The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 18
Everyone stared at the figures on horseback. They all seemed to have weapons in their hands, like long knives.

Followed by a group of people, about twenty in number, armed with long sticks and short knives.

Those who can hold swords are rogue horse bandit officers and soldiers. This group of people is a mess. The team's weapons are not unified. They are also riding tall horses. There is only the legendary horse bandit.

In the late Ming Dynasty, there were even horse bandits roaming outside the capital, not to mention Shijiazhuang. It was extremely rare for Liu Zhenhua and the others to encounter a group of horse bandits after leaving Tianjin for so long.

"It must be the horse bandit, young master, what should we do?" Yang Lichao held the magic weapon rebar in his hand, vaguely hoping that the young master would help them draw sticks when encountering injustice.

Liu Zhenhua pondered for a moment, the quality of this group of horse bandits was not comparable to that of the previous group of bandits.

Those 30 bandits only had two knives, and the rest were long sticks and other weapons.

Although the number of these horse bandits is not as large as that of the rogue bandits, they have more equipment. At least at a glance, there are dozens of them holding machetes.

What's more, these people still have horses, but they have no horses. Needless to say, there is a huge gap between cavalry and infantry.

Looking at these people's horses, Liu Zhenhua was very greedy. A war horse in the mall costs [-] reputations. Now these people have ready-made horses. Looking at the scale, if they win, it is equivalent to earning [-] reputations.

Seemingly seeing Liu Zhenhua's tangled look, Ren Zhuomo stepped forward and said, "Master, the twenty or so of us all have magic weapons. If we face this horse bandit, we should be able to win. As long as the master gives the order, We are willing to fight these horse bandits."

They had already had human lives on their hands, and now they saw these horse bandits armed with sharp weapons, and they had no fear in their hearts.

A few days ago when we were dividing the porridge, we had seen that although the Stove Lord seemed to reward people based on their merits, Ren Zhuozhou had already seen that the Stove Lord did have selfish motives and human desires.

He had already figured out that his father, Ren Fanyi, had been focusing on the imperial examination for several years, but ended up empty-handed. If Ren Zhuoyue focused on Liu Zhenhua, he would definitely have a different ending than his father.

The others nodded after hearing this. The Stove Lord rewarded them for their merits. They were willing to fight in exchange for more white rice and pickled mustard. The taste was so fragrant that one bowl and one dish was not enough.

Besides, the Stove Lord also sent out magical weapons. What if he sends out better things in the future, or can become an immortal?

Everything is possible. The founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty started out as a beggar, and those who followed him became relatives of the emperor.

Now, the Stove Lord starts from working as a laborer, and following the Stove Lord, he might eventually be able to become an immortal soldier and general.

How deep is the obsession with being an official in China for 5000 years?Now that they actually have a chance to become immortals, how can they not go crazy and fight for their generation, so that future generations will enjoy the blessings.

"I have a plan! It will definitely give that horse bandit a huge headache," Ren Hongli was infected by the atmosphere and immediately stood up and patted his chest.

"Let's talk."

Liu Zhenhua looked at Ren Hongli, who was over 1.9 meters tall and nearly two meters tall, in astonishment. He didn't look like he had a plan.

Ren Zhuozhou was so focused on Liu Zhenhua that he didn't notice his brother. It was too late to stop him now, so he could only give Ren Hongli a wink to shut him up.

"Hey, let's all hold iron rods and go forward. When they are not paying attention, hit them on the back of the head. Don't say it gives them a headache. If we use more force, their heads will split open!"

"How about it, young master, what's my plan like?"

Ren Hongli showed two rows of white teeth and looked at Liu Zhenhua as if he was asking for credit.

The veins on Ren Zhuoyue's forehead throbbed. Was this a plan? It was just a sap. Ren Fanyi's fingers trembled. He should have known better than to teach this silly boy to speak politely.

"Not bad." To their surprise, Liu Zhenhua nodded in praise, and his expression didn't seem to be perfunctory.

Liu Zhenhua did not expect that Ren Hongli's idea of ​​a physics headache would coincide with his.

It would be unfavorable to face these horse bandits in a head-on confrontation, but now that the night was getting darker, they could indeed take advantage of the darkness to get through.

The problem is that there is no bunker nearby. If they want to get closer, they can only bend down and avoid being exposed as much as possible.

Liu Zhenhua raised his head and glanced at the moon. The bright moon shone on the earth. If these people turned their heads and looked to the side, they would definitely be able to find the figures here.

The worst outcome is that they are discovered and have to confront these horse bandits. "Master, we seem to have been discovered."

Suddenly, Yang Lichao said.

Then the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and everyone followed the sound and looked over.

The horse bandits actually turned around and came towards them.

Behind them, a group of figures stood watching this scene.

"Shijiazhuang villagers?"

Seeing these villagers, Liu Zhenhua understood. These horse bandits probably saw that there were many villagers in Shijiazhuang, and it was not easy to ride horses in the village. There was no conducive location and people. They didn't want to chew this hard nut. When they turned around, they found Liu Zhenhua and others discussing on the spot. .

Compared with the huge number of villagers, Liu Zhenhua's village was relatively small and still in the wilderness, so it was most suitable for horseback fighting.

Faced with this number of ordinary victims, three or four people on horseback armed with machetes can easily kill them all.

Before Liu Zhenhua could make a move, two people had already turned around and fled.

These two people all just joined this morning. They have never seen Liu Zhenhua summoning white porridge, and they have no sense of belonging or identification with Liu Zhenhua.

When he saw the horse bandits rushing towards him, he immediately panicked and made a move to escape. After all, if faced with danger, all he had to do was escape faster than his teammates.

Liu Zhenhua had no time to care about these people, "The one holding the steel bar will follow me, and the rest will run away first."

Liu Zhenhua roared, of course he couldn't outrun the horse bandits by running, but it would be too stupid to charge head-on.

After hearing Liu Zhenhua's words, the man who had no steel bars in his hands turned around and ran away.

Even the two girls from the Zhao family turned around and ran away. They had already experienced this once.

"Everyone, please pull away when you run away. When you hear me say hit, just turn around and hit the horse's legs first. Do you understand me?"

Liu Zhenhua looked at the people in front of him and said, there are now thirty people holding steel bars.

Everyone was still a little puzzled as to how people could escape from horses.

Now I finally understand.

Everyone was not afraid, but rather excited. Being able to pick up steel bars proved that these people were not cowards. The time to make contributions was now. If they performed well, they would not only get more rice porridge and pickled mustard, but also leave a name in front of the Stove Lord. .

"Understood!"

They responded.

"go!"

Liu Zhenhua turned around and ran away. The crowd dispersed slightly, with 30 people spread out in almost four rows and spread out for more than ten meters.

Liu Zhenhua is in the middle and back row, with Ren Hongli and Yang Lichao still on the left and right.

Everyone tightened their grip on the steel bars.

The sound of horse hooves behind them came from far away. They were not far away from these horse bandits, so they were delayed in speaking.

Before he ran 50 meters, the horse bandit behind him followed him.

(End of this chapter)