Changbai Mountain in early winter is undulating, like a dormant dragon.

Most of the leaves of the trees in the mountains and forests are bare, and the trees are bare, and the mountains also look gray.

The pioneer battalion of bandits is like a long snake, winding through the mountains and wilderness.

Every five miles of marching, Luo Cheng would order the whole army to rest for a while, and every ten miles of marching, a big break. Only marching forty miles a day, this is Luo Cheng's order.

It's too fast, he is afraid of being ambushed, and he is afraid that this newly integrated new army will be disjointed.

"Old Five, the soldiers are fast, let's march slowly and swaggeringly, the bandits in this mountain have long been able to detect the movement, isn't this a startling snake?"

"If we march like this, who will we kill, and we will not run out of all of them."

Luo Cheng ignored his impatience and said slowly, "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, remember, this time we are not going into the mountains to raid, but a large-scale encirclement and suppression." So it doesn't matter if you don't fight the grass and scare the snake, anyway, the monks can't run away from the temple, so let's sweep it everywhere first, and destroy the reclusive villages and the nests of those thieves one by one. ”

"But if they run away?"

"Where are you going? Running away in the mountains and hiding somewhere else? What are you afraid of, break its lair and thieves first, and the thieves will have no place to hold. If they ran out of the mountain, there would already be a six-way army outside, and they would have just thrown themselves into the net. ”

The fourth child was very dissatisfied when he heard this, but he had no choice but to go back to his hook and sickle team.

On the afternoon of entering the mountains, the scouts had already come to report that they had found a village in front of them.

"According to the information we have found before, as well as the situation that has just been reconnoitred on the spot, there are about 200 people gathered in this village, and there are mainly some fugitive hidden households in the village, and there is also a group of bandits, about twenty or thirty people. This group of thieves controls this small village, but the relationship with the fugitives is not bad. ”

It sounds strange, but it's true.

Those bandits often come out to rob, but they will not rob the fugitives in this village, on the contrary, they are still in a symbiotic relationship.

The fugitives farm and hunt here, and the bandits go down the mountain to rob, they will sell some of the production tools they have looted to the fugitives, they will also buy food from the fugitives to eat, and even absorb some fresh blood from the fugitives to join.

Those bandits, in fact, are equivalent to the role of the government in the mountain, and the fugitives will pay some protection money, and they will also provide some protection to prevent others from robbing these fugitives.

Because it is not far from the mountain, this village is actually not big.

"Did the thieves in this village participate in the last siege of Zhangqiu County?" Luo Cheng asked.

"They are small in number and have little power, and they didn't get involved last time. The last time they besieged Zhangqiu City, it was thirteen relatively large forces in the mountains. ”

"Then does the thief in this village have a record of doing evil, and is he wanted by the government?"

"Yes, they are all wanted by the government."

"That's okay, get ready, take this stockade first. This is not far from the outside of the mountain, and after taking the stockade, it can be converted into our first military station for grain transfer. ”

As soon as the fourth child heard that he was going to fight, he came over to ask for help as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Let me go, I will only take my own team and ensure that I will take this village."

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Sheep's Horn Village.

Because the initial escapees here found that this place resembles sheep's horns, the village was later named sheep's horns.

There are only more than 100 people in Sheephorn Village, including a few members of a family, a single person, and a group of heroes who protect the cottage.

On weekdays, I can barely make a living by cultivating some land on the hillside, growing some food, and hunting. After all, the biggest advantage of escaping into the mountains is that you don't have to pay rent for farming, you don't have to pay transfer, and you don't even have to take a free service for 20 days a year, let alone all kinds of apportionments and miscellaneous labor.

Self-sufficiency, not a particularly bad year, general self-sufficiency is no problem, although the mountains also have to worry about the government to check, in addition to shopping is inconvenient, salt, iron, etc. are difficult to buy through normal channels, but fortunately, there are heroes, every time they go down the mountain to rob, they will also take out and sell to them.

After a long time, everyone is used to and even likes this kind of free and easy life.

Sometimes, if the heroes in the stockade make a big deal, the people in the stockade will even help to go down the mountain to help.

"What do you think of Wang Fasi's proposal?"

In the village, in a simple wooden house, a group of heroes are drinking and chatting.

When it's cold, grill the meat while grilling the fire, and then warm some hot wine, not to mention how refreshing.

"Attacking cities and seizing land, raising flags and rebelling, how can it be so easy. This is an anti-flag move, and the imperial court will not tolerate it. It's good that we're like this now, and the government is also turning a blind eye, isn't life quite easy? If you really want to agree to that Wang Bo, what good is it for us to rebel against him? ”

"Could it be true that I believe that he can still take the world of the Yang family? Do you really think that we will also be crowned princes and marquis by then? The big boss took a sip of wine, "Phew, anyway, I don't believe in this set of Lao Tzu." ”

Several people below also said, "Can he be the emperor?" Who believes? The last time he was beaten by Zhang Xutuo in Zouping, he was like a lost dog, not to mention, after all, Zhang Xutuo's name is big. But this time, he went to fight Zhangqiu City, but he was still defeated in the hands of a few dolls, then it was really a laughing person, if you want me to say, he Wang Bo is actually a wasted person, and he is half a year old and a person who has fallen into the ground, and he still dreams of being an emperor! ”

The crowd laughed.

"It doesn't matter who is the emperor in this damn world, our brothers are here to be our mountain kings and be happy, come, drink."

As bandits, this group of people has their own origins, what kills and flees, what eats and is lazy and does grass, what evasion and avoidance, in short, they come from all over the world and three mountains, and finally come together, the big guys kowtow and become brothers.

At first, there were only three brothers on this hill, and then it slowly developed to the current thirty-six brothers.

There are more people, and it is easier to do business, plus there are more than 100 people in this village, so it is not lonely here, and some brothers even married wives, or robbed women to be the ladies of the village, and the life is really happy.

A corner of the cottage.

The two newly recruited bandits were standing guard on duty, saying that they were standing guard, but in fact they were drinking wine in the hut on the side of the road at the entrance of the village.

"Come on, drink again."

"I'm going to pee first." One put down the wine bowl and walked out of the hut with weak steps, and the cold wind outside blew, which couldn't help but make him shiver.

He shrunk up and began to dig dicks.

Halfway through it, I suddenly felt something cold slip through my neck.

Then the mouth was covered.

Blood spurted out, and the man was killed by the scouts without even making a sound.

Gently lowering the still warm corpse to the ground, the scout leader who led the team beckoned back, and suddenly several more figures quietly approached.

"Do you take so long to fucking pee, surrender and admit defeat if you can't drink it." Another person's voice came from inside.

A scout jumped in, threw a short knife into it, and killed him with one blow!