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Sima Fuqiang no longer planned to give the bandits in front of him a third chance to attack, and it was obvious that these guys had lost the courage to do it again, so he indulged his teammates and villagers to take advantage of the situation to chase and kill.

The villagers have been oppressed by the bandits for too long, and at this time, they have such a good opportunity to beat the water dogs, so they naturally can't let it go, and they don't hesitate to pursue these mortal enemies who have brought them too much pain. Most of the bandits were foot soldiers, and only a few of the elite had horses to ride, and they could not distance themselves from the pursuing pursuers, and from time to time a few arrows fell to the ground and were hacked to death by the villagers who caught up with them.

When the bandits wanted to disperse and flee for their lives, the dream people of the Tokai team had already mounted their horses and wrapped them from both sides, driving them together.

Seeing that even the chance of escaping is slim, some ruthless characters who lick blood with knives want to turn around and fight and pull a few people to accompany the funeral. When Sima Fuqiang noticed this trend, he couldn't help but be a little worried, Donghai Town didn't have much population resources now, and any loss of population was something he and Huang Zhi didn't want to see.

On the one hand, he asked his teammates to stare at the bandits who were dragging behind and protect the villagers who were adventuring, and on the other hand, he found a strong man with a loud voice and explained a few words in his ear.

After chasing forward for a while, seeing that more bandits wanted to turn back and fight to the death, at this time someone suddenly shouted, "The large army is going in the direction of Southwest Village, where we are fleeing!" ”

Moreover, under the deliberate suppression of the dreamman, the villagers also slowed down the pace of pursuit, and with the hope of life, the bandits were naturally reluctant to fight hard, and they drilled into the jungle to the west.

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After crossing the Nancun Bridge, there is a mountain in front of you, which is called Nanshan in the local area, and the Jiulong River flows from west to east in this section and goes to the direction of the East China Sea. On the contrary, the official road runs westward along the Kowloon River and Nanshan. After about five miles to the west, the official road bypasses Nanshan and turns to the big straight road to the south.

If you choose to continue northwest along the river through a jungle instead of following the official road to the south, you will find a mountain pass leading to a village in the southwest by traveling about seven or eight miles. The fleeing bandits chose this route under the drive and lure of Sima Fuqiang.

Before them, the main force of the 300-strong bandits also chose to use this route to "sneak attack" Donghai Town. It can be said that if it weren't for the preparation of the Tokai team in advance, this would indeed be a good sneak attack route. But now it has become a death trap laid for them by Sima Fuqiang and Huang Zhi.

At this time, according to Huang Zhi, it was exactly an hour when they went to the southwest village, and most of the Donghai team came to the south of the pass with the villagers who pretended to be the town guards, while Huang Zhi and the genuine town guards were blocked on the front line of the southwest village, and the bandits were marching in this jungle, not knowing that their every move was in the other party's calculations.

Seeing that all the bandits had been driven into the "pocket", Sima Fuqiang ordered all the men to stop the pursuit and set up a defensive formation in a small open space in front of the mountain pass.

The pass is located between Mount Genting in the north and Chiling in the south, and is only about 10 meters wide at its narrowest point, making it unsuitable for large forces. Either side only needs to send a small force of a certain size to block the enemy army on the other side of the pass. Therefore, at this time, with two hundred temporarily organized villagers, it is even easier to defend this place and prevent the bandits from coming out, even more than guarding the Nancun Bridge just now.

If it weren't for the fact that the Donghai team used villagers to pretend to be town guards to guard the Nancun Bridge, and their main forces also appeared, I am afraid that the bandits would not dare to take this road easily.

After passing the mountain pass, we continue to the northwest, and the terrain in front of us gradually opens up, but because it is a subtropical jungle, it is still inconvenient to walk. Even the occasional trail carved out by hunters will be obscured by newly grown vegetation after a week or two. There is not even a ready-made road in this jungle for people to walk on for a long time, and it can only be temporarily opened up as needed.

From the mountain pass to the southwestern village, this jungle is ten miles deep, and although the main force of the bandits has been marching here for more than an hour, it is still only about half the way. At the same time, Huang Zhi and the town guards waited outside the forest to deliver them a fatal blow.

Autumn is crisp and dry, and there is no faster and easier way to face this mountain forest than a fire meter. Sima Fuqiang and he arranged for Wu Qiang to prepare in advance, and a large amount of fire oil had been poured on the forest in advance, just waiting for Huang Zhi's order, and the town guards and township warriors would set fire to them everywhere at the same time.

Sima Fuqiang looked up at the sky and thought for a moment, then turned his head and called the villager who had just shouted to lure the bandits into this woodland, "You take a few people to collect some cloth strips from everyone, go to the riverside and wet the cloth, and you will need to cover your mouth and nose later." ”

Naturally, the villagers would not have any doubts or delays in the order of the town guard, let alone ask the reason, and someone immediately completed the matter. By the time they brought back the wet cloth strips, it was when everyone needed them most.

The autumn northwest wind brought a choking smell of smoke out of the valley, and the cries of the bandits drifted downstream.

As time passed, the smoke blowing out of the pass became thicker and darker, mixed with various smells, such as the smell of residual toxic gases produced by the incomplete combustion of fire oil, the smell of soot from burning firewood and grass, and even a faint smell of burnt air characteristic of the burning of animal fat.

There are also many people with active brains among the villagers, who have already understood what is happening in the mountains and forests ahead at this time, and they have celebrated with their hands. But as the person who was really in charge, there was no trace of joy on Captain Tokai's face.

Frowning, leading the villagers to retreat some distance to the north of the upwind, Sima Fuqiang looked at the smoke that was getting bigger and bigger, and a trace of unbearability rose in his heart. I'm afraid that the bandits who entered the valley have no chance to get out alive, and even if they are not burned to death by the fire, they will probably be choked to death by the smoke. It was more than 400 fresh lives, and they were wiped out in a simple trick by him and Huang Zhi.

Although Huang Zhi was repeatedly asked to harden his heart, this time Sima Fuqiang himself couldn't bear this huge sense of guilt. Although it was not him who did it himself, nor did he order the fire, he still couldn't get rid of the shadow entangled in his heart. The cries and cries for help in the wind became clearer, and the guilt in his heart became heavier.

After all, he was only a scholar of history, not a careerist who indulged in a single success, and his deep understanding of war made him understand better than anyone else that behind every victory meant the loss of a large number of young lives. Even if he faced a thief who was innocent this time, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart after all.

"In the future, it is better to kill as little as possible." He admonished himself in his heart.

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