Chapter 10, The Beginning of the Wolf Smoke I
"Settle down and defend the world," his father's years of teaching made Xiao Yexing unable to afford the idea of assassinating Jiang Jie, a court official, unless he took the last road and built a village as a bandit, it was a big rebellion, and he didn't dare to do it.
What he wants is to seek justice for his parents in an upright manner.
To avenge his parents, he not only has to climb to a higher official position than Jiang Jie, but also has evidence, Xiao Ye, after thinking about it, always feels that his chances of revenge are getting slimmer and slimmer.
"Hundred households, the salt on the mountain is about to run out, and the food is not enough to last the spring of the next year, the dog Han Baocai, what he sold to us is old grain, and half of it is broken," Wang Dali was persuaded away by Xiao Ye without frowning.
"Baihu, there is an old man on the mountain who has died, and several craftsmen's children are also sick and need to find a doctor," Guo Erbao was also full of bitter water, which comforted Xiao Ye.
A return to the Gravel Fort is inevitable.
But now, he doesn't have a penny on him, is it useful to go back?
The husband was guilty of taking protective clothing and crossbows in exchange for silver and food, which was not to solve the problem, but to summon disaster for himself, Xiao Ye wisely gave up this stupid idea; Even if he has the strength of self-preservation, he will never dare to show all his hole cards.
Jiang Qianhu, I believe he is still staring at his family.
Wang Dali, as a temporary secretary, is already very careful, and the five small flags under his command have no idle time; He not only arranged the work on the mountain, but also sent people, with the vague memories of the old military households, in the hills on the west side of the stone mountain, found a limestone pit, and built a simple ash kiln nearby.
Now the wall on the mountain is built with coarse lime, the effect is also good, if it is not for the fuel does not come together, intermittently, Wang Dali dares to boast of building a circle of high stone walls on the mountain, instead of the current half a person high.
Now that there is powder from the stone grinding, Wang Dali's eyes have shifted from the lime kiln to the small courtyard of hundreds of households, taking three wheelbarrows every day, and constantly carrying stones.
The stone mill that kept devouring stones, Xiao Ye also let it go to Wang Dali in front of Zuo Shi, and did not operate it himself, and the others were just collecting powder; As for being stolen, hehe, the stone mill looks like it has four or five hundred catties now, who can resist him Xiao Ye also admitted.
After discovering the effect of the powder, behind the land temple, a small water storage tank was built with regular stone strips, which saved a little use, enough for three days for more than 200 people on the mountain.
Another large cistern is also under construction.
For this reason, the number of people who draw water from Xiaoqi, plus the military servants, there are already twenty people on and off the mountain, and the derrick has also increased to three.
But Wang Dali, who can't read a few big characters, is at a loss for the salt he brought; If you want to buy salt, the nearest place is the shop of the Gravel Castle.
Before leaving, Wang Dali quietly handed over twenty taels of silver to Uncle Kun and asked him to transfer it to Xiao Ye; The food on the mountain was so generously distributed, and in addition to gratitude, this was all he could do.
Looking at the cloth bag on the stone table, a pile of silver nuggets of different sizes, Xiao Ye's eyes soured, "This Uncle Wang, there are times when he is generous,"
"Buy salt, big rope, ask for a doctor? People won't run so far, what should I do," Xiao Ye muttered in a low voice, the two doctors in the castle, one was a distant relative of Jiang Qianhu, and the other family, Xiao Ye didn't bother to think about it before, but now he had to pay attention to it.
Li Muchen, Li Langzhong, a medicine family who loves wine like life, in order to treat his mother's illness, Xiao Ye pawned out the family's fields, but this old guy who boasted of his medical skills still failed to cure his mother's Shen Jing, and Xiao Ye was generous if he didn't settle accounts with him.
It was a heart disease, Xiao Ye knew that the medicine stone was ineffective.
However, back in the fort, will Jiang Qianhu let himself go? Xiao Ye is not sure, but he is not afraid, as long as he deals with it carefully, without a handle in his hand, Jiang Jie will not act clearly; If there is another robbery on the way, hehe, Baihu, who is holding the handle of the knife in his fingers, secretly made up his mind.
After explaining Uncle Kun, Xiao Ye carefully instructed Zuo Shi and Han Juan, walked out of the small courtyard, and began to mobilize manpower.
The sergeant who left four small flags, Xiao Ye asked Wang Meng to be the temporary manager to protect the safety of Shishan, and Wang Dali helped by the side; With Wang Hu, he selected ten clever boys from the two scout flags, brought ten days of dry food, and prepared to set off.
Even if there are hundreds of households with a scarlet belly and favor the Wang blacksmith family, Xiao Ye is undeniable, people can take out most of their belongings, and there are two children who do their best to help themselves, so why not.
In the past month on the mountain, although Xiao Ye didn't show up much, he saw all the performances of everyone, who could use it, and which people would use it, and gradually had a spectrum in his heart.
