Of course, the personal guard can meet his chief officer directly, otherwise he is called a personal guard? So the personal guard easily told Cons about Juan's request.

Oak, who was beside him, slapped his thigh again.

"That's right! That's it. The behavior of the prisoner Lao Dao just mentioned made me have this idea, but I just don't know how to express it!"

After turning over the horse and walking a few steps, Cons said to Oak and others who followed him: "Well, since they are willing, then distribute the weapons and horses to them, and let them form a team according to the original army. The original officers continued to serve as the original position and let them gather immediately. The second round of attacks will be theirs. Oak, Weijie, Xiangwen took people to stay in the camp."

Oak, Xiangwen and Weijie were all stunned. They knew that this meant that they could not follow Cons to the battlefield. Xiangwen and Weijie wanted to protest, but were stopped by Oak and pointed out the civil guards who had strong internal affairs and weak combat power around and said, "Prison."

Understanding what was going on, they couldn't help but sigh. They knew that they were going to take charge of them and take care of the captives, so they had to nod reluctantly. The two guys, Ret and Lei Kai, followed closely behind Cons with a smug smile on their faces, followed by Cons.

The servants are worthy of being the Muqi soldiers who are often in war situations. Not long after the order was issued, except for the 100-man team who was taken away by Lao Dao, the other 100-man teams had already assembled in the square.

Cons didn't say much, but waved his hand and ran out first. In an instant, the sound of horse hooves immediately rang out.

Above one of the dozens of fishing boats on the sea, a thin boy who was at least a teenager was looking at the increasingly conspicuous pier in the distance with excitement.

Seeing the dock, he asked a cold and thin young man beside him with a little confusion: "Uncle San, can we grab enough property to live in our village this time? It is said that there is no people in the place in front."

"You will definitely get money this time. If not, then the damn city lord would not have such a reward. You don't have to think so much, just concentrate on killing the enemy." The cold young man touched the boy's head.

"Yes! I will definitely fight to fight the enemy!" The young man nodded seriously.

The indifferent young man glanced at the fishing boats around him, saw the dilapidated fishing boats and the beggar-like bandits on it, thought for a while, and said to the people around him, "Send the order and gather next to me after getting ashore. Remember not to disperse."

"Yes, the head of the family!" The tribe immediately conveyed the order.

It is normal for a young man to be so careful. He is not the leader who has lost his target, nor is his subordinates a bandit who has lost his loyalty. These more than 40 subordinates are the fundamental force of the family. Although the number of people is small, they are different from those lowly bandits who have lost their loyalty and have nothing but force.

They are all warriors who know the truth and the martial arts. As long as these are not lost at all, it is not difficult for the family to make a comeback. Therefore, it is one of the biggest tasks at present to prevent these people from sacrificing themselves.

Another biggest task is to find the goal. If you don’t find the right goal, then obtaining property and allowing the family to gain momentum for development is the goal.

Soon, the fishing boats landed, and the bandits yelled and jumped off the fishing boats and rushed towards the shore.

Several fishing boats leaned on the dock under the command of the leader, and the indifferent young man was one of them. His nephew looked at the dock with surprise.

"Uncle San, when did this place become so rich? It actually used wooden boards to lay a large area on the beach, and so many trees and flowers were planted? Uncle San, will this place be occupied by a certain noble?"

"It is very likely that, after all, no nobles would not notice these details. At the same time, no nobles would not waste manpower and material resources on these details." The cold young man nodded and said.

"Aristocrat! Wow, no wonder the damn city lord gave such a reward." The thin young man's eyes shone: "Uncle San, let's act quickly, otherwise it would be too late. Look at the lowly guys who have rushed up. If they let them rob, they may not even leave a copper plate for us!"

Those bandits were not fools. Seeing that a wooden wharf was built so wide, and there were flowers, plants and trees as decorations, everyone knew that the new owner of this place was a rich man.

Seeing the trusted officials gathered around him, they all looked at him with a longing look, while the ordinary officials around him were eager to try. The cold young man pondered for a moment, nodded and waved his hand.

