There were not many people fighting on both sides, but in this vast world, the silence of the beasts in winter highlighted the sound of the battle, which could be heard clearly from a few miles away. Listening to the crowds, the old fox became more anxious.

Time passed quickly, and the old fox counted out like a year at this moment. No one helped him what decision should he make. In the winter of minus ten degrees Celsius, the old fox's forehead and palms were covered with sweat.

In the end, the old fox still couldn't stand the temptation of credit. He held all his hands tightly, accidentally rubbed the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, took a deep breath, and then turned slightly to the soldiers behind him,

"It's time, it's time for us..."

The distance of only three miles is only 1,500 meters. The old fox is lighter, and the closer he gets to his heart, the more chaotic he becomes. When he is only 500 meters away, the old fox can clearly hear the sound of shouting and killing and the collision between the metal. The more he goes on the road, the more nervous the old fox becomes.

In fact, the old fox's concerns were unnecessary, because the caravan guards of Song State were really comparable to those of Jin Yun's people. The people who could fight in the caravan seemed to be concentrated on the blue tent carriage.

The other scattered soldiers and brave men did not have any unified organization. They fought for almost ten minutes and suffered casualties. There were only 30 people who fell down, and the two sides were combined. After the old fox brought people to the place where Jin Yun hid yesterday, he stretched out his hand and stopped the team.

Because the old fox can clearly see the battle scene here again, and the old fox can clearly see the appearance of the Song Dynasty caravan. I don’t know if someone deliberately thought it or if Jin Yun used the wooden rolling stones and other things when attacking. Three or four of the more than thirty Song Dynasty carriages were smashed with wheels or overturned.

You can vaguely hear the howling of the woman and the screams when facing fear. After lying in the woods and seeing the situation on the battlefield, the old fox touched his chin and his mind was full of doubts - no matter how he looked at the battle, he felt something was wrong.

What was also full of doubt in my heart was Jin Yun, why did these gangsters seem to be having no meals? Are they here to make up for the numbers? But there are too many of them.

It would be fine if one works or not. Why are the other guards indifferent? Often, two people look at each other for a few times, not saying that they don’t hit you at all. They look at me and I look at you, then raise the knife and scream, but the knife that was chopped down was soft and powerless.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely strange. Jin Yun pulled a gap and retreated to the side. Several people around him were following Jin Yun. Jin Yun looked around and fought for unknown lengths. In short, the old fox felt that time had passed a long time.

He couldn't understand why both parties were not working hard. This was a battlefield for life and death. No one answered Jin Yun. When Yun's eyes fell on a large broken wooden box, Jin Yun thought of something...

Why is there a woman inside? The box contains people? Are all the boxes? The one they protect must have treasures.

"Brothers, those carriages contain women that are not worth much money. That blue-topped carriage! There is treasure there! The white-faced scholar will not kill! No other living words will be left! Kill!"

Many of the people who deal with things on the battlefield were idling, and Jin Yun's voice became the target of most people's attention, so that almost everyone turned their attention to the blue carriage.

Finally, Jin Yun's people moved, and they looked like evil ghosts, and the guards who were escorting the blue caravan saw a pair of greedy eyes, shaking like women.

Whether it is fear or excitement, as long as it is a nervous situation, shaking hands and feet is an unconscious screening. Only those who are truly experienced and have a lot of practical experience can overcome such a reaction.

The people on Jin Yun suddenly had a unified goal and turned to a place, making the Song State caravan, which had just been dispersed to fight, become very passive. In an instant, more than a dozen people were chopped to the ground.

Because of the lack of unified command, the timid guards of the Song State caravan had already begun to escape in all directions, and for a moment, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Jin Yun. However, when there was no particularly large gap in combat power and number of people, the outcome of victory or defeat was still very unpredictable in less than the last second.

When they returned to the defense, they arrived at the caravan around the blue carriage, either they were good-skilled or smart. In short, most of the remaining people were elites. They leaned on the carriage and surrounded the city. The remaining number was about sixty or seventy, and the number of people on Jin Yun was only about eighty or ninety.

After Jin Yun's men completed the siege, the two sides began to confront each other. Jin Yun could not rush in because several brave ones who came forward had been chopped to the ground. This was a solid wound, ice, snow, and blood stained with white ground. There was an indescribable ink painting.

The confrontation lasted for a minute. Jin Yun collected the few long weapons such as spears, spears, and the like. He held a gun, held a small leather shield, and shouted,

"Brothers, come with me!"

In the confrontation between the formation stations, when the armor combat power is basically the same, the role of long weapons is obvious.

Jin Yun also plays a leading role, and the tear of long weapons against tight defense, which has really made the battle become increasingly fierce. The people brought out by Jin Yun are purely gangsters and rascals fighting in groups. There is no formation at all, but they all like to fight cheaply, that is, they just go together when they fall, and never show off their own heroes.

But let alone, such a small-scale battle is really useful when it is smooth sailing. The caravan of Song State seemed to be unable to support it and retreated step by step, but Jin Yun's men were still unable to get close to the blue-topped carriage.

A few inconspicuous guards who were only over 1.6 meters tall, but very strong. These people had sharp eyes and were not at all panic when facing the situation in front of them.

The two sides were fighting, and the old fox was holding a telescope and watching the fun in the woods nervously. When he entered the white-hot battle, the old fox would smile. It was done! No matter what the result was for both of them, this time he won only the new group, only the Brotherhood, and the Old Fox himself.
Chapter completed!