Wearing a hundred battle jackets, Xiao Ye looked at the fifty sergeants in front of him, and was stunned to find that the mandarin duck battle jackets on the adults could no longer see the original color, and the rest of the children, dressed in shortened battle jackets, were also ragged.
"By the way, there are also battle jackets, and we have to find a way," Xiao Ye sent two crossbows to Wang Hu, plus the five that they didn't have too sharp in their hands, if he met someone who couldn't open his eyes again, he would not be polite.
"Hundred households, hundred households," explained the things on the mountain, Xiao Ye took Wang Hu's small flag, and was about to set off down the mountain, when a boy who was looking at the highest place on the top of the mountain stumbled over, screaming loudly.
Turning around, Xiao Ye looked at the panicked sergeant, no need for him to say more, his eyes followed the direction of his finger, and the distant sky behind him, everyone saw it, a faint straight gray smoke.
A wolf smoke, I couldn't hear the cannon, the distance was still a little farther, Xiao Ye turned his head to look at the sergeant who was in a little riot, and couldn't help but look pale, "The mountain is on guard, you can't come and go at will, Wang Dali,"
"Humble duty," Wang vigorously walked out of the crowd and stood with his hands over, but his voice was indeed not so loud.
"You assist Wang Meng Xiaoqi, lead the team to take care of the mountain trail, send someone to inform the kiln, and the people who herd the cattle come back, and let them put the smart point and hide it after the mountain. Without my order, you can't go down the mountain at will, violators," Xiao Ye thought for a moment, "Expulsion,"
"Yes," Wang Dali turned around and began to send men, Wang Meng and three old sergeants, led the team to inspect the top of the mountain and monitor the path down the mountain; To say that the top of the mountain also has the size of hundreds of acres, in addition to the west side of the gentle slope and the hill is connected, the south side of the mountain is seven or eight upright stone walls, the east and north side of the stone slope is inclined and difficult to walk, crawling with sharp vines and grass, it is not difficult to guard.
Tie up his trousers, Xiao Ye led the team from the west trail and carefully descended the mountain, he didn't want someone to be put down by the stinger before he reached the bottom of the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Ye found that the dirt road leading to the gravel castle had already been densely covered with vines and grass, and it was impossible to settle at the foot of the mountain.
In a big circle, the team turned southeast from the col farther north, and after an hour of hurried along the path that led to the gravel fort, a low whistle finally came from ahead.
Sitting in the meadow next to the road, Xiao Ye, who saw fine sweat on his head, and the eight boys who were panting, waited for Wang Hu and Xiao Liuzi, who went to explore the way.
"Baihu, there is a situation ahead," Wang Hu, who flew back, didn't have time to salute, and squatted in front of Xiao Ye with a sweaty face, his face was more panicked than exhaustion, and the little sixth son behind him was also so panicked that he couldn't hold the crossbow steadily.
"Panic, there is a tall top when the sky falls, just say it if you have something to say," with a straw stick in his mouth, Xiao Ye slapped Wang Hu on the head angrily, and it was not a big insect in the back, how could he be scared like this.
Shiguantun has just had a look now, and he will still rely on these guys in the future, and revenge will not be separated from them, Xiao Ye held back his anger and stared at Wang Hu until this kid lowered his head.
"Say," the words squeezed out between his teeth made Wang Hu feel excited, and his head cleared up a lot, "Report a hundred households, there are Mongolian Tartars in the woods five miles ahead,"
Although everyone was prepared, the news confirmed by Wang Hu still made the boys exclaim, and their faces became even more panicked.
Wang Hu, who had seen human blood in his hands, was still nervous, these children who had beaten hares and pheasants on weekdays, and had never even killed wild boars, had long been bluffed by the Mongolian Tatars in the mouths of the adults in the family.
"What's the panic, what's the panic, the Tartar is also a head and two legs, and the short arrow hits it, and it is also an arrow and a hole," the Mongolian Tartar is also a powerful enemy in Xiao Ye's heart, but now if he panics, if he can't keep these guys together, he will break up immediately, and then the matter will be big.
With a loud shout, Xiao Ye suppressed the panic in the meadow, slowed his tone, and asked Wang Hu, "Numbers, weapons, horses?" ”
"More than 20 horses, people don't see clearly, they are all resting under the tree," compared to Wang Menglai, Wang Hu was still meticulous, and in panic, he counted the horses before retreating, but let Xiao Yegao take a look.
"More than twenty horses, according to the habit of one person and two horses in the Tartars, plus pack horses, there are only seven or eight people, not much," Xiao Ye squinted in the direction of the gravel fort, and suddenly remembered the vines and grasses all over the ground, and his heart jumped suddenly.
"Wang Hu, you lead people to retreat, find those vines and grasses guarding the side of the road, I'll go and lead them over," got up, Xiao Ye pointed in the direction of the stone mountain behind him, "Seven or eight Tartars, we have seven crossbows, I don't believe it, the random arrows can't kill them,"
With Xiao Liuzi, Xiao Ye took off the wrapped waist knife on his body, tightened his belt, and carried the crossbow into the tall barren grass.
