With the Eldest Brother's words, the men below were visibly pleased and hurriedly went to make preparations.
They were veterans in this line of work of robbery. During the peak seasons, if they didn't conduct seven or eight raids a month, they did at least five or six.
There's no need to give instructions; they knew how to set up and lay traps by themselves.
For a while, this side was bustling with activity.
On the river, the boatmen were filled with confusion and anxiety.
Wasn't it the old rule that as long as they followed the government ship, they would be safe? Then why did the word from ahead tell them to be constantly on alert, especially to select two or three elite guards on each ship, prepared with longbows and sabers, always ready?
Could it be that something had changed?
Everyone was filled with doubt but dared not complain; they were all like locusts on the same boat at this moment. If they didn't follow orders, they feared being abandoned by the ships ahead.
