The Most Romantic of the Three Kingdoms

On the fifth night after Xun Zhen received the order from the county magistrate and instructed everyone in the pavilion to be vigilant, seventeen or eight people were ambushed on an earth mountain in Baiting, more than ten kilometers west of Fanyang Pavilion. The area where they were ambushed was just west of Baiting, and there was a village not far from the mountain.

The wind after the snow is piercingly cold.

The trees used to prevent dust on the official road had lost their leaves early, and the bare branches quivered in the wind. The snow on the wheat fields in the distance has melted a lot, and from a distance, many places have reappeared blue. After the snow has melted, the soil is moist, and the fragrance comes with the wind. Looking far and near, under the night, there is no one in the large tracts of wheat fields. The official road was also empty, and there was not a single pedestrian.

The group of people in ambush on the mountain ranged in age. The oldest looked forty or fifty years old, and the youngest was only seventeen or eighteen. Most of them were short-clothed and sleeved. Swords, or bamboo spears with sticks, and some with bows and arrows. At this moment, I looked around cautiously, sometimes looking at the surrounding movement, sometimes looking at the manor in the distance.

One person looked at it for a long time, then retracted his body, and said to the person in the middle: "Wang family, everyone is gathered, it's already dark, and there is no one on the road. Do you want to do it now?"

The man in the middle was about thirty years old, with a yellow face and a black beard. Hearing this, he glanced down the mountain path and said, "What's the hurry! Although there are not many people in Baiting Tingshe, this is a business with a head start. It's not too late to start until late at night. It took us two days to sneak into Baiting separately, and now that we are all together, we only need to start, so why are we afraid of waiting a little longer?"

"Even later, the door of the manor will be closed!"

The yellow-faced and black-bearded man who was called the "Wang family" glanced at the speaker, pointed to the east, and said, "There is Fanyang Pavilion.... Let me ask you, in this Xixiang, There are three richest families, one is the Gao family in Xiangting, the other is the Feng family in Fanyangting, and the other is the Liu family in Baiting. Why don't we do it in Xiangting and Fanyangting, but come here?"

"The township pavilion is where the governance of the township is located. If you make a move there, you may not be able to escape. The pavilion chief at Fanyang Pavilion, surnamed Xun, leads a hundred and ten people to practice with knives and guns every three or five places, and is still in the pavilion. Running around here and there, it's too loud, we can't afford to provoke it."

"That's right! It's just dark now, and the villagers haven't slept yet. There is nothing to be afraid of in Bo Ting Ting, I think it shouldn't be difficult to win the Liu family, but in case the surnamed Xun in Fan Yang Ting is offended. What are you going to do?"

"Imperial court decree: If there is no dispatch, the pavilion may not go out of the headquarters. Although the surname Xun is numerous and powerful, but there is no order from the county court, even if he knows that we are robbing here, what can he do?  …, The last time we robbed the sand pavilion in Beixiang, and killed Xiao Midnight with a loud shout, wouldn't there be no one in the surrounding pavilions who dared to stand out? Wang family, you are too meticulous!"

——This "Wang Family" is not the name of the black-faced and yellow-bearded person, but an honorific title. People called the family with great business as "home", and sometimes used to call the leader.

These people were the same bandits who robbed Shating in Beixiang a few days earlier. The leader, whose surname was Wang Mingshen, was not a native, but a native of Jiaxian County, a hundred or ten miles to the west. This person is also a good family, with 100 acres of fertile land, but he was hit by a drought three years ago, and last year, he was hit by an epidemic. His parents, wife and children died one after another. For the funeral, the family was wasted. There was no other way. Desperately taking risks, falling grass is a bandit.

Because his family background was good, and he was a generous person. Many villagers were favored by him. Wang was a local surname, and he usually made friends with many young chivalrous and vicious young men. Many people followed him, just like the dozen or so people around him.

Hearing the man's complaint, Wang Shen said, "Although according to the law, the pavilion has no right to cross the border, but what are we doing? 'Group thieves', 'robbing and killing'. We have a lot of people under our command, in case we are caught? I know you are not afraid of death, but it is better to be cautious."

"When will it wait?"

Wang Shen looked at the manor in the distance, the lights in the village were shining brightly, and then he looked at Liluo and pavilions further away, most of which were also out. He said, "When all these lights are out, let's do it again."

"Wait until the lights are all out? I'm afraid that by then, Zhuangzi's door will be closed long ago."

"What if the door is closed? We are so many, afraid that we won't be able to take down a small manor? Didn't we find out earlier? There aren't many guards in the manor at all! ..., relax and be patient. Wait. Stop thinking about it."

The crescent moon is getting into the sky, and the night is getting darker and darker.

It was late at night and the wind was even colder. Lying on the back of the hill for a long time, many people were freezing with snot and numbness in their hands and feet, but under Wang Shen's suppression, no one moved. It was not until around the second watch that Wang Shen said, "Go ahead."

