"I'm still not reconciled!"

After coming out of the cave, the leaders of the thieves were silent for a long time, and the red-faced thieves set up a tree in a circle, shaking the trees and rattling the branches and leaves.

Just now in the cave, Wei Yao informed them of the plan: "We don't have to go far, as long as we go to the southwest, cross the Qinshui, and walk a hundred miles, it is Huotai Mountain, which is the territory of Korea, no matter how powerful Chang'an Jun is, he can't care about going there?" ”

The greed and harshness of Korean officials are not inferior to the previous county officials of Qi County, in Wei Yao's view, when they arrive at Huo Taishan, there is a chance to regroup!

"As long as people live, there will be a day when they will rise again."

Although Wei Yao warned everyone like this, the red-faced thief was still unwilling.

He is also a good son of Wu County, with parents, wife and children, and 100 acres of good land.

But more than ten years ago, the Qin army captured this area, under the disaster of the army, he was captured by the Zhao army to do hard labor, and when he returned home, he found that the home was already a mess, the rebels swept his homeland, and the whole Lilu was empty, and finally found his mother and son, only to learn that his father and wife died in the war, whether it was killed by Qin soldiers or Zhao soldiers but it is unknown.

The homeland was destroyed, and the red-faced thief gritted his teeth with hatred, but he endured it, rearranged the fields, sowed millet seeds, and wanted to settle down again and pull his son up. In order to organize the funeral for his mother, in order to support his son, he had no choice but to mortgage his land to the local chief, and got some pitiful food for emergency relief.

But in the following year, the township sent people to urge food, and the chief also forced him to pay off his debts, and finally arrested him and his son back to be subordinates. During the period of being a subordinate Tian slave, he was whipped and abused, and after his son died of illness again, the long-suppressed anger broke out, he killed the clan soldiers of the chief, and also killed many people of the clan, and was arrested and fled all the way, and was about to be captured.

The good people who had lost everything were full of rage in their hearts, and simply followed Wei Yao, and from then on began the days of roaring mountains and forests in this area. Because he was agile, he often rushed to the front when he robbed Haochang, and in a battle, he also saved Wei Yao's life, so he was quickly valued by Wei Yao and promoted to a centurion, and he was also the head of the thief second only to Wei Yao.

Although this sheep's head mountain is remote, it is also a nest that a group of fugitive slaves and remnants of soldiers have spent several years to run, and he has visited every forest on this mountain, and many brothers have died in the mouth of wild beasts and are hastily buried in the mountains. When I first came, I may not have adapted to it, but after a long time, I seem to have emotions for every grass and tree, every house and every house here. What's more, if they leave, less than half of the more than 1,000 people under their command can follow in the end, right?

Is it going to ruin all the years of hard work?

The red-faced thief is unwilling, he hates the government, hates the county officials, hates all the powerful, in the past few years, they are invincible, but this time, from beginning to end, they and that Chang'anjun have not had a head-to-head confrontation, and the captain claimed to have lost the battle, this battle is really embarrassing!

"It's okay to go, the captain has a life-saving grace for me, I will go wherever he goes." The red-faced thief turned his head with a fierce look on his face.

"But before leaving, Naigong has to make another vote to earn a little ration on the road for the second and third sons!"

"Fight for myself too!"

……

Three days later, while Wei Yao was busy arranging the evacuation of the group of bandits, there were hundreds of people lurking in the grass and trees in a forest near the road to the west of the mountain, which was brought down by the red-faced thief who lied about going to the south to explore the way.

The group was of varying ages, the oldest was fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair, and the youngest was only fifteen or sixteen, with a green face and a nervous expression. Most of them were ragged, with sticks and bamboo spears as their main weapons, and there were also a dozen with bows and arrows, and among the people, the red-faced thief was the best armed, carrying an iron sword, and the young man next to him also held a crossbow machine, which was a good thing seized from the township soldiers and county guards.

At this time, it was dusk, and all the thieves were lying on their stomachs carefully, only the red-faced thief was in the front position, staring coldly at the pavilion not far away.

This is the only way to get from the countryside to the mountain, and it is also the main place for Chang'an Jun to recruit mountain people, which was originally abandoned, but was renovated a month ago, adding two layers of outer walls, a guard tower, and a large granary that can hold hundreds of stone of grain......

In the past half a month, the mountain people often come down here, eat a little porridge shed relief food, and then ascend the throne household registration, and then receive rations, follow the county soldiers to the new home, into the new Shiwu - after Chang'anjun deceived these fugitives back, he immediately set them up according to the Shiwu, and promulgated the system of joint sitting, one person dares to escape, then the remaining four families cancel all kinds of preferential treatment together, so the fugitives look at each other very closely, and also put an end to the situation that someone receives food and runs away again.

Although the management is very strict, compared with the life of no fixed place on the mountain and sleeping in the open, the people who go down the mountain are more satisfied with returning to the countryside.

