Bashan Tiger was in the Zhongyi Hall, eating and drinking with a few powerful subordinates, and the ticket in Linxian County grabbed a lot of things, which made him feel good.

Not long after, one of his subordinates ran in and asked, "Master Hu, do you want to get some wine and meat for those people in Jiuji Mountain?" ”

"Ass!"

Without waiting for Bashan Tiger to answer, a one-eyed man next to him threw the meat and bones on the ground: "There is no use for that sick seedling fart in Jiuji Mountain, so don't waste wine and meat for the tiger master." ”

"Okay."

The men laughed in response.

Bashanhu said slowly: "Get them some dry food, and bring some bones and meat scraps, and the wine will be free." ”

"Yes."

The man hurried out.

The one-eyed man frowned: "Master Tiger, ...... the gang in Jiuji Mountain?"

Bashanhu waved his hand to interrupt him, and said unhurriedly: "Didn't we make an appointment with Tongtianzhu and Li Biaofeng in Linxian County to join forces to take Mengjiazhuang on the first day of next month?" When the time comes, let the gang of Jiuji Mountain take their lives to fill the gatehouse in Mengjiazhuang, and let them eat for a few more days. ”

"That's right, the gatehouse in Mengjiazhuang, if you don't have one or two hundred lives to fill it in, you can't beat it, so let the waste in Jiuji Mountain fill it up with those newcomers."

"You're a pig's head."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The one-eyed man touched his head and smirked.

Bashanhu picked up the big bowl and took a sip of the soju in the bowl.

There was something he didn't tell his subordinates, the one surnamed Qin in Jiuji Mountain was folded in the hands of Tongtianzhu and Li Biaofeng.

He also went to Linxian and got acquainted with those two people.

First of all, Tongtianzhu invited the surnamed Qin to go to Zijin Liang together, but the surname Qin did not agree, but Li Biaofeng, the second leader of Jiuji Mountain, hit it off with Tongtianzhu, and the two joined forces to break Jiuji Mountain and take the grain from the village to Zijin Liang to worship the mountain.

Bashanhu also heard that the surname Qin's ability is not small, more than 200 people faced the internal and external attacks of nearly 1,000 people and horses, and they were able to lead more than 30 people to kill from the encirclement, and they were stabbed dozens of times without dying.

Those 30 or so old bandits are also too tough, and they all have the ability to do the best.

And Tongtianzhu and Li Biaofeng broke more than 400 horses in their lives, which made their hearts hurt so much that they still hate the surname Qin to the core.

Ba Shanhu carefully summed it up, and told the two people that the one surnamed Qin was in his own stockade, and promised that as long as the two people helped him to fight Mengjiazhuang, he would give the heads of the people surnamed Qin and the thirty or so old bandits of Jiujishan with both hands.

Tongtianzhu and Li Biaofeng agreed, and the two sides agreed to join forces to take the Meng family on the first day of October.

When the time comes, he can not only take the money and food of the Meng family, but also sell the two of them for a favor, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

The more Bashan Tiger thought about it, the happier he became, and he picked up the big bowl and took another sip of wine.

At this time, one of his subordinates ran in in a panic: "Master Hu, it's not good, Master Kui was killed by the person surnamed Qin in Jiuji Mountain." ”

"What?"

Bashan Tiger stood up vigorously.

"The Kui Ye and the guy surnamed Qin were slashed in the neck by a knife surnamed Qin, and now they are out of breath."

"Damn it, this is stepping on Lao Tzu's head."

Bashanhu threw the big bowl and ran out angrily.

……

The hundreds of bandits in Huangcong Mountain have already surrounded the more than 30 old bandits in Jiuji Mountain.

The people of Jiuji Mountain held the torches that had just been lit, formed a small circle, tilted their heads, and looked at the hundreds of people in Huangcong Mountain with disdain.

Qin Chuan is in the circle, and he is arranging a route for his subordinates, if he really does it for a while, he will first set fire to that large area of the ground, take advantage of the fire to tear up the people of Huangcong Mountain, and let go of his hands and feet to kill him in the dark.

