Chapter 170 Who is afraid of whom
Lu Xiaohao glanced at him sideways: "Can you make a living by hiding the news? Or are you going to fight the rebels? How many can you defeat?"
"Uh..."
"Don't talk useless complaints. The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention." Lu Xiaohao knew that Yang Song was just talking casually and didn't really think so.
However, people from the Baijiabao caravan may not think so after hearing this.
He glanced at it, seeming to be staring at the movement below, but in fact he raised his ears to listen to the people here, and said in a serious voice: "It was originally because we left without saying goodbye."
Yang Song: "But, Master, we are here just to find out the news..." Besides, who is the master, and when did he need to know his whereabouts from others?
"No matter what our reasons are, it's true that the caravan didn't get a word from us." Yesterday, he did make an impromptu decision.
After all, seeing Yancheng right in front of him and hearing what happened to Yancheng, he was extremely anxious.
Lu Xiaohao continued: "What's more, in this situation, if you were the general supervising the battle and the war was imminent, would you allow others to move around the camp as they pleased?"
"That won't happen." After Yang Song finished speaking, he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Young Master, I know I was wrong."
Lu Xiaohao couldn't deny it.
He also knew that Yang Song was wronged because of him.
"Master."
Yang Song is not a person who can be quiet. He used to be able to do so. But when something unexpected happened to Lu Xiaohao, he was the only one left with his personal bodyguard.
Along the way of escape, they could only communicate with each other.
Yang Song was afraid that his master would be depressed and depressed if something like this happened, so he racked his brains to find topics to talk about every day.
Humans are social animals and speak almost 30,000 words every day.
As a result, Yang Song got used to talking and became a talkative person.
"Huh?" Lu Xiaohao responded with a half-closed eye.
"The equipment on them..." Yang Song paused: "It's so strange."
Lu Xiaohao also saw it. Hearing this, his eyes rolled under his eyelids, and finally he opened his eyes: "I have never heard of it either."
He just took a few glances and discovered that the armor-like things worn by the people in the Baijiabao caravan were extremely powerful.
The color of such a suit is similar to the color of the grass. If you look at it from a distance, you may not be able to spot the person if you are not careful.
That hat looks different from the hoodies worn by military attachés, civil servants, and even civilians in the Jin Dynasty. It seems to be specially used in battle.
The armor on his body is also different from the general's chainmail. It looks like a vest cut off from the shoulders, but it is very thick and has many pockets.
There is also a belt around the waist, this hook, and that rope. In addition to things that look like daggers and iron rods, there are also many things that are larger than a duck egg.
The bottoms of the trousers are the same color as the top. There are large pockets on both sides of the trouser legs, which look like they are packed with things.
Needless to say about the feet, they were leather boots of some kind, but they had a lot of space and were strung together with ropes.
Let's talk about the crossbows in their hands and the two quivers on their backs. They are equipped with at least a hundred crossbow arrows.
The price of crossbows is not low. Although they can be used repeatedly, they will be worn out after too many times. Only a large and confident caravan like the Baijiabao Caravan can afford such generous equipment.
Such a team looks full of momentum.
Yang Song looked at the clothes of Bai Dacheng and others with some covetousness, and said with envy: "Master, don't tell me, they look quite good like this."
It’s not nice to say that a man’s clothes look good, but he does look good.
"Just...how should I put it, it makes people feel special and different!"
Baitao didn't know what Lu Xiaohao and Yang Song were saying. Otherwise, she would have hummed. Not only were they good-looking, she bought these level 3 sets from the technology industry. Both the third-level head and the third-level armor can withstand the bullets of the AWM sniper rifle, whether it is physical impact or the powerful sonic vibration generated after the bullet hits.
Bai Dacheng and others felt proud in their hearts as they listened to the mutterings of the master and servant not far away.
Of course it's different. This was given by our aunt. It's so powerful that others have never heard of it, let alone seen it.
My aunt said it could withstand any sniper rifle bullet. Although they didn't remember those three words, it was a very powerful thing anyway.
As soon as Baitao took out a bottle of milkshake and was about to drink it, Bai Dashan came over to report after getting the news.
"Auntie, I just got the news that the rebels are carrying some gunpowder bombs."
Bai Dashan either listened to the wind or rain. He had carefully observed just now that there were indeed several sealed wooden barrels in the rebel team.
Judging from the careful and solemn way the rebels treated the two vehicles containing barrels, there was no doubt that they were gunpowder bombs.
"Is the information accurate?" Baitao asked, casually taking out a six-fold scope from his bag.
Bai Dashan: "It's almost the same. I saw the rebels transported three throwing machines, which should be used to throw gunpowder bombs."
Because of the location, even if Bai Dacheng was at the front, he could not accurately see the situation below the mountain road.
They are more to prevent the rebels from crossing the ambush area and rushing up, and they will meet each other with swords.
Baitao also saw it at this time.
Regardless of whether it was a gunpowder bomb or not, it was impossible for her to make fun of the lives of people in Peach Blossom Village.
"In this case." Baitao muttered: "Then we can only hurt each other."
Using gunpowder bombs to deal with them, the rebels valued Taohua Village so much that she didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.
After saying this, Baitao told Bai Dashan: "Have someone go to the warehouse to move the arrow and send it out. This arrow is different from the previous one..."
Bai Dashan was confused for a while after hearing this: "Auntie, what is an explosive hunting bow?"
"That's right, once this arrow hits the target, it will explode."
"Is it the same as gunpowder bombs?"
Baitao shook his head: "No, it's more powerful than gunpowder bombs."
After saying that, she waved her hand: "Go quickly, the enemies are almost there."
"Hey."
Bai Dashan hurriedly arranged to go there. He said to himself that it would be better to be stronger than gunpowder bullets. The needle was pointed at the wheat awn. He and others had a position advantage, and the chance of winning was still not small.
Others didn't have binoculars, but when the rebels got closer, they could still see some figures.
Everyone suddenly became nervous, breathing heavily, swallowing hard, their legs weak, their hands clenching and unclenching, some people even felt their bodies were numb.
On the other hand, the people in Peach Blossom Village next to them had smiles on their lips, sharp eyes, veins popping out of their hands holding weapons, and their breathing was slow.
Some villagers did not forget to comfort the people next to them: "Don't be afraid. We are at a high place. If the rope is cut, at least dozens of people below will lose their fighting ability."
In fact, I wanted to say that dozens of people died, but considering that these people had never seen blood, I was afraid that they would be scared, so I said it politely.
"Oh oh oh...Okay, okay."
"I know, I know, I know."
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