Chapter 90: Pressing Step by Step 2

"No, there's a fire there, a team of torches!" The soldier who called the police said urgently.

At this time, many people saw that not far from their hiding place, a fire dragon was rushing up and coming towards their hiding place, obviously chasing their army.

Yang Keshi struggled to stand up, ordered people to go to the front to investigate, and asked everyone to be on guard. Soon, another soldier came to report that there was also a Liao army in the southwest with torches and went up the mountain.

Looks like this is blocking them up here and destroying them all.

In the cottage, although the officers and soldiers had just been killed in the morning, first, the hundreds of officers and soldiers did not attack the cottage, and secondly, only one or two people were injured in the cottage, and the people in the cottage did not take it to heart at all, but praised the cottage that Zhou Nan took them to build, and they were no longer afraid of thieves in the future, only Zhou Nan himself smiled bitterly, originally just wanted to be able to hide in this mountain and live a quiet life, who knew that the first wave attracted the officers and soldiers. Now that the officers and soldiers are retreating, they will come again when they think of it one day.

But he was worried because he was worried, but he didn't want to say it, so that these people would be frightened. After noon, all the people in the stockade were as usual.

Lao Zheng Tou had already returned home, and these days he went from house to house, looking for more than a dozen families who made their own wine, saying that they wanted to buy wine, and the price given was the same as outside. Except for a few households who are greedy for wine and refuse to sell, other households are willing to sell to Lao Zhengtou, and the people in the mountains never thought that someone would buy the wine they brewed, and the price was fair.

In this way, Lao Zheng Tou successively collected thirty or fifty jars of wine, all of which were piled up outside the steaming room, and the person who delivered the wine received the money immediately. As these people who got the money went back and chatted with the neighbors, it spread ten, and more, and more winemakers came to ask Lao Zheng Tou about buying wine. Lao Zheng Tou asked Zhou Xing to keep a special account, and the money to buy wine came from the ten yuan he got back from the last time he bought wine. Shen Ding has now become a professional wine steamer, staying in the wine steaming room every day, it was not a tiring job, Shen Ding has become a person, but he can't do without people. From the moment he received the home-brewed wine, Shen Ding began to steam the wine. The careful Shen Ding asked what the wine sent by each family was made of, and then wrote it on the wine jar. When steaming the wine, Shen Ding strictly followed the recipe used in the last Lao Zheng Tou's steaming wine, and it was also a jar of fruit wine and two jars of grain wine to be steamed together. After steaming out the first pot, Shen Ding was still not at ease, so he specially invited Lao Zheng Tou and Zhou Nan to taste it, and Lao Zheng Tou took out the remaining jar of steamed wine last time and compared it with the taste, and the three of them felt that the steamed wine this time tasted the same as last time.

Today, even Shen Ding was transferred to the wall to help guard the wall. Fortunately, it was over soon, Shen Ding cleaned up and went back to the steaming room, where there was still a pot of wine steaming, and it was estimated that the fire would have been extinguished by now.

Lao Zheng Tou then went back, he wanted to see when he could prove that he could produce twenty jars of wine, so that he could send someone to Yanjing, since it was a good deal, of course he had to do it well.

For several days, Gao Yuan shouted that he would go to Yanjing to deliver wine this time, and this kid watched others go down the mountain to Yanjing, and he thought about it quietly, and he also wanted to go to Yanjing to play. Zhou Nan didn't want to go, but Gao Yuan somehow asked Zhou Nan to accompany him to Yanjing, saying that he wanted Zhou Nan to go out and have a good time.

Today's trip happened, Lao Zheng Tou didn't take it to heart, this person's temperament is different from the Song people, and he can't figure out his joy and anger.

In the afternoon, Gao Yuan led a group of young people to slaughter all the war horses that could not be cured, cut the meat into large pieces, and piled up a large pile like a hill. The offal and meat that can be eaten, Gao Yuan asked each family to come to the side of the family protection society Xinshan Temple to receive meat, and each household can get a large piece of meat. It can be regarded as compensation for the people in the cottage.

As for the two injured and the one who was killed by the arrow, Lao Zhengtou, Gao Yuan, and Zhou Nan unanimously agreed to withdraw their property from the public treasury to comfort them.

The dinner of the soldiers of the Guardian Society is also horse meat and bone broth, plus steamed cakes that have just been made. The entire cottage people had almost forgotten the attack of the official army in the morning.

Try to do a good job of appeasing after the fact, I hope this kind of thing will not happen again, Zhou Nan always felt in his heart that such a result was brought by himself.

Gao Yuan is just the opposite, if this is the case, what is there to fear when the official army comes? Munching steamed cakes and stewed horse meat, Gao Yuan smiled and talked to the people around him, joking, and everyone was talking about the joy of guarding the village today.

In this mountain, they are the kings here.

In the dark, Yang Keshi thought, there is no shelter here, only the front of the gate of the village under the slope can be resisted by the terrain, with his back against the wall, although he is trapped, but he has a good position. Moreover, looking at the shape of the cottage wall, it is similar to the wall of their Song Dynasty, but it is not like the city wall of the Fanren. Perhaps, there are Han people in the cottage.

Having made up his mind, Yang Keshi beckoned the soldiers to come to the cottage on the road and lean over silently, and they wanted to escape before the two groups of Liao soldiers trapped them on the slope.

The soldiers dragged their tired bodies and followed their commanders up the hill without complaining. Having experienced the battlefield, they all understand that only by closely following the main general and obeying orders can they live a better life. In every squad, there will be a team deputy at the end, and if anyone dares to leave the team, it is one word: chop. As a soldier in the Song Dynasty, if you are not careful, according to military discipline, your head will fall off. For example, those who retreat first in battle, those who flee their backs, those who refuse to obey their orders, those who abandon their commanders in battle, and those who have already injected arrows into their bows and crossbows but turn back, all of these are beheaded, and even if someone shoots three arrows, and you only shoot two arrows, you will also be beheaded. Besides, they ruled Lord Yang but was wounded by an arrow, but they still fought to the death, and they were the same as them and rushed such a long way, what else did they complain about?

Yang Keshi led people down the hillside to the north, and when he arrived at the top of the slope, he found that there was a valley in the north, and there was a gentle slope down from here, and in the valley under the gentle slope was a group of cavalry with torches, which seemed to be the Liao cavalry chasing them. Yang Keshi: It is impossible for them to escape from here.

On the hillside to the north of the cavalry is the walled wall that he still wants to rely on just now, it is a stone walled wall that winds east and west, although it is not the regulation of the army to set up the village, but there is also a suspension bridge, arrow tower, the wall is also heavily guarded, although there are few soldiers on the wall, but they are all strong and strong, everyone holds a bow, and stands on the wall. There was no light on the wall, but the torches of the Liao people under the slope had illuminated the surroundings as bright as day. More and more Liao cavalry gathered with bright blades.