Maybe it's because Yang Xingguo just killed the two best traitors in the cottage, or maybe it's because Yang Xingguo has played a role in showing everyone his strength. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After the reorganization plan was announced in the middle of the week, no one, including Wang Hu, objected.

In the next half an hour, that is, an hour, Yangjiazhai, which has more than 80 people, completely completed the reorganization.

Looking at the 39 subordinates in front of him who were all equipped with Murata rifles, Yang Xingguo knew that these people were the most primitive capital for him to gain a foothold and save his life in Liaodong in the future...... And himself, in a thrilling action of one day and one night, solved the biggest crisis since his rebirth and crossing, mastered the cottage, and became the master of the cottage......

And at this moment, an anxious figure suddenly appeared at the door of the cottage.

Although at this moment, Yang Xingguo has no way to call out the names of all the brothers in the cottage.

However, after a few days of coexistence, Yang Xingguo can be sure that this person is definitely not a copycat.

Wang Hu, who was standing beside Yang Xingguo, after this blow, may have given up the idea of wanting to win the throne of the cottage master, or maybe it was a series of means shown by Yang Xingguo that made him feel frightened and scared.

Seeing Yang Xingguo's brows suddenly frowning beside him, he had to explain.

"Big boss, this person is a fine work that our Yang family has planted in the town, and a lot of our news from outside the mountains is sent back by him...... Seeing that he is in such a hurry, something must have happened......"

"Could it be that Wang Hu, a hungry wolf full of ambition, has been suppressed by himself, and intends to give in to himself and sell his life to himself......" This is Yang Xingguo's first thought after listening to Wang Hu's explanation.

However, Yang Xingguo did not hesitate much on this issue, just glanced at Wang Hu meaningfully, and focused his attention on the fine work that was getting closer and closer to him.

Because, Wang Hu's sentence "There must be something big happening under the mountain...... directly made Yang Xingguo, who has a keen sense of smell, have a very bad premonition.

And this kind of premonition has always appeared only when I am facing life and death......

Just when Yang Xingguo was frowning and thinking about something, Xizuo had already rushed to the front and dealt with him anxiously......

"Big Boss...... Something went wrong...... Something big is wrong......"

"In the last battle of ambushing Lao Maozi's baggage team, a brother who was seriously injured and had no time to retreat was captured by Lao Maozi and was saved...... Now, Lao Maozi has learned from this captive that our Yang Jiazhai has ambushed them many times......"

"When I left the town, Lao Maozi had already gathered a company of troops and was ready to come to Songshuling to encircle and suppress our Yangjiazhai, please prepare as soon as possible...... According to Lao Maozi's speed, you can reach the foot of Pine Ridge Mountain in three hours at most......"

In the whole cottage, except for Yang Xingguo and Zhou Zhongju, it is already a great thing that other people can write their own names.

However, not having culture does not mean that they do not understand the establishment of Lao Maozi, after all, they have been fighting with Lao Maozi for two years, and they have fought with Lao Maozi at close range several times.

Therefore, Lao Maozi is more than 100 elites in a company, and for the bandits in front of him, things are well known.

As for himself, there are only a few dozen who can really participate in the battle, and even half of Lao Maozi's troops can't fight.

What's more important is that the brothers of the cottage, whether it is combat effectiveness or ammunition reserves, are not as good as Lao Maozi......

In such a situation, more than 100 old Maozi came to encircle and suppress everyone, didn't that force everyone to death?

Therefore, as soon as he finished saying this, the dozens of bandits in the battle platoon became panicked.

As for Yang Xingguo, his already frowning brows were even deeper at this moment......

In Yang Xingguo's view, the combat effectiveness of Lao Maozi's company is not very strong.

These dozens of bandits in front of you, if you let yourself train for half a year, no, it will only take three months. Even if you can't eliminate this company's old Maozi in the mountains of Pine Ridge, you can easily repel them and prevent them from getting close to the cottage......

And now, at least the specific combat effectiveness of dozens of subordinates under his command who are not familiar with it, they are in such a hurry to meet Lao Maozi, who is more than twice as much, even if Yang Xingguo's soul comes from the next generation, Yang Xingguo does not have any confidence.

Since he didn't have the confidence to repel the attack of Lao Maozi's company, the idea of retreating immediately came to Yang Xingguo's mind.

However, Yang Xingguo had not had time to specifically consider retreating, dozens of subordinates, dozens of pairs of eyes, as if they had been discussed, and at the same time focused their eyes on himself.

More importantly, I also see a lot of hope and expectation from these eyes.

Faced with this situation, Yang Xingguo decisively gave up the idea of retreating.

Because, once you retreat, the hopes and expectations in these eyes will turn into disappointment. In that way, the prestige that he has worked so hard to build up in the cottage will also be turned into ashes.

And if he leads them to successfully repel Lao Maozi's attack, then his prestige in the cottage will definitely reach a point where no one can match him. When the time comes, he will get the heartfelt hearts of all the brothers in the cottage.

Thinking of this, Yang Xingguo decisively decided: "Fight, only by repelling Lao Maozi's attack on our cottage can we have a foothold...... Otherwise, what awaits us is the destruction of the entire army......"

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he directly shifted his gaze to a bandit from Orion, and ordered loudly: "Zhang Shanlin, you are looking for two clever brothers in the first class, set off now, find Lao Maozi, and monitor him, every quarter of an hour, let people come back to report Lao Maozi's situation......"

Speaking of this, an unprecedented serious expression directly appeared on Yang Xingguo's face. Facing Zhang Shanlin, he continued to explain: "You must remember that in the process of investigation and surveillance, you must not act rashly to let Lao Maozi discover ......"

Looking at Zhang Shanlin, who was leaving in a hurry in front of him, Yang Xingguo immediately shifted his gaze to the third uncle Zhou Zhongju, and asked with the same serious face: "Third uncle, how many bullets do we have, take them all out, and send them to the brothers......

To Yang Xingguo's disappointment, even if he took out all the bullets in the middle of the week, the 41 riflemen, including himself, would only receive 33 rounds each.

Under such circumstances, Yang Xingguo had to concentrate most of the bullets in the hands of the sharpshooters, so that their bullets reached eighty rounds, and as for the rest, twenty rounds per person, for battlefield emergencies.

As for himself, he was undoubtedly armed with a revolver, a Murata rifle, and eighty rounds of ammunition......

Looking at the subordinates in front of him, who did not become confident because of the bullet in his hand, he still looked terrified.

Yang Xingguo knew that only on the spot, but also a victory, could they regain their self-confidence and period.