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Although this place was within the borders of the Wei Nation, the Wei Nation was only a thousand miles long and narrow, with the southern and northern borders with the Korea and Zhao Nation respectively. The eastern side was the Qi Nation, the southeastern side was the Chu Nation, and the western side's strong enemy was the Qin Nation.

On top of some mountain ranges within the borders of Wei Country, there were many thieves and pirates, occupying the mountain as their king. They specialized in robbing and killing caravans, while most of the Wei Army were stationed at the six side of the border, there were very few who could maintain stability in the country.

In fact, the Spring and Autumn Warring States Age was the golden age for Chinese merchants. Due to the numerous dukes, the exchange of resources between different countries depended on the merchants, hence, the status of merchants was extremely high, and they were even better than warriors. The Qi Nation was famous for being a merchant who operated salt and fish. Fan Li and Zi Gong were also merchants who did not lose their reputation. The reason was that Shang Jia was not a lowly industry that was looked down upon at that time.

Thus, Shang Jia had a huge amount of money, but he could only show his wealth in his own home and was not allowed to show off in the outside world. However, many of the rich and powerful families and tycoons were able to become officials and thus become officials, thus changing their social status.

Chen Ling ordered three hundred soldiers and two hundred light cavalry soldiers, under Jing Yan's lead, they rushed to the valley a few miles away.

This was a branch mountain range of the Taihang Mountains, with many valleys and dried riverbeds. The two sides of the mountain range faced each other, with steep cliffs and lush forests covering the entire land. Merchants passing through this valley would be easily ambushed by bandits, but this was also one of the paths that must be taken to the Weiguo Plains.

After walking for about two to three miles, they heard the noisy sounds of weapons clashing and shouts shouting. It didn't sound like normal bandits or merchants fighting at all, but more like two groups of armored warriors fighting on the battlefield. The sounds became more and more tragic as time passed, and from time to time, they would hear one or two screams before they died.

There were hundreds, if not thousands of warriors, knights, and swordsmen on both sides. Although they were not fighting in formations like the warriors on the battlefield, each of them were dashing forward with their swords and spears, chasing and fighting each other, moving and kicking, punching and punching each other, using their martial arts and skills, risking their lives for a battle.

On one side was the clothing of bandits, half leather, half animal skin. They brandished their weapons, spears, axes, Mo Dao s, spine, scythes, long axes, wolf-tooth clubs, and all kinds of strange weapons were present. On the other side was a whole bunch of house guards, most of them wielding swords, and a few of them used rattan shields and spears to fight against the bandits.

There were more than ten carriages in the caravan, the carriages without carriages had boxes tied onto them, it was heavy, there must be some jewelry and goods inside, among the siege carriages, other than the over a hundred guards vowing to their deaths to resist, there were also dozens of female swordsmen, they did not show any signs of weakness while fighting the bandits, sword lights flew around, sharp blades danced in the air, their murderous intent was dense and cold, but the scene was appalling; blood and flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Seeing that, Teng Hu's blood started to boil. He took out the sword at his waist and shouted: "Let's go and fight!"

Shen Zheng slapped his head, and scolded: "Which side are you going to help? Stealing the merchant caravan's women, or killing the bandits? "

Teng Hu said boldly: "Of course it's to help Shang Jia, and repel the bandits. Could it be that I can help the bandits kill the humans?"

"Let me go!" A sweet voice suddenly screamed out from the chaotic battle, it was filled with fear and hatred.

"AHH!" A HH@@

"Quick, protect Ji Nu!" Another beautiful voice that sounded like an oriole came from the battle.

The soldiers turned to look and saw that the girl was dressed in a green samurai with narrow sleeves, her clothes were embroidered with exquisite yet elegant patterns, her robe had a few twists and turns, circling down to her perky body, revealing her perfect body, graceful and graceful, like a green bamboo and orchid, her eyes were clear as a spring, her appearance was beautiful and elegant, and her beauty was unparalleled.

"Here!" "Young miss!"

More than a dozen of family warriors followed the orders and retreated, moving around the caravan with the singers in it. They stopped and resisted the surrounding bandits, but the bandits were bloodthirsty and extremely brutal, making the situation of this caravan a bit grim.

At this time, with a "clang" sound, Chen Ling drew his sword. Like a pool of autumn water, he said righteously: "Soldiers, kill the bandits, save the caravan, protect the people of the Great Wei Empire, and hoe the strong and the weak. We soldiers are duty-bound!"

"It's my responsibility!" The soldiers pulled out their weapons and shouted loudly.

With a few slashes, three bandits were killed on the ground. Because of Chen Ling's sharp sword technique, his movements were fast and nimble, and his charge was extremely powerful. In a few exchanges, he had already broken through the inner circle.

The other soldiers did not want to be outdone. Three hundred heavy soldiers and two hundred knights came at the same time. Immediately, the sounds of slaughter rumbled as they used the might of thunder to suppress the soldiers. This was military might, the prestige, the prestige, and the might of a soldier! Although these five hundred armored soldiers might not be as powerful as some families in terms of swordsmanship alone, their military spirit and killing intent were not something an ordinary swordsman could compare to. This was because the soldiers would slaughter their way through hundreds of thousands of battlefields every day.