to mention having no weapons in their hands, almost all of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. They will basically be scattered in a single encounter.

At that time, everyone will be a slave to me, and I will be slaughtered by others.

He can't help with this.

You can only help if your own strength matches.

Now it's not about helping, it's about dying.

Ding Yu decisively waved his hand and ordered: "Return to the original route, let's change routes, hurry up."

The road where the exiled team is currently located has no forks in the road, and it is necessary to backtrack for a while before changing the route.Everyone also realized the seriousness of the situation and turned around according to the official orders.

What people didn't expect was that when the middle-aged man saw Ding Yu's order, he knew there was no hope of saving his wife and children, so he stopped begging.

He made a prompt decision, stood up directly, and rushed towards the exile team.
If he couldn't save his wife and children, he would at least find a way to keep himself alive.

The dozen or so people behind him followed suit, and they all understood what the leading middle-aged man meant.

They also knocked away the exile team and rushed forward.

The exile team was knocked into a mess. After a moment of avoidance, a gap was opened and they fell behind a dozen people.

Su Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously.

When the middle-aged man felt that Ding Yu was useful, he knelt down and prayed. Now that he saw that Ding Yu had no intention of saving people, he used these people in the exile team as stepping stones for their survival.

Su Mo believed that Ding Yu wanted to save people when he asked about the number of gangsters.

However, there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves. Ding Yu also shoulders the responsibility of escorting these prisoners to the penal colony, so he can only choose to take a detour.

I don’t know if Ding Yu now regrets that he ever thought of saving people.

The current thinking of middle-aged men is that they can't outrun the gangsters, but they can outrun the exile team.

As long as the exile team can resist the bandits, they can survive.

Ma Youcai's fiery temper was rising and he was already scolding: "You bitch, you are using me as a target. Stop here. You will see if I can skin you if I catch up with you."

Li Mingze spat fiercely: "Old Ma, wait for me, the bandits are not bandits. I'll clean up these bitches first."

At this moment, the sound of "tap tap tap" came from the distance.

Also accompanied by cries and whistles.

Obviously, it was too late to change the route now. The exile team and the bandits came to a big meeting.

There were only about thirty gangsters, each with a knife in his hand, and each one of them was riding on a donkey.

Forehead…

That's right...

At this moment...

Those bandits…

Amount...

He was riding a big donkey.

In this day and age, donkeys are much cheaper than horses. Su Mo couldn't help but think: These bandits may not have enough money, so why don't they use donkeys to support their appearance first and make a transition?

but…

This weird style of painting is surprisingly funny.

More than 30 big men, five in size and three in thickness, pressed down on the donkey. They slapped the donkey's buttocks with the back of their swords, causing the donkey to hiss and run forward, kicking up dust on the ground.

Su Mo hurriedly gave Zhang Guilan a mini machete, and then took out a mini ax and gave it to Wang Anan.

Zhang Guilan was in good condition, and Su Mo couldn't help but look at her twice.

When ordinary women encounter this kind of thing, they should be like Wang Anan, nervous and at a loss, and their legs will become weak.

But Zhang Guilan held the machete tightly and acted very calmly.

It seemed like this wasn't the first time she had experienced something like this.

Too late to think about it.

There is also a mini scythe and a mini hoe.

This set of mini tools has diamonds on each handle, and the tools themselves are extremely sharp.

She gave the sickle to Yan Congkuan and the hoe to Wang Feng.

By the time Yan Congling arrived, there were no effective tools.

Yan Conling asked: "Auntie, is the kitchen knife you used to cut rabbit meat still there?"

An idea flashed in Su Mo's mind, and she quickly took out two kitchen knives. She gave the larger one to Yan Congling and the smaller one to Yan Congxin.

She can't control much now, so she can only let everyone on her side have an object in their hands to defend themselves.

(End of this chapter)