"I'll go!"

Fang Xiaoyue was so angry that he almost chased after the villager and beat him up, but his strong will still made him make the most correct choice: "You guys retreat to the wilderness!" ”

Dropping these words, Fang Xiaoyue rushed straight towards the infantry.

For him, this is also a helpless choice.

Under the condition that the patrol team is vigilant, let these villagers who have not had much time to train rush up and fight them in close combat, I am afraid that the number of casualties will make Taoyuan Valley cry.

Not to mention that under the infantry, those cavalry can easily draw their bows and arrows to inflict devastating damage on the villagers who rush over!

In the absence of metal armor, let the cavalry shoot arrows easily, and the villagers would have died a terrible death.

Therefore, the only way is for Fang Xiaoyue to attract firepower alone, so that everyone can escape and disengage.

But things didn't go exactly according to his will.

As soon as he smashed the two Beiyue infantry to the ground with two punches, he heard a whooshing sound in the air, and subconsciously blocked it with his right hand, when even an arrow was bounced out.

But at this time, there was a scream behind him, and Fang Xiaoyue didn't have time to look back, approached an infantryman, grabbed the opponent's scimitar and launched a proficient disassembly.

The infantry didn't have the slightest power to resist, and the scimitar in his hand was snatched away by Fang Xiaoyue.

With a knife in his hand, his lethality suddenly increased, and he leaped into the crowd, the light of the knife flashed, and in an instant the screams of those infantry companies could be heard.

By the time Fang Xiaoyue went out and went straight to the cavalry behind, there was only one infantry left who could stand intact.

Those cavalrymen were extremely alert, and when they saw Fang Xiaoyue rushing through the crowd in an instant, they didn't dare to continue to stay, they turned their horses' heads and fled backwards, without the slightest heroism.

Ran away?

Fang Xiaoyue hesitated slightly, and did not continue to catch up, but turned around and slashed the intact infantryman to the ground with two swords, and grabbed the weapons and shields that had fallen to the ground.

Only then did he see a villager who had been hit by an arrow in the chest, lying on the ground panting, and he was dead.

He remembered that the villager's name was Wang Laoqi, and there was an old mother and two young children at home.

However, this time is not the time to sigh, he saw Zhang Pinggui and a few people get out of the grass on the side of the road, and immediately threw the weapons he picked up: "Return to Taoyuan Valley immediately!" ”

And he grabbed the old man and carried it behind his back.

When a group of people walked through the Howling Wind Valley in embarrassment, while Fang Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, the old man Wang also lost his breath.

The group returned to Taoyuan Valley with some demoralization, and Wang Laoqi's family even cried and screamed, which made Fang Xiaoyue really have a headache, but they had to be carefully comforted.

After this matter was dealt with, Fang Xiaoyue returned to the wooden house next to the potato field and sat down, calmed down, and then contacted the few vole statues he had dropped, only to find that he had left in time.

Perhaps it was the fleeing cavalry who reported the news, and soon a large group of cavalry came from the county town, constantly searching the fields on both sides of the road.

In that posture, if you lead people to walk a little slower, I'm afraid you will be caught up by them.

Of course, even so, Wang Laoyue's death also made Fang Xiaoyue feel a little uncomfortable.

Think about it, too, the enemy can't always act according to his plan.

In the past, he was able to lead people to surround and kill those Beiyue soldiers without injury, which was nothing more than taking a surprise.

But now, as the Beiyue Army becomes more and more cautious, taking people out has become a burden.

In the next twenty days, Fang Xiaoyue never left the 100,000 Mountain.

No way, at this time, the Beiyue Army was like a mad dog that was stepped on by its tail, and frequently sent patrols to search everywhere, like a huge net enveloping the entire Subian County.

In such a situation, unless Fang Xiaoyue didn't want Taoyuan Valley, otherwise, it would be difficult to come back when he went out.

Therefore, he had to squat honestly in Taoyuan Valley, meditate and practice boxing when he had nothing to do, and he couldn't help it, so he took a few young men out hunting or something.

As time went on, the weather gradually became a little hotter.

Spring is coming to an end, and early summer is coming.

The potato field next to the hut also showed a little yellowing.

The potatoes should be ripe.

After rudely driving away the few sons who had nothing to do with him and wanted to learn a few more tricks, and telling them to stay outside and not allow others to enter, Fang Xiaoyue took a hoe, came to the periphery of the potato field, and dug down towards the vines that had slowed down.

As we have seen before, there are no golden crow potatoes on the periphery of the potato field, and if you dig inside, there are none.

But I don't know if the soil here is particularly suitable for potatoes, and once the vines are dug up, the bottom is full of fruit.

The bowl-sized potatoes are like grapes strung together under the vines, and the joy of a good harvest rises in your heart.

When he had finished plowing the entire potato field, the harvested potatoes were piled up on the side, like a hill.

Of course, these ordinary potatoes didn't have much value in Fang Xiaoyue's eyes at all.

He was most concerned about the fiery red golden crow potatoes.

The number of golden black potatoes is much smaller than that of ordinary potatoes.

Counting, there are only forty-seven pieces in total, and the total weight is only forty catties.

You know, ordinary potatoes are at least a thousand catties!

The gap between the two is huge.

But this is not surprising, there is only such a lump of golden crow, this potato is absorbed, and there is only so little golden crow potato that can be bred.

Fang Xiaoyue tried, but still couldn't send the golden black potatoes into the dice space for storage, so she could only bury them in the soil under the wooden house.

After hiding the golden black potatoes, Fang Xiaoyue called in a few sons who were guarding outside and asked them to send the ordinary potatoes to the stone room for storage.

At the same time, he also had people open up new fields on Taoyuan Trail outside, ready to be used to sow potatoes.

Looking at the climate in the 100,000 mountains this year, it should be possible to sow another season of potatoes.

The villagers of Taoyuan Valley have never seen such a thing as potatoes.

Fang Xiaoyue didn't know if there were potatoes in this plane.

But it didn't matter, take out some potatoes, boil them in water, beat them into mashed potatoes, and add some honey, and it became a favorite staple food for the villagers.

In these years, it is very good to have food, and the villagers are actually not so picky eaters.

The most critical problem was that when they heard Fang Xiaoyue say that this thing could yield more than 1,000 catties per mu, or even higher, the villagers were boiling.

Of course, there are those who believe and those who don't.

But whether they believed it or not, after Fang Xiaoyue took them to the potato field before, and went to the stone room to weigh all the potatoes, the villagers who didn't believe it anymore were dumbfounded.

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