The sky was white again, and the night attack was finally coming to an end.

The warriors of Sanzhai who gave up resistance handed over their weapons, drooped their heads, and were tied together by the warriors of Fenglei Village with long ropes thick at their wrists, and of course, each of them had their hands tied separately.

At this moment, their beloved weapons were neatly stacked in an open space by the warriors of Wind and Thunder Village, like groceries waiting to be sold in the bazaar.

Some of the beast riders withdrew from Sanzhai with their mounts, after all, the smell of blood there was too strong, and the bestiality of some beasts would be difficult to suppress. The rest of the people cleaned up the battlefield, they gathered the bodies of their companions and the corpses of the warriors of Sanzhai together, set up a huge wooden frame in the center of the stockade, poured oil, and finally put their bodies together and burned them, this is the etiquette of the Yunzhou people, every Yunzhou person, no matter which village, should be cremated after his death.

There are also some people who are carefully searching in the village, even if most of the Sanzhai warriors have given up resistance, but it is not excluded that there are still some undead warriors, who are hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity.

On each road leading to the outside of the village, there is a small group of warriors ambushed in the shadows, they want to ensure that no one in the three villages will escape to report to Yunshenzhai, this is the real purpose of their night attack, it is best when all the warriors of Fenglei Village arrive at the gate of Yunshenzhai Dazhai, Lin Fenglei only found that the other villages no longer belong to him.

And on the other side of the "walled gate", the obstacles blocking people from passing have all been cleared, Shu Fenglei slowly walked across the suspension bridge, to go to the back camp, Weng Heilin followed him, the two were whispering something, three warriors walked in front of Shu Fenglei, holding iron rattan shields, carefully observing the surroundings, they are Shu Fenglei's personal soldiers, must be alert to the potential dangers around.

As soon as Shu Fenglei stepped into the back camp, a warrior walked up to him, just bowing and not speaking.

Shu Fenglei didn't look at him, he still walked on his own, and asked as he walked, "How are the casualties?" ”

"Back to the king," the warrior raised his head and followed Shu Fenglei's footsteps, "twenty-four dead, three seriously wounded, five lightly wounded, and one dead. ”

"Dead one?" Shu Fenglei frowned, "If you break in from here, there shouldn't be any casualties, why are there so many casualties?" ”

"After we captured the walled gate, we left four people to defend, and the rest of the people broke in directly, and met a team of warriors from Sanzhai halfway, the leader seemed to be a tooth chief, and we underestimated the enemy, so he took advantage of the loophole, injured three of us, and killed one of us." The samurai who reported did not show a trace of uneasiness because of Shu Fenglei's expression, and still spoke calmly, "But that person has already been killed by us. ”

"Killed?" Shu Fenglei was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I really want to use such a person for me." ”

"We tried, but he didn't want to." The samurai said again.

"Okay, I see, you do what you have to do." Shu Fenglei waved his hand and told the warrior to retreat.

The warrior retreated and turned to leave.

Weng Heilin walked up again, he patted Uncle Fenglei on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Okay, you, you didn't even tell me about such a big thing, when did you send out the Hundred Beast Riders?" ”

"On the night of the Wind Leopard's return." Uncle Fenglei didn't hide it, and said to Weng Heilin directly, "I'm afraid that there is something else in the village that I don't know, and my brother's eyeliner didn't tell you, don't be unhappy." ”

"How come, you made the right decision," Weng Heilin suddenly raised his head and asked, "You and your brother have been ...... for so many years?"

Shu Fenglei smiled bitterly, turned his head to look at Weng Heilin, and said, "Half of Fenglei Village, that's what he deserves, but he's too greedy to even take this part in my hand, but I'm an elder brother, I have to let some younger brothers, and I can't just drag him in front of me and cut off his head with a knife." ”

"But his unsuccessful son is not a thing, it's not good to be his soil emperor, he has to covet my daughter, I won't pursue his bad past, and when he becomes the owner of Yunshen Village in the future, then this kind of wind and thunder village, I'm afraid it will become a little more terrifying than the poisonous dragon swamp."

"So I think it's time for me to take back this half of the Wind Thunder Village."

Weng Heilin rarely didn't interrupt, and said seriously, "Well, it's long overdue." ”

When the sun fully rose, all the gates of the back camp and the upper camp, as well as the warriors who had been confiscated from their weapons, gathered in the center of the village, and Shu Fenglei stood among them and said loudly, "From now on, the front camp, the back camp, and the upper camp will be grouped into one village again, and they all belong to the Wind and Thunder Village, and you are also the people of the Wind and Thunder Village." ”

"As for you," Shu Fenglei looked at the samurai with their heads drooping, "if you want to take refuge in me, then take advantage of the morning, and if you don't take refuge in me, you will be reorganized into a team tomorrow and scattered to various villages to serve as slaves." ”

"Hundreds of beasts ride outside the village to make a pot, as soon as noon is over, immediately pull out!"

After saying this, Shu Fenglei left the crowd under the escort of the guards, and he went straight to the leader of the Hundred Beast Riders, the leader of the Hundred Beasts Rider was named "Jiang", no surname, an orphan, who grew up with the help of the Wind Thunder Family, and now he has become the leader of the Hundred Beast Riders, and he can be regarded as living up to the cultivation of the Wind Thunder Family for him.

Jiang didn't follow his mount, and his mount was supposed to be a beast of prey. Jiang bowed to Shu Fenglei and said, "Wang."

Shu Fenglei nodded slightly and asked, "Ah Jiang, how are the casualties?" ”

"If you return to the king, five hundred beasts will ride five hundred people, and twelve people will be lightly injured." Jiang still owes himself and said respectfully.

"Only minor injuries?" Shu Fenglei asked.

"Only minor injuries." Jiang repeated it again.

Shu Fenglei suddenly laughed, he patted Jiang's shoulder vigorously, and said, "That's right!" This is the strongest of my Wind Thunder Village! The strongest in Yunzhou! ”

In the first battle, the Sanzhai warriors were killed and wounded nearly 200 people, and there were countless minor injuries, while Fenglei Village, only one person was killed and 20 people were injured.

In the twelfth year of Tianfu, at the beginning of July, the wind and thunder village launched an attack on the cloud god village, and the tiger of the wind and thunder village finally showed his claws, this time, he wanted to retake the land that should belong to him, so that the prestige of the wind and thunder village would always resound in Yunzhou.