In the eyes of the red-faced thief, this is just to give the sheep some forage before killing the sheep, and from his own unforgettable experience, the princes, magnates, magnates, and officials in this world have no good things, they are high-sounding on the mouth, but in fact they are beasts wearing human skins and eating people without spitting out bones.

A beast is a beast, and no matter how nice it sounds, it can't change the essence of cannibalism.

Snatching food from those guys' mouths, the red-faced thief has no guilt at all.

He was very dissatisfied with his own move to retreat if he didn't resist, but out of respect for Wei Yao, this anger could not be sent out on him, so he could only find a little ground in this way......

"I'm going to order the food in that pavilion!"

The red-faced thief summoned his men and said that he would have the last vote. When it was getting dark, they would rush up to seize the pavilion, remove the grain, and burn the rest of the fire, so that even if they had to leave, there would be a feeling of "going victorious".

Summer evenings are always sweltering, and after lying down for an hour, everyone is already sweating and embarrassed, and some people have been bitten by poisonous snakes, and their faces are blue and hopeless, and the red-faced thief can only make people give him a good time.

There were so many things that went wrong before he could do it, and the red-faced thief felt a little flustered for no reason, and the cicadas in the woods were constantly chirping, which made people feel upset to hear.

After robbing so many times over the years, he had never been so nervous.

"Will be brave for soldiers", Wei Yao, who used to be a soldier, once said such a thing to the red-faced thief, in order not to let his subordinates panic, he had to force himself to hold his emotions, and waited until night came, the sun had set, but the moon had not yet risen, and the road was empty, and there was no pedestrian.

"Do it!" The red-faced thief, who was annoyed by the sound of cicadas, gave an order, and hundreds of thieves set off in unison, taking advantage of the night, towards the brightly lit pavilion.

The crowd walked through the barren fields beside the road, their feet were full of weeds and shrubs, some stumbled and hesitated, others fell, but fortunately no one retreated.

Finally, the thieves touched the outside of the pavilion with one foot high and one foot low, and they could already see the flags fluttering on the house and the mulberry elm in the pavilion.

They had already figured it out, there were only a few pavilion guards inside, and a dozen or so county guards were guarded, and it was easy to break it, but the reinforcements from the countryside would take half an hour to arrive.

The wall is not very tall, there are a few figures on the sentry tower, but they are not vigilant, it seems to be joking, and the lights in the pavilion have not yet been turned off, and the atmosphere is very relaxed.

At this time, it was time to eat, and the thieves couldn't help but lick their dry and cracked lips when they smelled the aroma of food wafting from the pavilion.

At this moment, it is also the time when people's vigilance is the lowest.

"Let the nimble young man climb over the wall, finish off the guards, and open the door to the pavilion. The rest of the men roared in with me, clubs and spears in front and bows and arrows behind. If someone resists, shoot and kill! ”

The red-faced thief gave the last order, and when he finished this order, he didn't have to worry about starving on the road, and when he arrived in South Korea, he grabbed a few wealthy and scraped together to survive this winter.

The few archers behind him were all experienced hunters, who had participated in many raids, and without the command of the red-faced thief, they automatically found the best position, looked at the figure on the watchtower, and slowly opened the bowstring, and for a while, there was a low "buzzing" sound of pulling the string.

The soldier on the watchtower seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look down, but was shot through the neck by an arrow!

"There are thieves!" There was a shout from the watchtower.

"Do it!"

At the same moment when the people on the watchtower fell, the red-faced thief also shouted, and the dozen or so people he arranged had already used their hands and feet to climb over the wall!

Everything went well, and with a few screams, the door to the pavilion was quickly opened, and the red-faced thief took his sword, rushed to the front, and cut down a pavilion pawn who could not be avoided in one fell swoop.

He laughed, as if he had regained the pleasure of years of roaring in the woods, and raised his blood-stained sword and called:

"Second and third sons, kill in, eat food with me!"

"Eat food!" The thieves were also red-eyed, followed him, and swarmed in!

But after entering, he found that the situation in the pavilion was different from what the thieves imagined.

The pavilion guards did not panic, but methodically retreated to the backyard where the grain was stored, and a group of thieves were about to chase in, when dense arrows shot out over the wall, nailing several people in front to the ground!

"Not good, there is an ambush!" The red-faced thief was shocked, but it was too late, and when the two doors in the backyard opened again, a group of county guards wearing strong armor and holding a shield poured out from inside!

At the same time, on the watchtower, where the sentry had just been shot dead by the thief's bow, someone climbed up again and beat the drum on it vigorously!

"Knock knock!" The drums beat constantly in the summer night, and in this empty night, it was heard far, far away.

When the red-faced thief came out of the ambush in the pavilion covered in blood, and when he came outside, what he saw was south, west, and north, three fire dragons converging in this direction!

The red-faced thief glanced around him, and there were already more than ten people in the pavilion, and they were still reducing their personnel.

"To the east!" He hissed and shouted that that was where they came from, and that there could be no ambush.

But before the thieves could escape half a mile under the shouts of killing from three sides, a cavalry of dozens of people broke out of the darkness......

PS: Something is late, the second chapter is before 12 o'clock