As for whether he could survive, he didn't have much hope, in the battle of Jiuji Mountain, two hundred old bandits sent them out with their lives, and in the end, only more than 30 people survived.

Unless, Bashan Tiger doesn't turn his face with them.

As soon as it was arranged, I saw a bald strong man with triangular eyes and hooked nose squeezed out of the crowd, which was Bashan Tiger.

"The surname is Qin, what the do you mean? Lao Tzu is kind enough to take you in, but you dare to kill my brother? ”

As soon as Bashanhu entered the arena, he asked sharply with a gloomy face.

Qin Chuan arched his hand and said, "Master Hu, why don't you ask your people, how did Hu Sankui's son of a son humiliate me?" I just picked a beam with him, according to the rules of the road, life and death have their own destiny, and no one can interfere, but your people have surrounded me, I want to ask the tiger master, what does this mean? ”

"How the fuck do you dare to be so hard in the wild?" The one-eyed man copied the ghost head knife, and was about to rush up with an angry curse.

Bashanhu grabbed him, turned his head and asked the person next to him, "What's the matter?" ”

The bandit next to him hesitated for a moment, and then told what had happened.

After hearing this, Bashanhu secretly scolded Hu Sankui, a fool who doesn't have long eyes, just his three-legged cat ability, and dare to fight with the surname Qin?

According to the rules of the road, since the two sides are picking the beams, others cannot interfere, if they fight directly without morality, once it spreads, the reputation will definitely not be good.

Bashanhu has a good face and a high heart, and he has always cared about his reputation, and if he interferes in this matter, he will definitely ruin his face.

What's more, if you want to take down the gang of Jiuji Mountain, the price must be not small, just pay dozens of brothers, and if he burns the village, it will not be cost-effective.

It's better to let the surnamed Qin live a few more days, and it's not too late to kill him when he fights Mengjiazhuang.

Thinking of this, Bashan Tiger made a straight face, looked around with cold eyes, and said angrily: "It's all for Lao Tzu to listen to, who will dare to humiliate his brother with his sisters in the future, Lao Tzu will be the first to chop him!" ”

"Hu Sankui and others pick Liangzi, it is his own grievances, according to the rules of the road, life and death have their own destiny, and if he dies, he can only blame him for not having the ability, and now, they are all scattered by Lao Tzu!"

As soon as he heard this, the one-eyed man was anxious: "The ...... of the big boss"

"Are you deaf? It's all scattered for Lao Tzu! ”

The one-eyed man opened his mouth, but finally had to lower his head, curse unwillingly, and then turned his head and left.

The other Huangcong Mountain thieves also dispersed in the scolding.

……

Since the big boss killed Hu Sankui, the old bandits in Jiuji Mountain have come back in spirit, and they know that the big boss is still the arrogant one.

Their food has also improved a bit, and they have eaten a little bit of meat and bones that day, and half a bowl of dry every day after that.

However, their situation did not get better, and Bashan Hu sent more than a hundred people to live around them, keeping an eye on them all the time.

Qin Chuan has been thinking about a question: how can we change the current situation.

If you die in a bandit's den, it will be too embarrassing.

He wanted to find a place to gain a foothold, rob while farming, give full play to the expertise of these old bandits in Jiuji Mountain, be a professional robber, and continue to accumulate strength through robbery.

The objects of robbery can be those moth-like gentry and imperial relatives in the late Ming Dynasty, or those rogues who plundered everywhere.

Even, it can be a slave who has entered the customs several times and plundered it.

There is nothing to say about Jiannu who slaughtered all the way after entering the customs, rob his mother, and kill his mother again.

Until then, he has to get rid of the Bashan Tiger first.

He killed the people of Bashan Hu, and there was no room for them in this place.

Without waiting for Qin Chuan to come up with a reason, Bashan Tiger sent someone to spread a few words: On the first day of October, Mengjiazhuang was taken, and the tiger master named the people of Jiujishan to take the lead and seize the gatehouse of Mengjiazhuang.

