Inside the mountain, hundreds of people were surrounding the bonfire, and there were many women around the bonfire, all of them wearing silver leaf hats on their heads, and silver leaves hanging around their necks, some of them were roasting meat next to the fire, and some women were preparing other food and drink.

Those young girls, holding hands, dancing, looking at the strong men on the opposite side, which of them fancied one of them, they would sing mountain songs, and throw the bamboo filled with wine, as long as the man took it, and drank the wine, it represented the acceptance of the woman's mind, of course, there are also men who can take the initiative.

"Drink a sip of tea from you Ask you a question, how old is this girl in front of you this year?" The men opened their mouths and sang, one by one elated, their eyes swept over the girls opposite, looking for their prey, and the girls on the opposite side all sang to each other at this time: "Drink tea, drink tea, where do you have so many words, this girl in front of me is already eighteen!" ”

No one has thrown out the bamboo tube yet, everyone looks at the men's and women's teams, and looks at who doesn't know who can look at each other, and form a pair.

"Drink your two sips of tea, ask you two words, the beautiful little sister is eighteen years old, does she have a mother-in-law?" The men's team continued to sing.

"Drink tea, drink tea, where do you talk so much, my sister lives in Shanyi, and now I don't have my mother-in-law's house." The women's team sang.

"Drink three sips of tea from you, ask you three words, the little brother wants to please the younger sister, the younger sister is like a flower!"

"Drink tea, drink tea, where do you talk so much, my sister is young now, and I have to ask my parents about marriage."

"Qiao Mei'er, look, someone is throwing a bamboo tube!" A woman suddenly saw a bamboo tube fly out of the men's team, and she didn't know who threw it, and when the first bamboo tube was thrown, the whole audience began to heckle.

"Really? Who threw it? ”

"I didn't see it clearly. By the way, why hasn't Brother Dong come back yet? ”

"I heard Brother Cong Ping say that he was drunk at the bottom of the mountain, and he stayed at the bottom of the mountain, and he should come back tomorrow." When Qiao'er mentioned Brother Dong, she was both happy and shy.

"Yo yo, are we shy?"

"Auntie! You know how to bully people. ”

The woman who received the bamboo tube hesitated for a moment, then opened the bamboo tube and took a sip of wine, at this time a man from the men's team stood up, ran to the woman's side excitedly, took the woman's hand, the woman lowered her head shyly, and followed the man out of the team.

But the whole duet continues, because there are other people looking for their own marriage.

The same night sky, two worlds, because there are two moods.

Compared with the noisy happiness of the duet between men and women over there, the people around the old patriarch here, are extremely sad.

Because some of the people they went down the mountain today did not come back, they had already died at the foot of the mountain, and they also brought news that Zhang Xianzhong was going to coerce them all into his team, in fact, the old patriarch also got this news today, and it was sent by the tribe next to him.

The old patriarch stirred the fire with a burning stick, and the old hand picked up a small wooden stick with sparks, lit the smoke pot, and took two puffs, and the dry smoke slowly came out of his mouth.

"Old patriarch, these people are really hateful, much more hateful than the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, they even killed the toast, and they want us to be thieves, the deception is too great!" A strong man said angrily, folding a small wooden stick in his hand and making a snapping sound.

"Yes, Patriarch, what are we going to do? Do you really let our people go out of the mountains to fight against the heavenly soldiers of the Ming Dynasty? We have lived in this mountain for generations, and we have been hunters for generations, and now we are forced to go out to fight, even the Ming court has never treated us like this! Otherwise, if they dare to enter the mountains, we will kill their people! "These clansmen have been suppressed for too long, one by one resentful, if they can live, they will not choose to resist, but now Zhang Xianzhong wants them to leave the mountains and forests to be thieves, of course they don't want to, in their opinion, this is a dead end, and it is a disaster of extermination!

Everyone looked at the old patriarch, waiting for the old patriarch's decision, the old patriarch smoked a dry cigarette, pondering there, the life and death of the entire clan depended on his decision.

"If we really want to join the team of thieves, it will be a disaster of extermination, but how can we fight against such a small number of people, there are more than 10,000 of them!" Qin Congping said, everyone was silent, this strength is too disparity, and resisting is indeed equivalent to death.

Qin Congping touched Qin Rui, who was already asleep, and looked at his son, on the mountain road today, he was already so tired that he fell asleep, he could bear everything, if he left, what should he do with such a young child? He has not yet learned to hunt, and he will not make a living in the mountains.

