Chapter 4: The Attack

Compared with Mr. Private School, the Monkey Boxing Martial Arts Master is obviously more difficult to find, but fortunately, Cheng Ming is not in a hurry, and the days go on like this.

Ten days later, I bought a shop in the south of Zhuangzi.

Twenty days, I invited a group of people to repair it, and randomly surveyed the Zhuangzi, and found that there was no such thing as a chamber of commerce.

For a month, a sign was hung on the shop, and the four big characters of the simple Cheng Ji grain store clearly told the people of Zhuangzi what kind of business was here.

The next day officially opened, Cheng Ming has been waiting for the imaginary trouble to come to the door, whether it is an official or a peer opponent, he has prepared a way to deal with it.

How do you know that half a month has passed, and the transaction has gone smoothly, which makes Cheng Ming scratch his head.

Is the place too remote, or the folk customs too simple?

Why don't you play according to the routine?

Every household here farms, and occasionally does some illegal business with the north, and there are few people doing business in the village, and the grain store does not exist.

Cheng Ming is considered to be the first one, there are no competitors, and the people don't care much, and the official didn't find that there was an extra shop in Zhuangzi last time.

This made Cheng Ming speechless and relieved at the same time.

On this day, the weather was fine, Han San was promoted to the shopkeeper, recruited two young men, and was busy buying and selling in the shop.

Cheng Ming got a recliner and came out and put himself in the back yard to bask in the sun.

He had a book in his hand and his eyes were half-open and half-closed.

The two little girls next to them are playing with a little monkey.

The little monkey is very smart, seems to be able to understand human speech, as the little girl speaks, constantly swinging all kinds of actions to cooperate, with the monkey body and monkey face is cute and cute, it will cause a burst of laughter every three or five times.

Cheng Ming didn't care about the outside world, and all his attention was on the personal space.

Today's carry-on space has changed its appearance, on the simple black soil, fruit trees have been sparsely planted, more than a dozen monkeys are playing in it, running around for a while, chasing each other for a while, and running to the waterhole to drink water for a while, which is comfortable.

After more than a month of research, I finally discovered the particularity of the carry-on space.

Although the time ratio inside the space is the same as that of the outside world, the growth rate is obviously different.

He seems to have retained some of the properties of the seal card space, which can be exchanged for silver coins for growth efficiency.

In Cheng Ming's experiment, only one hundred taels of silver were needed to promote a fruit tree from a seedling state to a mature fruit tree.

Except for the air and land inside the space, everything including water and food seems to be able to be exchanged for silver money.

At present, dozens of fruit trees in the space have been spawned, and the fruits on the trees are the food for the monkeys.

The spawning effect is just as effective in monkeys, but it ages quickly.

In order to prevent them from being directly catalyzed into white bones, Cheng Ming is still exploring the degree of this.

"The number is still a little small, wait a little longer, wait until the number reaches hundreds and you can divide the group!" Cheng Ming muttered to himself.

Suddenly there was a cannon shot in the sky, and then a thick smoke rose straight up in the northeast, and the sound of bangbang continued to be heard in the ears, and the air became solemn at once.

The big and small hands stiffened, and directly threw the little monkey to the ground.

Cheng Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, turned over and sat up, turned his head to look at the sky in the northeast, and looked thoughtful.

This is the signal of the enemy's attack, the sound of artillery and the smoke of the beacon indicate that the enemy is less than 100 people, and he is on the offensive.

It's just that I don't know the specific direction of the attack, and the wolf smoke is extremely fast.

As soon as a signal is received in the fort of the border army, the same signal will be lit to alert the comrades in the rear.

Therefore, it is not clear where the original battlefield was.

Not long after, the wolf smoke in Dongjiazhuang also rose into the sky, and the sound of bangzi became more poignant.

Cheng Ming saw that the big and small shuang'er were trembling, and waved his hand slightly: "You go and call the people in the family, hide and don't show your head, I'll go see what's going on!" ”

Xiao Shuang'er pounced on him and shouted: "Don't, master, it's a Tartar coming, it's too late to hide now, how can you send it to the door, those people are extremely vicious, they rob things when they see them, and kill people when they see them, you can't go out!" ”

Cheng Ming touched her head and said to Da Shuang'er, who was a little calmer: "Hide it, wait for me to come back!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for the two to answer, one flashed directly ten meters away, and another flashed directly into the back house.

Xiao Shuang'er was stunned, "Master, he ......"

Da Shuang'er said: "Master Ji is a natural person, and he has such a clever kung fu in his body, it will be fine, let's go and tell the others to hide!" ”

"Hmm!"

The two hurriedly rushed to the front yard holding hands and daring to deliver the news.

No one noticed that the little monkey who was playing with them just now disappeared without a trace.

With the blessing of mental power, Cheng Ming's speed is fast, every step he takes, he will inevitably crush the ground, and the whole person rushes to the sky like a sharp arrow, after spanning a long distance, he rushes up with this force after diving to the ground, and the distance of the jump is even greater.

Moving in the way of the Hulk running, Cheng Ming walked out of Dongjiazhuang in the blink of an eye, followed the direction of the wolf smoke, and went straight to the Fort of Soldiers more than ten miles away.

Flying in the air, the wind hunting rolls and beats clothes.

The person was high in the sky, and from a distance, he could faintly see several strands of smoke and dust in the northwest direction of the fort.

As Cheng Ming approached quickly, he could gradually hear the roar of the cavalry's horses' hooves.

In front of them, dozens of people dressed as Ming people ran in panic in front of their horses.

From time to time, a few people fell, were swept under the horse's hooves, and trampled into a ball of flesh.

There were only a few soldiers on the fort, and there were eight weapons in their hands, all of them with solemn faces.

They seemed to be discussing countermeasures, and there was quite a bit of an argument.

Cheng Ming used his toes to think about what the reason was, it was nothing more than that he couldn't open the door.

In these years, there are many people who sacrifice their lives and forget to die, and there are more people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

What's more, these soldiers care more about the names of the people inside the fort than the people outside the fort.

After only a few minutes, Cheng Ming took the sound of breaking the air to the fort.

The heavy impact caused the ground to shatter into a spider web two meters in diameter, making a dull sound.

However, at this moment of panic, everyone closed their windows and closed their doors, and everyone's energy was attracted by the sound of bangzi and the invasion of the tartars, and they didn't notice Cheng Ming at all.

It just so happened that Cheng Ming didn't want to be exposed so early, his eyes swept around, his toes lightly, and he climbed to the top of the arrow tower as lightly as a leaf.

The little pipe appeared on his mouth without knowing when, and gently puffed out a puff of white smoke, hiding Cheng Ming's whole person.

By this time, twenty short and skilled Tartars had already brandished their weapons and rushed to the castle with arrogance.

They slaughtered the people wantonly and provoked the soldiers on the fort.

Battle, on the verge of breaking out!