The carriage gradually slowed down and then stopped. Duan Qing looked away from the front, and then began to look further away - there seemed to be some strange black shadows on the not-wide road, vaguely.

appear on the road.

"What is that, a tree root? A wheel? Or..." Due to the distance, Duan Qing couldn't see clearly.

"Anything is possible, it's just an obstacle anyway." The coachman sitting in front answered Duan Qing's question as if he was talking to himself.

"obstacle?"

"Yes." The coachman jumped out of the car, and then took out a long knife from under the shaft seat.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Several players finally noticed something was wrong.

"Don't worry, this situation is very common for us." The coachman did not look back, but his forward steps were close to the edge of the carriage: "It should be a bandit."

"What..." Duan Qing couldn't believe his ears: "There are still bandits here?"

"Of course." The driver, who was about to walk out of the sight of several people, looked back: "We often deal with them, so... don't worry."

He shook off the knife in his hand and walked to the front of the convoy.

"We...were attacked?"

Only then did a few people come out of the carriage. The girl rubbed her hands and asked Duan Qing next to her, and received a positive reply from him.

"Yeah." Duan Qing said with a bitter smile.
Chapter completed!