"Patriarch, if we don't resist, we will definitely be dead, but we still have a chance to resist and have a chance to live, we grow in this mountain, this is our home, the mountain god will bless us, if those thieves dare to come, we will kill them all!" The other strong man was resolute, and the last scene he looked back at today was watching those thieves show off Chen Dong's head there, that kind of scene was too bloody for him to forget.

"Does Qiao Mei'er know that Brother Dong is dead?" The old patriarch suddenly asked.

"I don't know yet, we didn't dare to talk about it, we just said that Brother Dong was drunk at the bottom of the mountain and will come back tomorrow!" Qin Congping said, looking worried and sad in his heart.

"What will I do tomorrow if I have hidden it today? If you hide it from tomorrow, what will you do the day after tomorrow? Hide it like this every day? ”

Everyone didn't say a word, everyone was uncomfortable, and they all felt sorry for Qiao Meier.

The old patriarch seemed to have made up his mind, knocked his own cigarette pot on the stone, and shouted: "Today we endure it, tomorrow we can still endure it, but we can't endure it for a lifetime, even if we die, we will bite off a piece of their flesh, let them know that our hunters in the mountains are not easy to mess with!" If they don't let us live, they will die, and we will resist to the end! Only by making them scared can we live, and even if we can't live, our descendants can live here in peace and security! Spread it on, gather all the men, sharpen all the swords for me, and if the people under the mountain dare to come up the mountain, we will fight them! ”

"Fight, fight, fight!" One by one, the men stood up, slapped their chests, and roared excitedly.

On the second day, sure enough, someone in the middle of the mountain banged the gong and shouted: "The eight kings have an order, all the men go down the mountain, the eight kings have an order, all the men go down the mountain!" These voices spread throughout the mountains and valleys, in the middle of the mountains, drifting in the wind.

"Look, right there, Chen Dong's body is actually hanging there by them, these people are really hateful!" Qin Congping looked at a small military camp in the distance, and at the gate of the camp, Chen Dong's head was hanging high.

The terrain here is very uneven, either high mountains or valleys, and it is difficult for the military camps to be gathered together, and they are all divided into small camps.

"When it's night, we'll snatch Dong Ge'er's head back and kill all these people!" Qin Congping took his clansmen and hid in the bushes on the mountain, since they decided to resist, they had no scruples, they wanted to snatch back the corpses of their clansmen, and they wanted revenge.

It was getting dark.

The soldiers in the camp also finished eating and resting, Qin Congping slowly approached with people, and there were three or two soldiers who were on guard, but this did not bother them at all, because they were originally hunters.

Whoosh

Qin Congping and they put a few arrows, and the soldiers who were on guard were silently shot and fell to the ground, and they sneaked into the camp.

"Kill them all!" At this time, Qin Congping shouted.

"Kill them all!" The clansmen all roared along, although their weapons were rudimentary, but this did not affect their combat effectiveness in the slightest, and they were all imposing.

Some of the tribesmen, armed with spears and swords, went to the tents.

"Someone steals the camp, someone steals the camp!" The peasant army, alert, spotted the hunters in the mountains attacking and began to scream.

Soon the whole camp began to fight, although the peasant army was numerous, but they were defenseless, at this time someone suddenly appeared in the tent, they were not only afraid, but the fate of being killed.

Outside the tent, a pair of hunters were tapping their oilcloth-wrapped archery and swishing out.

The sound of killing is everywhere, and the flames are soaring!

There are about 1,000 people in this camp, and they are all people from the old camp, and the most important thing is that Sun Kewang is here.

Sun Kewang has fallen asleep, they have been camping here for almost a year, after the battle of Anlu County, their team was greatly injured, Zhang Xianzhong was also seriously injured, almost died, and then Zhang Xianzhong took the team to hide here, they have been here to recuperate, there are also some small tribes and small toasts around, but no one dares to resist their army, and it has always been safe and sound.

Who would have thought that someone would cut the camp tonight and kill him by surprise, but Sun Kewang is not an ordinary general, he did not panic at all, although the outside has become a pot of porridge, the fire is shining, he put on his armor, raised his banner, and stood in front of his camp tent, so that more and more people gathered under Sun Kewang's command.

When the number of people reached about two hundred, Sun Kewang began to attack, although two hundred people were small, but it was enough, to deal with those wilderness mountain people, those people would only fight alone, where would they fight!

"Kill them all!" Sun Kewang followed behind the team and drove the team towards Qin Congping's clansmen.

Qin Congping saw that the peasant army had stopped the resistance, and he had already obtained Chen Dong's head, so he ordered a retreat, he whistled to retreat, and the figure was like a bird and beast in the mountains.

Soon, the mountain dwellers retreated into the mountains like a tidal wave and disappeared into the night sky, hearing only the strange whistles they uttered.