Chapter Eighty-Five: The Rogue Strikes
It was destined to be a sleepless night.
Fires continued to rise all over the city, wailing and crying endlessly, and Xiao Qiu and Luo Linchuan hugged each other and cheered each other on.
In the second half of the night, Luo Suyi saw on the second floor that the group of people who had come to make trouble before had come to the front door of Youranju again, and almost all of them had a lot of gold and silver treasures on them.
Seeing that the leisurely residence was safe and sound, the man at the head kicked the stone steps next to him in some anger.
"Boss, it's time for us to retreat, it's too late if we don't leave."
The man spat out a mouthful of spit and looked at the plaque of "Leisurely Ju" with bloodthirsty eyes, as if he wanted to imprint these words in his heart.
"Let's go!"
After sweeping away Anyang County, the vast group of refugees finally withdrew from the city.
"Let's go...... Let's go? Xiao Qiu asked with some trembling.
"Hmm." Although the refugees retreated, Russell still hung on the edge of the cliff and could not let go. "I hope they don't retreat to the surrounding villages......"
She muttered to herself, looking worriedly in the direction of the refugees' retreat.
Li You, who single-handedly led today's refugee siege incident, naturally didn't know Luo Suyi's extravagance, otherwise he would definitely reply rampantly: "Guess right, they are preparing to retreat in the direction of Xihe Village." ”
At that time, Mu Xiwen didn't know that a group of refugees were consciously coming to Xihe Village, but she knew that although there were no soldiers stationed in Anyang County, Fengwu County, next door to Anyang County, had set up a hundred households.
It only takes half a day to get from Fengwu County to Anyang County, and the soldiers of the guard will definitely rush to the town of Anyang County to suppress the refugees.
She said in a loud voice: "Changhe, you immediately go to Zhaozhuang Village and Shangqing Village, inform the Lizheng refugees there of the siege of the city, and ask them to organize the villagers to defend the village."
Daddy, you take all the women, old and young in the village and retreat to your home. Brother Shuncai, you take ten villagers to protect everyone. The rest of you, all of them, take their weapons and follow me to the entrance of the village! ”
Everyone went to their posts in an orderly manner according to the order, and made sure that all the villagers were gathered, so Mu Xiwen came to the entrance of the village with weapons with them.
Mu Shan looked ahead, his already majestic face was even more terrifying at this time, "Awen, how do you know that those refugees will go to Xihe Village?" ”
"In the middle of the night, the soldiers stationed in Fengwu County will arrive. If the siege of the refugees had not been deliberately organized, they would most likely have stayed in the city and then been suppressed by the soldiers.
However, if someone with a heart instigated the incident to take the lead, they would definitely flee before the soldiers arrived, and it was very likely that these people would be rogues. ”
Hearing the word Liukou, the surrounding villagers became even more timid.
"The rogues are all murderous without blinking, if you want to protect your family, you have to show 120,000 courage! Now, teams of five take turns patrolling, while the rest go to cut down bamboo to make weapons. Recharge for the time being, and the real battle will not begin until the second half of the night. ”
Looking at Mu Xiwen, who did not change his face in the face of the attack of the rogues at such a time of crisis, the anxious villagers seemed to have taken a reassuring pill.
The sky was getting darker, and except for the patrolmen, the rest of the villagers were sitting on the ground eating and resting.
A full moon climbed into the air, casting a hazy veil over the earth. The moonlight is exceptionally bright tonight.
"Quack-quack-"
Occasionally, frogs chirped, but soon the earth calmed down again.
In the midst of this beautiful, silent night, there were suddenly many chaotic and fragmented sounds in the distance.
Seeing the small grains of sand that were shaken up on the ground, Mu Xiwen's eyes shrank, and he shouted: "All attention! ”
Everyone stood up in unison, their weapons clenched in both hands, and their eyes showed a mixture of fear and excitement.
After more than ten minutes, a dense crowd of refugees appeared in the eyes of the villagers. Most of the people in front of them are supporting the old and the young, their eyes cowering and numb; The people in the rear are much better in spirit, and they all have jewels on their bodies.
Mu Xiwen instantly distinguished them, it seemed that the one in front was a real refugee, and the one in the back was a rogue.
More than 10 meters away from the villagers of Xihe Village, the refugees slowly stopped.
The two sides looked at each other from afar.
Mu Xiwen pretended not to know the true face of the other party, and stood up and shouted: "This is our territory, you can walk from the official road, or take other paths, but you can't pass through our village." ”
The refugees in front looked helplessly to the rear.
A man in his thirties pushed the others away and stepped forward, "What if we have to go in?" What are you? A girl, I think you still serve my uncle obediently, and I can let you live a few more days. ”
In response to him was a merciless arrow.
Sharp arrows flew past the man's scalp, leaving only a bloodied scalp.
"!" The man covered his head and cursed uncleanly, but his steps involuntarily retreated.
"This time it's just a warning, and next time the arrow will stick in your stinky mouth. Don't you roll yet? ”
The man was swept away in public, and he was very angry in his heart, and he just wanted to rush in and kill these villagers, so that the woman in charge could taste his strength.
"This village has a bumper harvest this year, and there must be a lot of food at home, so everyone will not worry about food and clothing when they rush in! Come on! ”
The men and the men were heckling in the crowd, assuming a charging posture and shouting frantically: "Everyone rush!" The grain of the white flowers is waiting for us right there! ”
The rest of the refugees were bewitched, captured by the thirst for food in their hearts, and fearlessly rushed towards the villagers.
All of a sudden, the two sides were in a mess.
On the one hand, in order to survive, in order to fight for the hope of living; On the one hand, for protection, for dignity, to protect the family.
Mu Xiwen, Wei Ziyin, and Zhou Yezi glanced at each other, and raised the weapon in his hand to aim at the "refugee" who was holding a short knife and had a fierce look in his eyes.
This time, she won't show any mercy.
The refugees are defenseless and frail, but they cannot endure the overwhelming numbers; The villagers are armed with weapons, which on the surface seem to have the upper hand, but the weapons made of bamboo are not very lethal and can even be easily broken.
What's more, there are only about 100 men in Xihe Village, far less than the thousands of refugees.
The villagers of Xihe Village were defeated and retreated, and constantly tightened their defensive lines. When the bamboo breaks, he goes into battle with his bare hands, and one person has to stop at least two, four, or even more enemies.
The arrows in the hands of Mu Xiwen and the three of them also decreased rapidly, and this was still under their conscious control, specifically picking on the rogue.
Although the rogues disguised as refugees continued to be shot and killed, the defenses of Xihe Village began to show holes, and refugees continued to break through the protective line and run into the interior of Xihe Village.
Thinking of their relatives, the villagers of Xihe Village became even more unsettled, and some even gave up resistance and ran to the village, wanting to go back to protect their families.