"Go!" But after giving the order, he added: "Don't disperse, be careful to keep me around. The enemy is likely to be a noble!"

The words of the indifferent young man did not make the members of the tribe be wary, but their eyes turned red.

Aristocrat? The owner here is aristocrat? What does this mean? It means that there are gold coins, gorgeous clothes, dazzling treasures and charming maids, and those precious weapons!

As long as you stretch your hands faster, it will fall into your hands. If you stretch it slowly, you will definitely not have your own share!

When everyone thought of this, they didn't think of any orders to gather together. They all ran as fast as they could and rushed in front.

Seeing that there were only a dozen trusted people around him in a short while, the indifferent young man stared at him and taught him a lesson. If he hadn't been pulled by himself, he would have run to the front.

"Are you as stupid as them? Since the other party may be a nobleman, why didn't you think the other party has cavalry?"

"Ah! Cavalry! What should they do? Call them all back?" said the thin boy in panic.

No wonder he looked so good. Due to the suppression of the two major powers, there were not many war horses that could charge into battle except for the local ponies that were only used to carry goods. Therefore, on the Feidu Peninsula, the cavalry was equal to the ultimate power.

The cold young man shook his head and said, "Although it's a pity, this guy who doesn't obey orders should let them fend for themselves."

After calming down, the thin boy hesitated for a moment and asked, "Uncle San, how many cavalry can ordinary nobles of the Ultraman Empire have?"

"There is no limit. As long as you have money and war horses, no matter how many cavalry they are, they can be raised, because as long as these cavalry are slaves, no one will care about it at all." said the indifferent young man.

"Uncle San see how many cavalry can there be in this place?" The young man looked around nervously.

At this moment, the bandits had already rushed through the beach and rushed into the woods with such rapid movement.

"Looking at the wooden pier, you will know that this place is not a great nobleman, with a maximum of one hundred cavalry."

The indifferent young man said casually.

"One hundred cavalry? We should be able to kill them, right?" the young man asked again.

"If we surround them in the woods, if we die one third of them, we should be able to kill them.

If it is on the flat ground, it would be great if it can drive them away. "The indifferent young man said very bitterly.

Cavalry was the most powerful combat power in this era. Infantry faced cavalry in the air and ground and could only accept the massacre of cavalry and had no resistance at all.

When the boy wanted to ask something, the sound of squeaks came from a distance. The person in front of him didn't hear it at all, so he continued to rush forward. When the people who heard the sound behind turned their heads and looked around, they all were stunned when they found that nearly a hundred cavalry rushed out of the jungle behind him.

The cold young man was the first to wake up and shouted: "Fast into the jungle!"

The others are smart people, and only idiot infantry fights with cavalry on the endless beaches. Now, those who can offset the combat effectiveness of cavalry can only rely on the terrain. So suddenly, the bandits lined up behind whistled away and chased their companions in front.

The old knife who was monitoring these bandits with his subordinates was originally trying to go back to report when he saw the bandits coming ashore, but when he saw the other party being clever and stayed to monitor the prisoner, he reminded the old knife to burn these bandits' fishing boats.

The habit of fighting on the grassland made the herds' flag soldiers have several rockets in their bags, so the old knife waved his hand and took his subordinates to the side, waiting to set fire to the fire and cut off the bandits' retreat.

The old knife raised his hand, and the hundred cavalry had already put the lit rocket on the bow, and waited for an order to ignite the dozens of fishing boats.

Although there are a little fewer one hundred rockets, who said that the bandits did not leave behind the left-behind personnel when they came ashore?

No one put out the fire, even a boat shoots a rocket, it is enough to burn the ship.

Just as the order was to be launched, the prisoner stopped the old knife again.

"Sir, judging from the appearance of these bandits, they dare not rush to the beach to fight with the adult cavalry. It is better for us to stay here and burn the ship when they retreat when we can't stand it. If Lord Cons defeats them directly, we will have so many more ships at once."

Although Lao Dao has no knowledge, he can still distinguish between good and bad things. Although one hundred cavalry is terrifying against more than two thousand infantry, after all, cavalry can only play a role when charging forward. But thinking about being able to seize these dozens of fishing boats is a great achievement.

