Leng Yuan wanted to tear the Hugh book to shreds, but he was really reluctant to plan a very advanced distribution map.

So, he folded the distribution map in half a few times, put it away closely, and lay down on the bed.

At this time, Mu Ling was in the southeast corner of the house, watching the villagers dig a well.

The stealth Ai Ci used electromagnetic waves to transmit: "Report to the master, there are still sixty-nine points seven hundred and ninety-three meters away from the spring." ”

It is less than seventy meters from the spring.

If more than 1,000 more laborers can be added, it will be dug up in a few days.

Of course, by adding more than 1,000 laborers, Mu Ling is not only for them to dig springs, but also for the subsequent construction of villages.

After all, she had already drawn all the renderings of the Jinhua Village planning display board.

Drawn in great detail.

"Big Treasure Niang."

While the villagers were busy with their work, they greeted Mu Ling warmly.

"Big Treasure Niang."

Mu Ling greeted the villagers with a smile, "Everyone has worked hard. ”

The villagers laughed, "Haha, there is white rice and large pieces of meat, and you can still receive white rice when you are finished, what is bitter, not bitter, not bitter, not bitter at all!" ”

Many villagers chimed in.

"If there is a white rice collar every day, let alone let us dig a well, it is to hang upside down to brush the well, and we are willing."

"Hahaha..."

The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

Bang! Bang! Bang......

"Oh no!"

The deafening bangzi sound, accompanied by the panicked shouts of the villagers, suddenly resounded throughout Jinhua Village, "Oh no! ”

"Da Bao Niang, it's not good!"

"Hibiki Horse has entered the village!"

"What ?!!"

"Hibiki has entered the village?!"

When the villagers heard the sound of the horse attacking the village, they all changed color.

Most of the horses are armed with martial arts, are warlike and murderous, and do not let go of old and young women and children. They robbed and burned, burned houses, and burned mountains. They not only robbed money and food, but also women.

The villagers have a grudge against Hibiki.

Many times, Xiangma attacked the village in the dark at night, and dozens of Xiangma could loot and slaughter a village of hundreds of people.

But now this is a blue sky and a white day, and the sound horse is actually coming openly with an open fire, and there must be a lot of people and horses coming.

In other words, in an ordinary village, when you hear a horse entering the village, you can hide if you can hide, and hide if you can hide.

But in today's Jinhua Village, there are thousands of original villagers and invited laborers, among which there are many young and middle-aged people who are powerful and powerful.

If you want them to be tortured and die, it must be impossible.

As soon as the sound of bangs fell, the villagers who were digging wells, digging ditches, and carrying stones had gathered together, and each of them was holding an iron in his hand, or carrying a hoe, or waving a flat pole.

The drought continued, and it was hard enough to suffer from hunger and thirst, and these horses wanted to block their last way of life.

If you simply go out, you will inevitably fight to the death with the sound horse!

When the villagers were the guys, Mu Ling quietly sent Ai Ci into the house to protect Yao and the three babies.

Leng Yuan came out of the house and passed by Ai Ci, who had entered the house incognito.

The stealthy Ai Ci quickly entered the house.

Leng Yuan paused, concentrating for a long time, although he didn't feel any master's breath, he was still not at ease. He immediately summoned a secret guard with a whistle and ordered him to guard the roof of the courtyard, and then he stepped out with confidence.

At this time.

Many villagers have gathered outside the courtyard.

"Let's divide the soldiers into several ways to kill the generals, and surround the group of god-killing horses in the middle, so that they will not come back!"

"Before we besiege the horses, we prepare multiple bundles of ropes, and make sure their horses trip first!"

"Yes, if we can snatch their horses over, we will rob them, but if we can't grab them, we will directly hoe the horses into meat sauce with a hoe!"

The villagers' thoughts are skinny, but the reality is cruel.

Don't look at the momentum of the villagers, but the so-called strategy they said is not useful at all in front of the fierce and powerful Xiangma.

"What's going on?"

A warm and inquiring voice, with the appearance of Leng Yuan, actually carried an irresistible majesty.

"Master Leng."

The villagers gathered outside the gate of the courtyard house shouted respectfully, "Master Leng." ”

Bian made way for Leng Yuan one after another.

Leng Yuan followed the path given by the villagers and walked in front of Mu Ling, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"There is a ringing horse attacking the village." Mu Ling's expression was calm, "The dozen or so villagers guarding the entrance of the village will definitely not dare to stop it, and they will not be able to stop it." At this time, Xiangma is estimated to have come in from the entrance of the village, and I don't know how many people have come. ”

Seeing that the situation was so urgent, Leng Yuan didn't say a word, and directly blew the Xuantie crescent whistle.

A unique whistle sliced through the void.

The same unique whistle sounded immediately from the direction of the village entrance, and it sounded twice in succession.

Leng Yuan's frowning sword eyebrows stretched instantly, and he spoke warmly, "My subordinates have already intercepted that group of ringing horses at the entrance of the village. Rest assured, with my subordinates, absolutely no horse can step into Jinhua Village even half a step. ”

Leng Yuan raised his hand neatly, "Let's go back to work." "Gather here and chatter, don't wake up the three babies who are reluctant to wake him up for a while.

The villagers were all greatly relieved when they heard Leng Yuan's words, and at the same time, they wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads in shock, it was true that they had just said that they would fight hard with Xiangma. However, if you really give up your life, what will happen to your parents, wives and children at home?

Mu Ling saw the villagers standing in place in a daze, and waved at everyone with a smile on his face, "Don't worry! Leng Ye's subordinates can kill the group of ringing horses who don't know whether they are alive or dead in a blink of an eye! You can rest assured that your heart will be back in your stomach. ”

"Let's all go back to work."

"Let's all go back to work with peace of mind."

When the villagers heard Leng Yuan and Mu Ling's repeated assurances, it was like eating two reassuring pills in a row, and they immediately rushed to work.

Mu Ling looked at the entrance of the village.

In the sky above the entrance of the village, a string of overlapping words suddenly appeared.

For a while, it is two hundred and thirty-five lives on the back.

One hundred and ninety-three kills for a while.

All in all, for a while, it is difficult to distinguish the specific number of people on the enemy side and our side.

It is not possible to count the exact number of casualties.

I only know that the two sides are caught in a fierce melee.

As a special forces soldier of the SWAT team in his previous life, Mu Ling has always shouldered the mission of destroying important targets of the enemy.

Now that the enemy has led the men and horses to the doorstep, how can Mu Ling stand idly by?

You must jump into the fray right away!

Mu Ling thinks so and acts like this.

But Mu Ling walked out a few steps, a golden saddle and golden stirrup, fat and strong white high-headed horse, fierce and fierce towards her!

It's too late, it's too soon!

Mu Ling was about to dodge to the side, and suddenly felt a tight neck on the back of his neck!

Her whole body suddenly looked like a chicken, and her limbs hung in the air.

Before Mu Ling could figure out who was suddenly attacking her, she was led to sit on a saddle bridge with moderate hardness and softness.

Then a powerful arm wrapped around her waist, and the other hand tightened the reins of the horse that sat down.

Mu Ling only felt that the mount under his crotch had stepped on the spot and turned around, and the whole horse had already turned its head. At this moment, she smelled a faint scent of ambergris.

Cold Abyss?!