Chapter Thirty-Six: Talking to the Female Bandit

"One platoon, two platoons, change guns, work in groups of three, clean up the battlefield, kill! A platoon commander commands! Three rows, four rows, alert! Wen Ping continued to order. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"No!" Everyone greeted in unison, and the momentum was extraordinary!

The first row and the second platoon instantly changed formations and dispersed into a group of three. Slowly push forward, meet the bandits who have not yet lost their breath along the way, and kill them with one shot!

The third row and the fourth row held strong crossbows at 45-degree angles, pointed directly at the gate of the village, and smiled at Wang Xiaoxiao, who was pale, and other five thieves.

Wang Xiaoxiao expected that a gust of wind would have a killer move, but he never expected that this killer move of a gust of wind would be so fierce and brutal. Where is there still the appearance of a bandit, this is a well-trained regular Han army! No, it's still the elite of the Han army! Forbidden by order! There is a good way to advance and retreat!

Where did Wang Xiaoxiao have seen the county soldiers with this quality!

Also pale was a gust of wind and the 500 bandits under his command.

The last time they were in the role of being beaten, they realized the strength of the Ho Weapon Escort. But being in the middle of it is completely different from the perspective of a bystander. The former is fear, the latter is outright fear! Where is this still a dry fight, this is a naked slaughter! Has anyone ever seen a bandit fight in the time of half a pillar of incense, killing and injuring more than 500 people on the other side, and there are no casualties on their own side at all?

The first time he saw his guards killing, He Xian still couldn't control his excitement. The second time I saw it, the mood was obviously much calmer. Humans are easily numb animals. And there is essentially no difference between killing people and killing chickens and dogs. He Xian didn't want to turn into a bloodthirsty murderer, but he also didn't allow himself to be soft-hearted and kind. Soft-heartedness and kindness are virtues in peaceful and prosperous times, and they are ghost talismans in troubled times.

The new members of the Ho Arms Convoy need to see blood, those who have not seen blood are soldiers, and those who have seen blood are warriors. And He Xian himself also needs to see blood to calm the fear of killing.

Several purposes seem to have been successfully accomplished.

After the slaughterhouse was cleaned, none of the 527 bandits who went out to fight survived. Looking at the people of Heifeng Village one by one, the injured bandits in Wuqi Village were silent, and they didn't dare to move.

The time of a stick of incense, a gust of wind gave Wang Xiaoxiao time to a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, Wang Xiaoxiao If he did not surrender, a gust of wind would carry out a strong attack.

If you attack, the crossbow won't do much. After recovering two-thirds of their arrows, the members of the convoy retreated to the back of the line to rest. 500 bandits in two phalanxes began to prepare for the attack on the village. The main ones are ropes, iron hooks, and rockets. The so-called rocket is a flammable strip of cloth tied to the arrow of an ordinary arrow and ignited with a torch before being fired. Strips of cloth that have not been soaked in fire oil are easy to extinguish, and it can be said that the effect is not good. But talk is better than nothing.

Fire oil can only be equipped by the imperial court, and the production area is far away in Bashu. He Xianzhi really wanted to get some through smuggling, which would be very good for offensive and defensive battles in the future, but the road was too far away, so he could only think of other ways.

The time for a stick of incense was coming soon, the gate of Wuchu Village opened, and Wang Xiaoxiao, accompanied by her second uncle, walked out with empty hands.

"It's done!" He Xian's hanging heart also fell, and the soldier who surrendered without a fight was the effect He Xian wanted to achieve. If he really starts attacking the village, presumably the casualties in the Black Wind Village will not be too few, which is not in line with He Xian's long-term plan. Now Wang Xiaoxiao is out of the village empty-handed, which means that Wuchu Village has been successfully obtained, and the next thing is the distribution of personnel and power after the merger of the two villages.

"Childe, Wang Xiaoxiao said that he wanted to see you? Do you see it or not? A gust of wind disregarded the image and trotted into the woods.

"Oh? Is this man reliable? He Xian asked for a gust of air.

"He is a spicy, but moral person. After the death of his father, the number of times Wuchu Village went down the mountain to loot was significantly reduced, and I heard that this person was restraining him. It's worth seeing Childe! A gust of wind bowed back.

"Do you have a leg with her?" He Xian quipped.

"Childe laughed!" A gust of wind said in fear, "It's just that I have dealt with the royal father, and this Wang Xiaoxiao is a niece below." ā€

"Got it! Call her in! He Xian agreed.

Wang Xiaoxiao is about 1.65 meters tall, and in this era, he is already very tall! Willow eyebrows, big eyes, visual inspection has a figure of 34C, quite proud. Under the backdrop of a strong suit, a pair of tall and thin beautiful legs are particularly eye-catching. Presumably because of his perennial martial arts practice, Wang Xiaoxiao exudes a heroic and refreshing aura all over his body.

He Xian, who was discussing the defense of Wuqi Village with Wen Xiang, was suddenly stunned, an invincible young girl!

"You're Childe?" After coming in, Wang Xiaoxiao stretched out his jade finger and asked Wen Xiang.

Wen Xiang smiled awkwardly and gave He Xian a false look.

"Are you Childe?" Wang Xiaoxiao was even more surprised.

"Can't I be a childe?" He Xian touched his nose, a little embarrassed. In the face of the beautiful woman who is pleasant, the psychology of Dick Silk is obviously starting to make trouble again.

It's not that the beauty He Xian hasn't seen it, and there is a little Lori and a little fish by her side. But Xiao Yu'er belongs to the appearance of an extremely gentle Jiangnan woman, and when she stays with Xiao Yu'er, He Xian feels that her temperament has been improved by two grades, and she is completely a smart little celebrity with a good sense of morality.

And Wang Xiaoxiao in front of him gave him a feeling of amazement, maybe it was the right taste. But when I thought of my small body of only 9 years old, my enthusiasm suddenly turned into resentment. The concubine is not born, and the concubine is old. At the same time, I hate to be silent, and I am good with my concubine every day!

"Are you the son of the family that completed the twenty-eighth generation?"

"This ...... You can't tell me now! The time has not yet come! ā€

"The time has not yet come! Hum? You and I have no grievances, why do you want to attack my Wuchu Village? ā€

"Of course it's for robbery!"

"Robbery?"

"Yes! Is it only allowed to rob the people, but not the people? My goal is to fight all over the world mountain thieves, water thieves, horse thieves, and heart thieves! So, I'm going to start with Wancheng first! Black Wind Village is the first, and Wuchu Village is the second? ā€

"What about after the robbery? What are you going to do with these thieves? Is it handed over to the government? Wang Xiaoxiao bit her lip and asked.

"Aren't they all beheaded when they are handed over to the government? That's boring! ā€

A gust of wind can be seen that Gongzi is teasing Wang Xiaoxiao. Seeing that there was no malice in this way, a gust of wind certainly wisely chose to shut up.