Anyway, if those bandits dare to attack, they would burn the boat and slap their butts and leave.

Thinking of this, Lao Dao immediately waved his hand.

"Go to five twentie men and men to bring them together, and it will be easier to set fire to the fire!"

"Uncle San, they want to seize our warship!" The young man turned around and saw the cavalry beginning to dismount and gathered the fishing boats, and immediately shouted in panic.

"Don't worry, keep up." The cold young man just turned his head and looked at it, then said coldly and rushed forward.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and saw that the people around him did not stop and continued to shuttle through the forest. He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Uncle San, why don't we take back the warship? They only have one hundred cavalry! And if they burned the ship, how can we go back?"

The cold young man said in a deep voice: "We are just vanguards, with a large number of people behind them. And as long as we plunder the property, people who hear the wind will naturally flock to you. In addition, we are all good at making trouble, so this distance is no problem, so we don't have to care about the problem of warships at all.

"Why don't you attack these hundred cavalry? Think about what I said just now, don't forget that our group of people are mobs, and who is willing to give up their wealth and fight with these cavalry who are free to gather and disperse?"

When the boy heard this, he thought for a while, and then a worried look appeared on his face.

"Uncle San, since the owner of this place can send a hundred cavalry to cut off our retreat, there must be a stronger enemy ahead. Uncle San, is we really coming here this time to rob the property that made the village live?"

When the boy said this, his face became heavy, and the dozen confidants who were following the young man immediately subconsciously guarded the whole area.

The cold young man was stunned for the first time, then he smiled for the first time and said with relief: "It's great. Being able to see the overall situation from these details means that you have made progress."

The boy didn't say anything, just looked at the cold young man quietly.

The indifferent young man knew that the teenager needed an answer. He looked at the dense jungle and sighed and said, "What do you think is necessary to revitalize my family?"

Maybe the boy thought about this question for many times and blurted out: "A rich piece of land, loyal and capable retainers, and extremely powerful army!"

"Can we have these three conditions?" said the cold young man with a expressionless face.

The boy's excited expression disappeared immediately, and he shook his head lonely.

"How can we revitalize our family if we can only stay in the mountains and rack our brains to work hard for food? Now there is only one way to rely on a powerful force." The indifferent young man said in a heavy tone.

"Uncle San, Qingyue City is surrounded by our enemies. Who can we defect to?" The young man was puzzled.

Could it be that you defect to the forces far away from Qingyue City? In this way, when will you return to Qingyue City?

As for the matter of seeking to defect to other forces, the boy didn't care, or the people on the Feidu Peninsula didn't care. As long as the family existed, it would be fine to defect to anyone.

As soon as the boy finished saying that, he suddenly woke up and said, "Terror to the Ultraman Empire! Does the third uncle have such a way?"

He was a little excited now. In the eyes of the people on the Feibi Peninsula, it was the dazzling sun in the sky. Thinking about the places where the powerful princes worked hard to achieve the ambition of unification throughout their lives, it was better than the other party to know how powerful the Ultraman Empire was.

The cold young man smiled bitterly and said, "How is this possible? In the hearts of the powerful people of the Ultraman Empire, we can't even be considered a gang of thieves. How can we accept our surrender? My target is the powerful people in this Linhai area."

The boy thought for a while and asked again: "Uncle San, how about the owner of this land?"

"We must first look at the strength this person has, and also whether the other party accepts us or not, so don't think about it. All this is possible only if we fight bravely on the battlefield and survive."

The cold young man stopped saying that after he finished speaking, because the bandits ahead had already cheered, indicating that he had seen the town.

Cons, with hundreds of cavalrymen, silently looked at the bandits roaring out of a jungle in the distance.

Looking at these bandits, for some reason, Cons felt as if he was watching a group of ants.

He didn't know why he felt this way. When he faced fighting, he either had the awareness of death or had the evil spirit of killing all the enemies. When did he start to have this feeling of despising the enemy?

Is it because of the hundreds of herd flag soldiers who have been fighting for many years?

Or are these enemies with broken weapons and thin bodies?
Chapter completed!