While chatting with the escort guards, Wenlong asked them why they kept taking escort jobs when the work was so dangerous.
What he did not know was that every escort guard had a struggling family behind him. They all said they only hoped their children would grow up before anything happened to them.
Once they stepped into this line of work, licking blood from a blade's edge, it was hard to turn back. They could only keep going until the day they fell.
Listening to the Escort Guards, Wenlong felt a surge of emotion. Just then, shouts suddenly rang out from the front of the convoy.
Bandits had come to rob the shipment. The Escort Guards protecting the perimeter sounded the alarm, and the others drew their sabers to defend the cargo.
I have a sword on me. I can hardly hide, can I? Besides, they just saved me at noon. I can't turn my back on that debt this afternoon.
He could only draw his sword and join the Escort Guards in protecting the cargo wagons. The Escort Chief had already gone out to negotiate with the bandits.
Everyone hoped they could clear up the misunderstanding and deliver the goods safely. If the cargo was lost, they would have to pay compensation too.
While the Escort Chief and several Escort Guards negotiated up ahead, suspicious movements came from the rear. It seemed the bandits were determined to seize the cargo.
Wenlong warned the nearby Escort Guards to watch their rear. This battle was unavoidable; the other side clearly intended to take the goods.
They were attacking from both ends, drawing the Escort Chief and the other skilled fighters forward so they could not defend both front and rear. What a slick trick.
*With me here, all your carefully laid