As for the remaining green hands, they no longer have their usual arrogance, and they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Things have come to this point, and these green hands are ready to kill the children of the young and strong salters.

The young and strong salters, who were already completely red-eyed, could easily spare them, rushed up, and smashed all these young hands to death with the rake and bamboo gun in their hands.

Only one or two of these green hands were relatives of the same clan in the three Yanding villages, and the others were all outsiders.

Those one or two were the green hands of relatives of the same clan, and after seeing their own relatives, it was useless to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. This kind of relatives who want to kill their own children, no one will let them go, and they will not be merciful because they are relatives.

After a long time, the green hands and the old guards of the border pass all turned into corpses, and those green hands who were seriously injured and wailed in the mud became the objects of venting for the young and strong salt dings.

None survived, all turned into a cold corpse.

Next, what to do with these corpses is a very serious matter.

After all, there are more than 200 corpses, and once they are not handled well, the three Yanding villages will be implicated.

Fortunately, the head of the county government with a dozen or so officials had already hid out, and they didn't know where to go to drink tea, waiting for the winning side to send them silver.

As for the number of dead and wounded, the squad leaders and officials who were accustomed to seeing clan fights even made a bet in cold blood.

Wang Laiping glanced at Wang Youzhen, who was silent, and walked to the side of Patriarch Jiao, just about to confess.

Before he could speak, Patriarch Jiao scolded with a smile and said, "Old man, when I was at the border gate, I was a border soldier for half my life. ”

"I don't want you to explain this matter to a young man who has never been on the battlefield, the old man will take the young people of the three villages to deal with this matter."

Wang Laipin laughed, said that it was the fault of the juniors, and then immediately rushed towards the house on the small wharf with thirty villagers.

In addition, there were fifty or sixty young and strong salters, all of whom were hired by Wang Lai as auxiliaries to transport food and drink to the villagers.

In addition, if the house of the small wharf occupies a relatively large area, these fifty or sixty young and strong salters will also be responsible for monitoring the people of the house of the small wharf.

Wang Lai's appointment to dispose of the corpses of the green hands delayed some time, and this time was used to rest for the homesick braves. I don't know if a group of people will suddenly appear next and give the villagers a surprise attack.

It is necessary to let Xiang Yong maintain a relatively abundant physical strength and have the ability to adapt at any time.

After all, with the insidiousness of the green hand shopkeeper, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

Wang Laipin is not Zhuge Liang, who knows astronomy and geography, nor does he have the perspective of God as Wang Youzhen said.

In the absence of knowing the specific arrangement of the green hand shopkeeper, I know all the arrangements made by the green hand shopkeeper.

Even if you know the arrangements of the green hand shopkeeper, those arrangements are not necessarily true, and it is very likely that they are confusing news released by the opponent.

Why is it easy to get a thousand troops?

Wang Laipin has never been trained in the battlefield, and he didn't know much about it in the past.

After reading Taizu's Art of War, he absorbed Taizu's experience in commanding troops and fighting in his life.

Wang Laipin solved the confusion in his heart for many years.

If you want to truly become a famous player who wins all battles, it is not how good this famous player is.

Instead, they can make the most correct judgment on the battlefield and lead the whole army to make the most correct decision from the multitude of news that is true and false.

This time, Wang Laipin did not deliberately chase after him, and he may not be able to catch up.

On the one hand, it is to give the villagers plenty of rest, and on the other hand, it is to release some true and false news to the green hand shopkeeper.

As for whether the other party could make the most accurate judgment, Wang Laipin looked at the direction of the small pier and smiled.

If he really had this talent, where would he be a green shopkeeper in this poor and remote Yu'er Town.

I have long gone to the border to become a guerrilla general and a general.

When the villagers were almost rested, Wang Laiping arranged for them to drink the salted cold white open, and this time the order was issued: "Go, the target is the house of the shopkeeper of the green hand." ”

After receiving the order, the villagers trotted towards the house of the blue-handed shopkeeper with neat steps and serious expressions.

Qingzhuang Yanding followed behind, and felt inexplicably relieved when he saw the children's neat steps.

Some young and strong salters thought it was very neat and good-looking, and they followed it up.

In their eyes, it is very simple and neat, but it is very difficult to really do.

has been near the house of the green hand shopkeeper, and he has not learned one, two, or three.

Arriving at the front of the door of the green hand shopkeeper's house, the door was locked without accident.

There is no need to guess the situation inside, it is estimated that it has been blocked by the frightened green hand shopkeeper at this time.

Glancing at Wang Youzhen beside him, Wang Youzhen arched his hand and smiled: "I'm just a small soldier under your command now, and the decision to fight is up to the third uncle." ”

Wang Laipin nodded, and immediately gave the order: "Line tactics to fire, stop after hearing my Z order." ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang. ”

The sound of flintlock firing was immediately remembered in front of the door of the house, and the smell of gunpowder began to fill the air.

In the house.

The blue-handed shopkeeper was dragged by several border guards, and after running into the house, he was so tired that he collapsed.

Lying on the ground like a dead dog, he barely stood up with the help of his friends at home.

Soon sat down on an officer's hat chair that had been moved, and poured tea with trembling hands.

Before he could take a few sips of tea and rest for long.

Outside the gate, there was soon a continuous sound of birds.

Where did the embarrassed blue-handed shopkeeper still have the composure of the past, his hands trembled, and the fine porcelain teacup fell to the ground.

At this time, I didn't have time to feel distressed, and looked at Lao Liu beside me with trepidation.

Lao Liu is worthy of being an old pawn who survived from the border pass, and after drinking a few scoops of well water, he said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll go up first to see the situation." ”

After saying this, Lao Liu arranged for several other border guards to start rectifying all the available manpower in the house, holding the bows, arrows, and birds in the treasury for defense.

Lao Liu quietly walked up to the wall alone, and observed the situation outside from this wall, which was built like a dungeon.

Let him see that Xiang Yong outside was just emptying his gun, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party also seemed to be intimidating them, and kept emptying their guns there.

When Lao Liu saw this, he couldn't help but scold contemptuously: "In the end, it's a chick who hasn't been on the battlefield!" ”