Chapter 279: Lure the Enemy in

Chapter 279

Wang Xiaosong had gone through the thrills of life and death, so he was timid and walked on thin ice.

The teenager Yang Zhi next to him had picked up his life from a pile of corpses, looking around, feeling that there were Northern Nomads everywhere and the shine of blades filled his sight.

The two almost hugged each other and cried for their mothers.

In order to alleviate the fear in their hearts, Wang Xiaosong took the initiative to speak, "Why are you called Yang Zhi? Isn't that a girl's name?"

Yang Zhi was obviously even more upset, "My mother said it's easier to survive with a girl's name."

Indeed, he needed to be able to survive, because he no longer had a mother and could only support himself.

The air was suddenly filled with sadness. Wang Xiaosong closed his mouth and chose to continue watching the front with trembling heart.

As the old saying goes, the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

Just as the carriage was rushing at full speed, a Northern Nomad riding a horse flashed by to the left.

Wang Xiaosong's heart jumped up instantly. He pointed to the front and was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

Yang Zhi's eyes were even redder. He woke up another worker who was resting in the carriage. Everyone was on high alert.

Everyone was worried.

They hoped the Northern Nomads didn't see them, hoped it was an illusion.

Until more and more horse hoof sounds rose up.

Wang Xiaosong was almost paralyzed. His hands shook and he couldn't hold the reins. Fear, tension, panic, worry flashed through his mind.

The only thing missing was regret.

Because he had to take this road anyway. If he didn't, someone else would. If he didn't run into the Northern Nomads, someone else would.

As the horse hooves sounded closer and closer, Wang Xiaosong became calmer and calmer. He gripped the reins tightly and pulled hard the moment the hoof sounds surpassed them.

The horse neighed and raised its front hooves high, then put them back down.

As a subject of the Dayu Dynasty, if he was doomed to die under the blades of the Northern Nomads, then he could not die in vain or waste this life.

He wanted to charge forward with the carriage and horse, slamming hard.

Take one down for one taken, take two down for a pair gained. Just as he was gathering his strength and preparing to ram forward.

A heroic figure riding a horse rushed to the front of him, frowning and said, "Xiaosong, it's me."

But they could make the Northern Nomads come to them.

Fang Heng's eyes turned as he looked at the three workers who were trembling like sieves.

The barracks were no strangers to laying traps before, using trip wires to trap horses in pits were common tactics. Luring the enemy in deep, leaving the city empty as a tactic, have all been used before.

After so many times, the Northern Nomads had become cunning too. If something seemed off, they would retreat. Only when they observed real merchants would they gather to take action, killing people and robbing goods.

Just like Wang Xiaosong's team right now.

The Northern Nomads didn't know the relationship between the two sides, nor did they know the meat inside was being delivered to the barracks. In normal thinking, the army encountering merchants would only escort them to rest stops before leaving.

In April of that year, according to custom in previous years, in May the Northern Nomads' main force would retreat from the border. Before that, they tended to be more frenzied in killing, arson and plundering, in order to ensure their own food stock before the new year.

Fang Heng gambled, gambled that the Northern Nomads did not truly leave, gambled that their scout was still following from afar, gambled they coveted this carriage of meat.

He glanced at Jiang Wu and the others.

Long time of training allowed the masters and servants to connect minds. They immediately understood the implied meaning.

Jiang Wu brought Jiang Qi and Jiang Ba, the two relatively petite ones, to hide inside the carriage, while the others escorted and discussed with Wang Xiaosong and the others.

"With Fifth Jiang and the others inside to protect, you will not be in danger, but you may encounter slaughter." Fang Heng said solemnly. "If you are unwilling, unload the meat at the rest stop and change clothes with Jiang Wu and the others."

Only changing people might startle the snake in the grass, scaring away the Northern Nomads and wasting previous efforts. The road still could not be taken.

And finding a new road meant new dangers and new exploration.

Wang Xiaosong's eyeballs rolled back and forth, clearly not knowing how to make a decision.

It was Yang Zhi, shivering behind him, who stood up. "I'm willing."

Only those who had experienced brutal slaughter knew, being able to kill some Northern Nomads was such a thrilling and gratifying thing.

Even if it meant possible danger to life.

"Boss Wang." Yang Zhi said earnestly. "You can wait at the rest stop. I'll go alone. I can do it. I'm not afraid."

But he was only a fourteen year old teenager!

Wang Xiaosong suddenly felt he did not match his status as a seventeen or eighteen year old older brother. He remembered his unflinching protection of the young master, and remembered the calm composure when he decided to fight the Northern Nomads to the death.

On what basis could he only summon courage when encountering things? On what basis could he not just be a brave person?

It was just acting as bait for a trap. If fourteen year old Yang Zhi could do it, so could seventeen year old Wang Xiaosong!

"Good! I'll go!" He uttered the most passionate and ambitious voice in his life so far.