All of them were instantly refreshed, stood up one after another silently, pulled out their weapons, moved their hands and feet a little, then descended the hill, slashed across the fields, and defected to the manor a few miles away.

At this time, the night was deep, and the four fields were silent. Perhaps it was frightened by the crowd, and a resident bird flew low from the field, called out twice, and fluttered its wings away. Everyone was nervous, and some were startled and cursed in a low voice.

Wang Shen turned his face and glared at the cursing man, and said in a low voice, "masked."

Everyone took out the black face towel from their arms one after another, unfolded it in the wind, and covered their faces, only showing their eyes.

"Draw the bow and insert the arrow."

Several people who manipulated/manipulated bows and arrows took out the arrows, held them between their fingers, drew the bowstrings away, and tried a few times. For a while, there was a low "hum" sound.

"This village that I want to take this time, Xiao Chen had sneaked in the day before yesterday, and he checked it clearly. There are more than 20 residents in the village, half of them are disciples, and half are the clan of the Liu family. Although there are many people, but not many What kind of strong guards are really given to us by God! After finishing this order, plus the harvest of Shating a few days ago, everyone will share a point, at least this winter will be able to survive. All cheer me up! "

"promise."

"Wait outside the village gate, Xiao San, Liu Si, Wang Wu, the three of you have quick legs and feet, go over the wall first, and open the village gate. The rest of the people waited for the door to open, and then rushed in with a loud voice. Swords and sticks were in front of you. Bow and arrow are behind. If anyone resists, shoot them!"

"promise."

"..., Wang Liu and Xiao Zhuo, you each bring two people, you don't have to go in, and guard before and after Zhuangzi, one is to prevent people from escaping, the other is to beware of the pavilion and the surrounding liluo who hear the news and come to rescue, three, ten thousand If a villager ties his hands and loses for a while, it’s better to be our backup support.”

The two named agreed: "Yes."

After Wang Shen's instructions were completed, he looked around at everyone, said with a more serious tone, "I have reminded you before coming here. Bai Ting is not worried, neither is the Liu family, but Fan Yang Ting should not be underestimated. Yang Ting, but still, you must not be careless, you must be cautious. When you act later, you must make a quick decision and do not delay. "

Everyone complied softly.

"Just move lightly when you walk, don't show any traces."

Wind pan field, whistling in a low voice.

The crowd walked through the fields, one foot high and the other low, getting closer and closer to the village, and they could already see the outer wall. But seeing the mulberry elm surrounded, the wall is not tall. Zhuangzhong put out the lights, it was dark. There was silence all around.

Wang Shen squinted and watched for a while, and suddenly found a problem, he was suspicious, and his expression changed.

Someone next to him noticed the difference, said "weird" and said, "Xiao Chen, didn't you say that there are no guards in this village? But why is there anyone on the watchtower in the corner?"

Everyone is watching carefully, isn't it?

Another said, "More than one."

Everyone looked at each other and paused. Someone said, "This, this,..." asked Wang Shen, "What should I do?"

Since he was a bandit, Wang Shen has traveled all the way from Jiaxian~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Over the past year, he has done many cases, some robbed Dao, some hostages, and some robbed Zhuangzi. How many people, who have long been gangsters and are very courageous, he snorted, glared at the "Xiao Chen" who was following him, and said in his heart, "Come back and settle the account with you!" He clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and said viciously, "The treasure is right in front of us. Even if we have a few more guards, how can we not get in? Even the thief in Beixiang Shating was killed by us, not to mention that this is just a Zhuangzi?"

The desire for profit smears the eyes of the people. One person lowered his voice and said, "Yes, don't you just have a few more guards? What's there to be afraid of! It's the one who killed his mother! We dare to besiege the pavilion in Shating, Beixiang, let alone this shabby village?  … , came all the way, and waited for two days and one night in the cold weather, you can't come back empty-handed!"

"That's right, wealth is at risk! It's true that there are a few more guards, but there are many pavilions far and near here, except for Xiangting and Fanyang Pavilion, this Baiting Liu family is rich and easy to fight, and Xiao Chen's investigation is wrong. Now, what can we do? We can't let it go easily! As the Wang family said, if this deal can be done, we won't have to open it again until the spring of next year."

Someone pulled Wang Shen's sleeve and asked, "Wang family, is this a fight?" Everyone stopped talking and focused their attention on him. Wang Shen gritted his teeth and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Look, although they put a few people on the watchtower, they were not vigilant, and they didn't even light up the lights. Look at the figures of these people, they are all lying on the stage, they should be sleeping.  … , if you are not prepared, this Zhuangzi will definitely be defeated."

After listening to his analysis, everyone agreed, and even those who were apprehensive, all returned to fighting spirit. Someone asked: "So?"

"beat!"

Wang Shen took the lead and led the crowd to crawl outside the village. He raised his hand and waved it down, saying, "Come on the wall!"