Wednesday Gui yawned and looked outside, it was already dark, but the battle report from the front had not yet arrived.

In troubled times, ordinary people want to be alive and fed. And a wealthy man like Wednesday Gui has to think more and think further. In this way, we can not only survive, but also keep our family property, or we can seize the opportunity to prosper more.

At the beginning, thanks to his quick decision and the surrounding landlords and local tyrants to rebel against the money, he was able to continue to live this comfortable life. Otherwise, the Zhou clan would have become a ghost under the knife of the chaotic people, and the money, land, and house would not have changed owners.

Now, not only does it belong to you, but it may be able to last for a long time. And the Zhou family is standing tall, relying on the wind to make the rudder......

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and before Zhou Gui came back to his senses, the door was vigorously pushed open, and the housekeeper rushed in, panting and reporting: "Master, my lord, it's not good, our men and horses have been defeated!" The Red Turban Army is coming......"

Zhou Gui jumped up and raised his hand to slap the housekeeper, "Nonsense, how can we lose?" Say, what the hell is going on? ”

"Yes, it was the people of the Wu family who said it, they passed through the town, and they were very embarrassed." The housekeeper who was slapped was very aggrieved, but he didn't expect to hurry to report the news, but he was slapped by the master.

Wednesday Gui was surprised in his heart, but he still forced his composure, hoping that the housekeeper had heard it wrong, or that someone from the Wu family was talking nonsense. He strode out of the house, gathered his men, and went to find out the news while strengthening the town's defenses.

The news was found quickly, and the Red Turban Army failed to completely annihilate the enemy, and hundreds of people ran out from the flank, but there were not many people in the Zhou family.

It's over, it's over!

After getting the confirmatory news, Wednesday was as expensive as five lightning strikes, and his eyes were stunned, and it took a long time to wake up.

An army of more than 2,500 people was defeated?! Zhou Zonghe lost his head, and there was a loss of more than half of the centaurs, which was tantamount to breaking his backbone, relying on the current centaurs, can this crossroads town still hold on?

What the? The opponent can use sorcery, there are wooden carts that spit flames and kill the middle, and iron fireballs that explode on the ground and are either dead or injured-

On Wednesday, Gui's mind was in turmoil, and it wasn't until Mr. Wu called him that he woke up, but he didn't have an idea.

"My lord—" Mr. Wu suggested in a deep voice, "the top priority is to ask the families for help, so that they can understand that there are no eggs under the nest, and if the Zhou family is defeated, they will not be able to get well." Moreover, it is to report to Liu Wenzheng urgently, after all, he is still a family in name, and he is lured by money and money, and asks him to send troops to help, and get through this difficulty first. ”

Zhou Gui thought about it and nodded helplessly. So far, what else can be done? The most important thing is to block the Red Turban Army and not make the Zhou family defeated. As for the loss, as long as you can get through it, you can find a way to get it back slowly in the future.

At Mr. Wu's suggestion, Zhou Gui quickly set it up, and summoned a few officers who remained in the town to strengthen their defenses and resist the enemy. Most of these people are his clansmen and relatives, and no matter what their ability is, he is more trusted.

Regardless of whether there was a trace of luck or not, Zhou Zhou Gui was not prepared to flee with his family, but went back to his house to hide some gold and silver. This is also normal, if you don't have an army in your hands, how much gold and silver treasure you carry with you is also a fat sheep in the eyes of others, and it is not safe to run anywhere, or even more dangerous.

Therefore, there is one last way for you to retreat, and that is to surrender. He felt that he didn't have any deep hatred with Meng Jiucheng, and it was unlikely that he would raid his family and destroy his family. Now, of course, he could not show such tendencies, lest his subordinates be centrifuged and defeated without a fight.

Time is passing, and Wednesday's mood is also uneasy, up and down. He didn't know if the Red Turbans had already made their way to Crossroads, or when the time would come to decide their fate. Thinking wildly, he sat in his chair and gradually fell asleep.

Woo-woo, the terrible sound of the horn woke up Wednesday Gui, and he was in a hurry to get up, but his feet were numb, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

The sound of gongs, drums, noisy human voices, and the sound of footsteps rang out in Crossroads.

Take advantage of the victory to attack, and the soldiers are fast. After the victory of the Red Turban Army, after a little rectification, they arrived at Crossroads Town under the leadership of Meng Jiucheng and others.

"Mr. Huang, please!" Meng Jiucheng seemed to be smiling, stretched out his hand, and motioned for the captured Mr. Huang to enter the town.

"Yes, yes." Mr. Huang agreed repeatedly, and ran towards the town, shouting as he ran, for fear that the defenders in the town would accidentally injure him.

If you are forced to surrender on Wednesday, it is naturally best to be able to win without a fight. Judging from Wednesday's greedy nature and family-guarding nature, there is a lot of hope.

But Meng Jiucheng didn't count on Mr. Huang's incorruptible tongue, he watched Mr. Huang enter the town, and immediately ordered the troops to prepare for bombardment.

The sound of the catapult gave goosebumps to the sound of the catapult.

If there is more gunpowder, you can make a projectile cannon, which is the black powder version of the Sky Cannon. Meng Jiucheng rubbed his nose, and he also had a lot of slander about the functional restrictions of the stone thrower.

"Test firing three shots-" Meng Jiucheng waved his arm down.

A moment later, boom, boom, boom, thunderclap after thunderbolt. Then, in the distance, shouts, exclamations, screams of fear, and a chaotic aura of fear could begin to permeate the defenders.

This is a deterrent and an urge. Moreover, the town is not a county seat, and there are only simple walled walls, which can be broken by smashing stones, although it takes longer.

At this time, Zhou Gui was listening to Mr. Huang with a gloomy face as he told the story of the failure and the words of Meng Jiucheng who he brought, and suddenly three loud noises startled him.

Mr. Huang also paused, and then said helplessly: "I am incompetent and incompetent, and I have failed to live up to the trust of adults." But this time I came to persuade not for myself, but for the sake of the adult's net worth. It's all heartfelt words, and I hope adults will think twice. ”

Wednesday's face was cloudy, judging from the strength alone, the Red Turban Army already had a clear advantage, not to mention such a powerful weapon. The town is obviously unable to hold on, and will the men and horses of the other families be reinforced, and when will they arrive? As for Liu Wenzheng, the journey is farther, and it is estimated that the person who reported the news has not arrived yet!

Mr. Huang looked at Mr. Wu, smiled bitterly, and motioned for him to step forward with his eyes.

Mr. Wu listened to the narration and saw it very clearly, knowing that it could not be supported. And the reinforcements don't say whether there are any, and now the water is far away and can't quench the thirst of the near. It's just that he thinks that if he wants to make Zhou Gui give up resistance, he needs some preferential conditions! For example, to ensure that the property of the Zhou family is not lost, and to ensure the safety of the relatives of the Zhou family......