Rise From the Humble

It's not that the brats in Shanghe Village didn't want to chase after them, but they were blocked by the brats in Xiahe Village, and they could only see a puff of smoke rising from the flag dragged by Zhu Pingan against the ground.

The eyes of the village elders in Xiahe Village are wet. This is a big victory that Xiahe Village has never had in history. Before, it was a lot to grab six or seven. I didn't expect to grab ten this time.

The process, the process is not important, the result is important.

The village elder of Xiahe Village accepted the flag carried by Zhu Pingan, who ran over with short legs, and couldn't believe it.

"Good boy, good boy" the village elder couldn't help repeating these words excitedly.

Capturing the flag was only the first round. In the second round, the two sides switched positions, with Shanghe Village capturing the flag and Xiahe Village guarding the flag.

After being captured by Zhu Ping'an and the others in this way, the bear children in Shanghe Village were all suffocated, especially the little fat boy who was the top two, was kicked by Zhu Ping'an, a little boy, it was simply a shame. Can't bear it.

In addition, Li Shu, a black-bellied little lolita, fanned the flames and added fuel to the flames. In short, the brats in Shanghe Village were being teased one by one, which was much more aggressive than Xiahe Village when they captured the flag just now.

Before the capture of the flag begins, both the defender and capture the flag have a short period of preparation time. After all, a fight had just ended, and his physical strength had not yet returned to normal. During this time, you can eat and drink something, and you can also lie down or sit to recover your strength.

The bear children of Shanghe village stared at the bear children of Xiahe village on the hillside with deep hatred and hatred. While staring, they ate the chicken legs and broth cooked by Shanghe village, as if they were biting the little chubby paper in Xiahe village who fished in troubled waters and stole the flag.

Xiahe Village also cooked chicken legs and broth, which were carried up the hillside by young and strong young men for the children to eat. Zhu Pingchuan, the eldest brother of Zhu Pingchuan, was among the young men who carried the things.

"Brother, go down the slope and get us something." Zhu Pingan gnawed on the chicken leg and said to Zhu Pingchuan.

"You are not allowed to use tools." Zhu Pingchuan was a little embarrassed.

"We don't allow it to be used when capturing the flag, and we don't allow it to be used when touching it. We just use it for this purpose, and you will take it later." Zhu Pingan explained.

After that, the crowd watching below saw a very strange scene.

The bear children in Xiahe Village were supposed to be eating meat and soup on the hillside, but all of them gnawed chicken legs in their mouths, holding shovels and started construction on the narrow land near the top of the hillside, digging and digging.

What are these brats going to do?

If it is a modern person, they must know that this is digging a trench, but they didn't know it in ancient times.

In their eyes, what are these brats digging a ditch for?

Besides, these brats are not adults, their strength is limited, and the ditch they dug is only an arm's depth, but the width is quite wide.

What is the use of this thing?

The rest time was almost over, Zhu Pingchuan and the others also carried the remaining chicken legs, broth and shovel down the hillside.

The village elders lit a stick of incense again, and the bare-armed Chinese characters next to them waved the drums in their hands again, boom boom boom

The brats in Shanghe Village screamed and started to rush up the hillside.

"Don't go down and pester them. When they stand in the ditch, we can just push them. We are tall and they are short," Zhu Pingan told the crowd.

Fortunately, with the "heroic" performance of capturing the flag last time, the older brats in Xiahe Village were willing to listen to Zhu Ping'an's words.

The brats in Shanghe Village didn't know whether they were instructed by someone or they had learned a lesson from being captured the flag last time. When they ran to the four-fifths of the way uphill, they sat down one by one to recover their strength.

A few brats in Xiahe Village were in a hurry, worried that the brats in Shanghe Village would not be able to stop them if they gathered enough energy.

"Don't worry, we'll just wait for them to come into the ditch." Zhu Pingan warned again, lest these brats could not help but rush down.

After resting for a long time, the brats in Shanghe Village gathered up enough energy and began to rush up the hillside, howling and grim.

"Hold on, just push them, I'll go and look at the flag." Zhu Pingan saw that some of the brats in Shanghe Village were staring at him deliberately, and they were not kind, so he used the spirit of dead friends Mo Shipindao , very shamelessly said to go to the back to look at the flag, and slipped behind the first front line.

When the black-bellied little loli at the bottom of the hill saw Zhu Pingan rushing towards him from the bottom of the hill, she slipped behind and hid like a rabbit.

Ever since, the black-bellied little loli can no longer despise Zhu Ping'an, a gutless toad.

The bear children of Shanghe village gathered enough energy to rush over like mad dogs, but the disgusting Xiahe village dug a ditch in front of them, so they had to rush into the ditch first and then go up.

However, the bear children in Xiahe Village got Zhu Ping'an's advice, so they stood on the top of the ditch and pushed them when they saw who rushed over.

The brat in Shanghe Village, who had been holding back his energy for a long time, couldn't let it out, and came for revenge aggressively, but was pushed by the brat in Xiahe Village and fell to the ground.

Time passed, and the stick of incense was almost burned out.

The brats from Shanghe Village didn't have much to gain, except for a chubby kid who was pulled down and a brat from Xiahe Village who was lucky enough to rush up. Of course, the little chubby paper that rushed up was soon thrown into the ditch by twenty or thirty brats from Xiahe Village and gnawed a mouthful of mud.

This aroused the anger of the bear kids of Shanghe Village, each of them seemed to have found a way to defeat the enemy, and stopped rushing up, and pulled the bear kids of Xiahe Village by their arms and pulled them down.

For a while, Gulu Gulu ditch was full of bear children, torn into a ball, like mud monkeys one by one.

Sitting on the top of the slope, Zhu Pingan sighed, if the bear children in Shanghe Village discovered this method earlier, they would still have a chance, but unfortunately, it was too late.

A stick of incense has been burned, and the drummer beats the finished cowhide drum.

When the dust settled, Xiahe Village won a big victory. With a gap of ten flags, next year's water can still be watered by Xiahe Village.

"Zhu Ping'an, you are a little rascal. Although you won, it has nothing to do with you. Others are good, you are not! You will hide behind others, not brave at all, and despise you."

The black-bellied little loli led Hua'er, a little girl with buns, and ran up to Zhu Ping'an, puffing her cheeks to the point of contempt for Zhu Ping's personality.

"So what, we won." Zhu Pingan said indifferently.

"It's someone else's credit, and it has nothing to do with you. You are shameless. Others rushed up, just you hiding behind, shrinking your head like a turtle."

The black-bellied little loli stopped talking, and then her pretty face became even more angry, like an angry little toad.

No matter what the little black-bellied loli said while pinching her waist, Zhu Pingan replied with "So what, we won", so the black-bellied little loli became even more angry. If it weren't for the gravitational constraints of the earth, it is estimated that the black-bellied little loli would fly up in anger.