Seeing that Baihu was gone, Wang Hu gritted his teeth and looked at his partner, murderous, "If the Tartars pass through the stone pass, they will definitely find the people on the mountain, then our family will suffer, listen to the hundred households, go, go and prepare the crossbow to destroy the Tartars,"
Wang Hu's words made several boys look certain, threw down the burden and water bag on their bodies, silently followed Xiaoqi, and quickly retreated. The family on the mountain, perhaps the reason why they did not disperse in a hurry.
In less than half an hour, Xiao Liuzi led Xiao Ye and approached the low woods; In the clearing outside the woods, Xiao Ye really saw a sturdy tall horse, carrying a large bag of small bags on the horse's back.
However, Xiao Ye, who approached with a low body, was shocked by the mottled blood stains on the package, and his whole body trembled; Some of the things his father told him before his death, where can he forget.
At this moment, seven or eight shiny Tartars, wearing gray felt hats and carrying long knives and bows and arrows, staggered out of the woods, and the sabers of the two Tartars were still dripping with scarlet blood.
didn't have time to think about it, Xiao Ye turned his head and shouted in a low voice at Xiao Liuzi, "Little Liuzi, you hurry up and run back, I'll shoot an arrow and retreat," After speaking, the person had already rushed forward.
If these Tartars are allowed to ride on horses, Xiao Ye can run on two legs and compete with horses for physical strength? Forget it.
Xiao Ye's back without looking back made Xiao Liuzi's face redden, and he glanced at the Tartars fixedly, twisted his body and ran quickly.
"Ha, dog Tartar, look at the arrows," he pounced on Xiao Ye, who was close to him, and touched thirty paces away along the barren grass, and he could clearly hear the laughter of the Tartars in his ears, so he pulled the crossbow lever and got up to raise the crossbow.
The shouting and scolding made the Tartars on the opposite side stunned slightly, and when they turned their faces, they saw an emaciated teenager, holding a strange-looking object, glaring angrily at themselves.
"Hey, Baihu," the discerning Tartar saw the battle jacket on Xiao Ye's body, and was about to shout in surprise, when he saw a flash of cold light, "Poof, poof," a series of ** hit sounds sounded.
Rao is Xiao Ye, who has the experience of killing face-to-face, faced the fierce Tartar for the first time, and his hands kept trembling, ten sharp arrows shot in a row, six were actually shot away, and the remaining four, two were pierced in the horse's neck, and the other two were shot through the chest of a Tartar very simply.
Dropping the heavy crossbow, Xiao Ye ignored the angry shouts of the Tartars in his ears, turned around and rushed into the meadow as fast as he could, fleeing along the rugged depression to the north.
"Boom," behind him, the sound of horses' hooves soon came, and Xiao Ye lowered his body, panting and running desperately.
However, he still underestimated the speed of the Tartars' horseback, and the Tartars on the horses, with their horned bows and arrows in their hands, quickly crossed the Xiao Ye who fled in the depression along the faintly visible dirt road.
The tartar, who screamed strangely, opened the distance as if he was hunting, took the bow and arrow in his hand, drew the bow on the horseback, and released the arrow, and the arrow was like a meteor.
"Bang Bang," feather arrows tied with pointed rusty iron pierced the ground behind Xiao Ye's feet, even if there was artemisia grass to block it, the sound of landing made Xiao Ye's scalp tingle.
In front of him was a long slope, and after crossing the slope, and running out of a mile, it was the place where Wang Hu and the others set up an ambush; Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ye's body straightened slightly, and he felt two heavy blows on his back one after another, rolling on the ground amid the laughter of the Tartars behind him.
The powerful long arrow, the strength within fifty steps, knocked over Xiao Ye and no longer had to deal with it.
The two nearest Tartars, who had struck their prey, put away their bows and arrows, drew their long knives, and drove their horses along the dirt road, where they did not want to injure their horses' hooves.
Xiao Ye, who was lying on the ground, relieved himself from the rotten grass, and before he could get up, the sound of horses' hooves in his ears had already smashed over, and the saber of the Tartar was also waved.
"My life is at stake," just as Xiao Ye was desperate, "whoosh, whoosh," the short arrows of the series came out one after another from the meadow not far from him, and slammed into the bodies and faces of the two tartars, screaming again and again.
"Baihu, let's go," shouted Xiao Liuzi, who was holding a crossbow with short arrows and green grass wrapped around his head, sticking his head out of the grass and shouting loudly.
Xiao Ye, who escaped death, was overjoyed, and he didn't care about his sprained foot and neck, so he and Xiao Liuzi climbed over the slope and sank into the high meadow.
Two more companions fell, and in the blink of an eye, the five Tartars, who had stopped in the distance, shouted and cursed fiercely, drove the horses under their hips, and chased after them again, this time, they were red-eyed.