Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Go up the mountain and grab our food, no, silver, back!"

At the order of Quan Widow, the 700 people were divided into three teams, one team guarded at the foot of the mountain, and the other two teams moved forward alternately.

It can be seen that they have got rid of the initial messy refugee status.

The Songshan faction reacted quickly. When the team had just climbed less than a mile of the mountain road, more than 20 members of the Songshan faction appeared in the forest on both sides of the mountain road. Their figures were hidden and hard to find.

All of them held sharp swords and wore armor—this was an act of rebellion in peacetime, and they could hold swords, but they were not allowed to hide armor.

As soon as they appeared, without saying a word, they immediately threw falling rocks down!

The stone was about the size of a human head, and it was thrown directly from a mountain path tens of meters high.

Fortunately, according to the marching regulations, a small number of outposts must be released ahead.

Now it was these sentries who saved the lives of the whole army. They discovered the fall of the stone in time, and immediately issued a hurried whistle to warn the rear.

"Spread out, retreat!" Seeing this, Quan Widow immediately understood that the disadvantage was too great.

No wonder the members of these sects are so arrogant and condescending like this, dozens of people can easily defeat thousands of elites!

They practice martial arts and are so powerful that they can throw stones for an hour!

Even though she was decisive and the team dispersed in time enough, there were still seven or eight people who couldn't escape in time, and were smashed into meat sauce, which was horrible!

This was the result of her timely retreat. If she had to bite the bullet and charge forward, out of the hundreds of people, only a few dozen would be left intact.

Seeing them in such a state of embarrassment from above, arrogant laughter came from afar.

"I thought it was a big deal, that's it?"

"Haha, it turns out that the sorcery they use is nothing special, and they are also afraid of stones!"

"Their sorcery can only work nearby. We are in a high place, so they can't reach it!"

"Keep going, sir, there are tens of thousands of stones here, and one person can turn ten!"

The whole widow was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

The advantage of being condescending is too great. In the era of cold weapons, a young man who has never been trained can stone a battle-hardened veteran to death.

Therefore, before attacking the city, we should try our best to make ladders and earthen mountains to even out the gap.

But now that the other party is on the mountain, how do they make the ladder?

This is simply impossible.

The key is that they are not officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers can slowly besiege, have a lot of network resources, and can find other masters to check and balance, they can't do this.

Back down the mountain, Quan Widow immediately pleaded with Xuannv Empress: "My Lady, what should we do now?"

Zhao Han was also a little bit at a loss. After thinking for a while, she couldn't figure it out. Of course, if she was given more time, she could figure it out.

But it's been too long, and I don't know how many people will die.

Those of the Songshan faction don't know how to watch.

She now appreciates the benefits of being a dog.

The old trick was repeated: the watery dog ​​eyes swayed towards Lao Guo, and then made two "barking" sounds, rolled over, and put out his difficulties again.

Wen Rensheng's wisdom is of course not comparable to hers, so he gave her four words: "If you attack, you will be saved."

"Whoever strikes must be saved." She directly became a porter.

When Widow Quan heard this, she suddenly realized that she admired the wisdom of Empress Xuannv.

It really is a god.

If I can't do anything, the other party can think of the key in an instant.

This is comparable to the wisdom of Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms.

"Bring me the disciple who was caught guarding the mountain..."

After another round of interrogation, they understood where the Songshan faction must be saved—Master Huang in the county seat.

Mr. Huang is a key node in a series of necessary links in their life such as selling stolen goods, official protection, human trafficking...etc.

Without these things, their Songshan sect would quickly degenerate into a ruined temple and a poor mountain. How could they support four or five hundred servants and forty or fifty off-duty martial arts practitioners?

You must know that one person practicing martial arts can eat ten to one hundred ordinary soldiers!

They can't stand it without income.

Widow Quan was overjoyed, and immediately took her troops to fight the must-save place of Master Huang, a large manor outside the county seat.

A chain reaction quickly started.

Three days later, the Songshan faction who received a report from Master Huang had to give up the mountain road with a huge advantage and sent more than forty people down the mountain to rescue.

That counts as an outing.

Those who remained on the mountain were all old men, and there were only a few young masters.

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A Wubao manor is surrounded by a three-meter-high wall made of glutinous rice juice and three-component soil. There are several earthen buildings in the middle, and a group of people are standing on it, frowning.

"Elders and masters, all of you are strong in martial arts, why don't you go surprise their captains? If this continues, Zhuangzi will be lost." The manor housekeeper said with a sad face.

"Damn it, I can't fight in close combat, those people know sorcery. Once in close combat, our martial arts can't be used, and we become ordinary elites, and a dozen small soldiers can hack us to death." An elder of the Songshan sect said angrily.

"Yeah, those pariahs can afford it, but we can't afford it. Each of us has been practicing since childhood and has worked hard for twenty or thirty years!"

"That's right, they went back to recruit people, and they trained in three months."

While talking, another round of siege came.

The young and strong men shouted chant, held long ladders, and held bamboo spears and wooden shields, and surrounded the manor.

The whole widow gathered more than 6,000 young men and besieged the manor.

The slogan is simple, the food has been robbed by this manor, if you want your family to survive, break the fence!

Before the siege, he sent a letter to the county seat, saying that it was a grievance between Jianghu and Jianghu.

Anyway, the county magistrates just listened and did not send troops to suppress it.

If troops are sent to suppress, let alone whether there are so many soldiers and horses, as long as they are sent, it will be a rebellion, and they will have to perform and suffer...

Anyway, if the other party doesn't come to fight the county now, don't care, everyone is a low-level official, and they will leave once three years arrive.

As for the filial piety given by Master Huang, it is indeed a lot, but no matter how much it is, it is impossible to pay the army's salary and food for the rebellion.

But for the sake of money, they still sent a garrison of more than 200 people, went there to have a look, and finally reported a "country fighting" job.

Master Huang was so angry that he had no choice but to send people up the mountain overnight and ask people from Songshan to rescue him.

At the critical moment, it is still reliable to sit on the ground.

Of course, exile officials will not create feudal towns, but they don't care, and leave after fishing.

People from the Songshan faction didn't want to come either, but Mr. Huang had no choice but to threaten that if they didn't come, next year's dividends would be gone.

Kill Master Huang and change to another agent?

Putting aside the fact that there is no difference between killing an official Huang and rebelling against an official, who would dare to cooperate with them if this was the case?

The guards and tenant farmers in Zhuangzi are pretty good. After all, Zhuangzi is broken, and they will starve to death.

The butler looked annoyed.

Co-author, my master raises a bunch of useless dogs on weekdays!

If I knew this earlier, it would be better to raise three hundred more nursing homes, not better than these people?

It's cheap to raise, just recruit another crop after it dies.