As soon as Bashanhu's people left, a little old man named Lao Huang grinned with a big yellow tooth and smirked: "The big boss, the Meng family's gatehouse can't be beaten, I'm Lou annoying, I used to work as a long-term worker in the Meng family, their gatehouse can be high, there are firearms there, there are not two or three hundred lives piled up, and the plan can't be beaten, Bashanhu asked us to hit the gatehouse, is to let us go to death." ”

Luo Da Niu slapped him on the door of the head: "Knowing that Bashan Tiger asked us to send us to death, why are you still smirking?" ”

Lao Huang still smiled innocently: "As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person, don't be angry, you don't have to be angry, you can't ......live long if you are angry."

"You don't fucking live long." Luo Da Niu kicked over again.

Lao Huang rubbed his buttocks, and grinned with his big yellow teeth: "My mother lived to be seventy-three years old before dying......"

"Alright, alright."

Qin Chuan waved his hand impatiently, interrupted the two of them, and said, "Lao Huang, tell me what the situation is like for the Meng family. ”

"Okay."

Lao Huang grinned and spoke.

The Meng family is a big family that Lou Fu said, and he is also a family with the Fan family of Jiexiu, and he has been in business with the Fan family for decades, and his family background is very solid, but the defense of Mengjiazhuang is also very strong.

Master Meng has trained more than 100 people in the village, most of them are miners and tenants in their mines, there are dozens of nurses in the village, plus long-term workers, young Zhuang people, etc., there are about 300 people who can hold knives, not counting the old and young women and children, and the people in the Lou Fu Inspection Department are also from their families, and they all live in the village on weekdays.

That Zhuangzi is built by the mountain, the terrain is dangerous, the only way to enter and exit is only the gate and a slope road, the courtyard wall is three zhang high, there is a trench six feet deep, there are two watchtowers and two horse faces, the most firmly defended is the gatehouse that is about four zhang high, close to a total of two floors, the roof is full of stone and rolling wood, there are eight arrow holes on the second floor, I heard that there are several firearms inside.

Fighting such a gatehouse, two hundred dead people may not be able to take it, Bashanhu just wants them to send them to death to fill the head.

After listening to Lao Huang's words, Qin Chuan fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at a scholar standing and pretending to be forced at the door of the nest.

That was his military advisor, named Song Zhiting, who was one of the people in this group with a relatively normal IQ.

Seeing Qin Chuan looking at him, Song Zhiting shook his head and said, "According to Xiaosheng's opinion, the eldest husband should be able to bend and stretch, regardless of the subtleties, it may not be impossible to escape from the battle." ”

"Bashan Tiger has three hundred fast horses, how can you run on two legs?"

Qin Chuan said angrily, thinking that you are also a fucking military advisor, can't you take some constructive suggestions? At the beginning, it was Bashan Tiger who you suggested to vote for Bashan Tiger.

Seeing that the military advisor was also unreliable, Qin Chuan had to rub his head and frown and think.

You can't escape, and the pursuit of three hundred fast horses can gnaw away all of his people one by one.

The only way to survive is to fight Mengjiazhuang.

It is best to turn this crisis into a good opportunity to get rid of the Bashan Tiger and gain a foothold.

As for fighting Mengjiazhuang, we must not be reckless, we can only outwit.

Outwit, outwit ......

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Strategist, do you know how to ink and wash?"

Song Zhiting stroked a few sparse beards and sighed: "Xiao Sheng was addicted to the art of danqing back then, so he couldn't get the title of the gold list. ”

"Okay."

Qin Chuan slapped his thigh: "Lao Huang, you go and tell the people of Bashanhu, as long as you give us a piece of silk and ten fast horses, we can help him take down the Meng family's gatehouse, and he doesn't need to fill in the head." ”

"Okay."

Lao Huang smirked and went out.

"Big boss, isn't Bashan Tiger afraid that we will run? Will you give those ten fast horses? ”

"He is willing to give the best, even if he refuses to give, I can still take you to take the Meng family's gatehouse, and even ...... We can take this opportunity to make a comeback. ”