The little bosses sweated down. It is their forte to fight on the battlefield with arrows and stones, but they are not good at summarizing these things.

A cigarette sat on the central seat, waiting for an answer from the people below, and after a long time, no one spoke.

"Say!"

There was a loud shout of smoke, and the little leaders were all trembling with fear.

"Fence ......," a small leader whispered.

"What do you say? Louder! ”

"Fence! They have fences," said the little leader, "and without them, our brethren would not have died so much." ”

The two leaders next to him looked at him with shocked expressions. If he dared to say this in the past, the owner of the village would definitely remove him from his post on the grounds of "shirking responsibility".

But this time, he didn't scold him immediately, but nodded and said, "The other party has a fence, right...... But when we fought Wujiazhuang before, their fence was much higher, but why didn't they have the same loss as today? ”

"Because of their weapons." The little leader was encouraged and talked eloquently, "Their weapons are longer than ours, and we have suffered a lot from rushing to the village." ”

The owner nodded.

In fact, there is another point that the small boss did not say. This time, the opponent's enemies were much more tenacious than theirs, and they seemed to be not afraid of death at all. In the past, they also rushed through many villages, and those militiamen often showed fatigue after three or two volleys and one charge, and at this time, they only needed to hand their swords and guns in front of them, and they would lose their weapons and flee, and the formation would completely disperse.

But this time the enemy was very different, no matter how they charged and intimidated, their formation was still impenetrable. On the contrary, on the bandits' side, because of the barrier of the fence, they could not charge neatly, and one person who climbed the fence often had to face several spears, so how could they fight?

"What you said is very good, very good." ”

Several small leaders breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as they slipped away, they immediately said: "But knowing that there is a fence, you can't attack it, and you still blindly attack it, what are you?" ”

"You're pigs! You're a bunch of pigs! The lives of our brothers have been killed by your three pigs! ”

"The owner of the village!" A small leader shouted, "Please condemn the owner of the village!" ”

"Please condemn the owner of the village!" Several small bosses said in unison.

"Condemnation? What are your sins? "You're just stupid." I think you're going to get back to work and hone your skills in the battle. ”

The three small leaders turned pale, stripped of their armor, and stood aside. From now on, they will be the last creeps.

Three more robbers who behaved better were summoned and promoted to new leaders on the spot. A slip of smoke completely showed his courage, such a major change, it was solved in two sentences. The three little leaders were dejected, although they also had their own lineage and their own cronies, but in the face of a smoke, what splash could they make?

After all, Yiyan is the undoubted owner of this village, and no one can disobey his will.

The vanguard of Heifeng Village this time was only more than one hundred and fifty or sixty people, and half of them were folded into this battle. However, the Black Wind Village is a big village, and there are more than 400 troops rushing to this side. The loss of dozens of people is still within their tolerance range.

In the past, they fought invincible, but this time Fengshi Village is obviously a piece of meat that is difficult to gnaw.

"This Fengshi Village cannot be defeated, it can only be outwitted." A flue.

……

In Fengshi Village, there is a bleak atmosphere.

The villagers gathered here one after another, and in the center of the crowd, a hoarse cry like a chick sounded.

"Son!"

A woman was in the middle of the crowd, holding in her hand a young man with an arrow stuck in his back, and his clothes stained red with blood.

The young man was a villager who had been conscripted into the auxiliaries, but he was hit by a stray arrow and died on the spot. Somehow his mother found out about this, she rushed into the camp of the auxiliaries and carried him out.

"Son! You died so unjustly! ”

More and more people gathered around, all pointing fingers at the painful mother in the center.

"What kind of soldier are you stupid! You died so unjustly! ”

"Auntie, people can't be resurrected, you mourn!" A villager next to it.

Everyone chimed in: "Mourn, mourn ......"

At this time, Zhang Aniu, who was assigned a task by Xu Wenshan, came here.

Xu Wenshan planned to expand the auxiliary troops. The fence at the entrance of the village needed more manpower, and the wounded soldiers needed to be cared for. This requires more squeezing of the villagers of Fengshi Village, and it is naturally not good for him to do it himself, so he handed over this task to Zhang Aniu.

"Everyone, everyone, please listen to me, Luhe is recruiting auxiliaries over there......"

As soon as Zhang Aniu, who didn't understand the situation, opened his mouth, he saw the villagers turn their heads and glared at him angrily.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

"Look at when this is, you're still here! Are you from Fengshi Village or Luhegou? An uncle said angrily.

Zhang Aniu saw the scene clearly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see ...... just now."

Another villager stood up and said, "Speaking of which, it was you kid who encouraged them to go to war, and you kid is a traitor!" ”

"I ...... How did I traitor me? I'm not here to protect our village......"

"You protected and protected, and let the people of our village die, that's how you protect?" The uncle asked.

Another person said: "Ah Niu, you should also learn to be smarter, those people in Luhegou are fighting with robbers, what does it matter to us?" You let them fight each other, and I advise you to quit early, otherwise you will die there sooner or later. ”

Zhang Aniu's tears rolled in his eyes, and he said, "Why are you all like this?" Do you think that if we don't fight now, when all the people in Luhegou are dead, those robbers will let us go? ”

"If it weren't for the people of Luhegou who came to kill the dragon's head, would those robbers have targeted us?" The kneeling aunt on the ground suddenly said hysterically.

"Yes, there weren't so many robbers when the dragon head was there."

"Speaking of which, it's still the people of Luhegou who are causing trouble."

Zhang Aniu is angry and pitiful to these villagers, angry that they have no vision, only care about the one acre and three points of land in front of them, and pity them for being cowardly and obscene, and would rather be oppressed than resist.

For these cowardly villagers, Zhang Aniu really had no choice but to go back while crying.

His tears were not due to sadness, but to anger, anger at these villagers.