Meng Jiucheng felt that his strength was far superior to that of the enemy, so he didn't need any meticulous planning, so he began to act according to Mu Yi's plan.

The three of them sneaked closer, only a distance of more than thirty meters, Mu Yi felt very sure, so he stood up, hid behind a big tree, and pulled his bow.

With a buzz, the arrow shot out, slicing through the sparse snow in the air and hitting the back of a horse rioter. The rebels screamed in pain, turned over and fell off their horses.

First far and then near, Mu Yi is not a brainless person. An arrow was fired, and another arrow was drawn with one hand, and the string was snapped and shot at the other rider.

Two arrows hit two times, and the two rioters patrolling on horseback were shot off their horses, but the screams of pain also rang out.

Meng Jiucheng and the three of them jumped up from behind the trees and in the grass, each holding a blade, and without making a sound, they rushed towards the tent.

A rebel rubbed his eyes and hurriedly lifted the tent curtains, and before he could see what was happening, the heavy mace fell from above, and his head was beaten like a rotten watermelon.

The corpse fell, revealing another rebel behind him, and with his mouth open to scream, a spear stabbed out like lightning and pierced his chest.

Meng Jiucheng stopped in front and pressed in the back, vigorously picked up the corpses of the rebels, brought up a canopy of blood mist in the air, and lifted off half of the small tent.

The screams rang out, and the last of the rebels was very cunning, and instead of advancing and retreating, he crawled out from behind the torn tent, and did not dare to turn his head, and went straight to the tree where the horses were parked.

Mu Yi stabbed the gun to the ground, stretched out his hand to pick up his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at the back of the rebels.

In just a few minutes, all five rebels were killed. Mu Yi's bow and arrow opened Meng Jiucheng's eyes, as the most threatening long-range individual weapon in the era of cold weapons, he felt that he had to learn. As for the muskets, that's still far away. Moreover, a crude musket is not as long as a bow and arrow!

All five horses were gathered together, along with four or five mules, and three carts they hauled.

The three carts were loaded with cages, tents, and grain, some of which were military supplies, some of which were plundered, and some of the grain bags still had blood stains on them.

"It's about a couple of days." Meng Jiucheng looked at the blood stains that had become black, sighed secretly, and said to Mu Yi: "Let's call the refugees up the mountain, voluntarily, if you don't want to go, don't force it." ”

"Do they still have a choice?" Mu Yi smiled bitterly, turned around and walked towards the depression.

yes, they don't have a choice. And in these troubled times, who has more choices? If it is in peacetime, Meng Jiucheng would prefer to make money, be a rich man, marry a few beauties, and then travel to the mountains and rivers to be happy.

The times create heroes, and the heroes are not forced out by the times.

Meng Jiucheng's gaze swept over the corpse on the ground, and he shook his head sadly and sadly. Such a scene is just the beginning, and it will continue to appear in his eyes in the future, even more cruel and bloody.

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The winter sky was a little grey, even though it was a sunny day. The mountains and woods in the distance are immersed in the quiet and clear cold.

Meng Jiucheng, who had been busy for most of the night and had only slept for less than two hours, had to get up and start today's busier work.

Hundreds of people crowded into the small Taoist temple, and chaos was inevitable. In the worship hall, the tents hastily erected in the front yard were already full of people. This is still reluctant to live without distinguishing between relatives and families, and separating men and women.

What the hell is this, you have to fix the toilet first, right?

Meng Jiucheng squeezed around, barely inspecting it, and there were many yellow and white things outside the courtyard wall and in the corners, which made him frown.

Returning to the backyard with some sorrow, Meng Jiucheng went into the hut. The only remaining powder jar was placed outside, and he and the clown were huddled here to barely survive the night.

The room with a suite was inhabited by Xiaowei, Qiao E, Chen Mengyao and the little girl, and Mu Yi, Chen Daotong and Sanming lived outside. Limited by conditions, this is already an extra preferential treatment, and what kind of prevention does it pay attention to men and women!

"Brother Cheng, I have to go home today." When the clown saw Meng Jiucheng coming in, he hurriedly brought the brazier over.

"Qiao'e has to go back too." Meng Jiucheng stretched out his palm to the brazier to warm up, and said, "Settle down at home, if you want to come to my brother to help—"

"I'm definitely coming." The big clown said firmly, "Go home and say it, don't let them worry about me." ”

"Yes, good brother." Meng Jiucheng patted the big clown on the shoulder, groaned for a while, and said, "I'll go get some money in a while, you and Qiao E, as well as Sanming, all have a share." Not to thank you for risking your life to help me yesterday, but for leaving you to arrange your life at home. In this way, you can rest assured that you don't have to worry about your home. ”

The clown opened his mouth, swallowed back the insistence, and nodded vigorously.

"If you want to stand out in troubled times, you have to be born and die, fight and fight." Meng Jiucheng smiled bitterly and said earnestly: "You have to think about it." ”

"I've got it figured." The clown grinned and said, "Follow Brother Cheng, I feel happy." ”

Meng Jiucheng laughed, patted the clown's shoulder again, and said, "Let's go, go to that house, and arrange everything." Today, it's busy enough, and it's called entrepreneurship difficult. Ha ha. ”

If people are in a peaceful world, they naturally want to settle down and enjoy the pastoral life. Even if it is a hero, there is no opportunity and the objective environment to perform, so he has to sigh.

But if there are troubled times, some people fantasize about being a Liu Bang in the Han Dynasty, rising in the market, winning the world, and becoming an emperor. is a little smart, so he thinks he is Zhuge Kongming, strategizing, and worshipping the marquis. But these people tend to die quickly and early, for the simple reason that they are not self-aware.

This is the human heart, which changes with the situation. And this truth, not only talking about those refugees, also has enlightenment for Meng Jiucheng.

Just like Pei Qing and Shi Deguang, they felt that the troubled times were at the beginning of their careers, and they felt that they were very smart and powerful, but they were planted in this small Taoist temple, and they didn't even leave a name.

Therefore, we must do everything according to our ability, be cautious and careful, be able to hold back when we should be low-key, and be brave and fearless when we should rise up.

It's easy to say, but it's complicated. Meng Jiucheng believes that if you want to succeed, the most important thing is timing and scale.

Nearly 100 refugees, selected and strong, can also have about 30 people, self-protection is still insufficient, and it is difficult to enter. This means that you must be patient and not be impatient to stabilize your foundation first.

In order to stabilize the foundation, it is necessary not only to feed these refugees, but also to formulate rules and regulations, to win over people's hearts, and to be able to guard against small groups of enemies.

These ideas have been around for a long time, but the situation envisioned is different from what is expected now. For Meng Jiucheng, there is no need to think about it again, just a little modification can be implemented.