The sun sets, and the dense forest is deep.

The sunset on the horizon is like blood, and it looks particularly strange when it reflects the entire forest.

"Ahem, I'm going to walk on the road later, if you meet any passers-by, don't kill him, just scare him away!"

Meng Ke took out a piece of linen cloth from his arms and tied it to his face, pulling it up to the bridge of his nose, leaving only a pair of narrow phoenix eyes.

"You know!"

Behind him, the thirteenth person did the same, tying his hair with straw rope to hide his appearance.

'On this trip, I don't know how many people will survive......

His eyes swept over the crowd behind him and he sighed secretly.

The Ming Dynasty did not allow people to privately cast armor, firearms, and crossbows, but other cold weapons did not prohibit other cold weapons.

In Article 15 of the "Da Ming Law-Military Law-Military and Political Volume", it is written that bows, arrows, knives, guns, crossbows, harpoons, forks, etc., "are all suitable for the people" and are not prohibited.

In other words, if the old man Zhou in Nantian Village was a little far-sighted, he should be able to equip even a single-shot crossbow at home at this moment.

……

"Brother Suo, your big guy is so majestic! Can you, can you let me touch ......"

As he spoke, he saw a greedy look in the young man's eyes, and his gaze fell on what the shuttle was holding.

It was a longbow.

Hearing him say this, the people around him laughed: "Little Four, don't make trouble." Do you know what this is? ”

The young man named Xiaosi glanced at everyone dissatisfied, and then turned his head to the shuttle: "Brother Shuozi, take a look...... Let's touch it! ”

"No, this is something handed down by the ancestor, and it was used by a general in the previous dynasty."

At this moment, the shuttle's face showed a little pride and pride.

He didn't feel much of a sense of belonging to the weapon in his hand, after all, it was too heavy. If you shake the arrow twice, you can easily hurt yourself.

"Brother Suozi knows how to cheat, and he still goes forward and forward, I don't know how many years have passed, where can this bow be used after being stored for so long?"

Xiao Si obviously couldn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour, but there was obvious envy and jealousy in his tone: "Even if it's really an heirloom, isn't it sold to the master?" Cut ......"

"Hey!"

Just when Xiao Si was muttering, he saw the shuttle snort coldly, raised his right foot and stepped on the table: "Look at how you are taught!" ”

The shuttle was poked in the sore spot.

If you can't survive, who wants to sell your heirloom cheaply?

That's right, cheap sales.

sold one or two or four dollars of silver, and only exchanged for three buckets of millet, and the rice shop was black-hearted, and it was still calculated according to the small bucket.

A family of five mouths, who is enough for this bit of food?

In order to survive, he sold the field and gave it to the Zhou family as a nursing home.

Master Zhou relied on having a good brother, who ran rampant in the countryside and the common people, and offended a lot of people, so he gave a lot of monthly money to the nursing home.

Tight, tight, plus his wife's money for weaving, it's enough for the family to barely survive.

It's just that I didn't expect the bow to go around and go back to my hand.

After the shuttle finished cleaning up the little four, he sighed in a place where no one was and shook his head self-deprecatingly.

'Shuttle, let me warn you, if this bow is damaged in your hand, it will be paid...... Twenty taels of silver, but you can't afford to lose your whole family if you sell it......

The butler's words still lingered in his ears, as if they were mocking, as if they were humiliating.

'Alas, a poor man is a poor man all his life......

"Bang bang bang!"

A sharp knock on the door interrupted his self-deprecation.

……

Meng Ke and his entourage entered Nantian Village, and they didn't encounter any obstacles, and they didn't even need to ask for directions, they had already touched the gate of the Zhou family's manor.

"This week, the lord is really not a thing!"

Guo Changhan looked at the surrounding environment, and his face showed a trace of indignation.

The village of Nantian is built on a hill, and the gentle and open bottom is occupied by a candle-lit manor. The rest of the villagers live in caves on the hillside.

"Master Zhao will also help Zhangjiacun build fences and reduce land rent, he ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was glared back coldly by Meng Ke: "Say a few words." After you go in, Master Zhou will leave it for you to kill, don't dare to do it! ”

"Who said you don't dare to do it?! Forehead...... I will rush to the first one! Lao Guo's face turned red and he stammered and explained.

Meng Ke ignored it, and his eyes swept over the people behind him.

Although everyone wrapped their cheeks in linen, the eyes that were exposed exposed revealed their mood at the moment.

Nervous, scared, excited, anticipating...... And so on all kinds of looks intertwined.

These complex and contradictory emotions are unbelievable, and they are actually from these men who always like to quarrel and fight on weekdays.

"When I shout two slogans on weekdays, my blood boils, but now I want to retreat!?"

Meng Ke's eyes focused on some of the most obvious people.

These people, who love to fight bravely and fiercely on weekdays, are now being targeted by Meng Ke's gaze, but they lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak.

"Didn't someone say to us the day before yesterday, 'Isn't he a good person'? Bite? If you are not a good person, you will only bully the people? ”

These low words fell in Zhao Sanping's ears, but they were like thunder.

Although he didn't name him, who didn't know that the phrase 'he is not a good person' was his mantra?

Zhao Sanping's face showed shame, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

On the other side, Meng Ke continued to mobilize before the war: "If you want to be a deserter, drop the bamboo gun, run back, and read for the sake of getting along for two days, let's spare your life!"

"Is there any?!"

If no one moves, they won't be able to survive anyway, so it's better to die standing up.

"Good! In this case, today we are just advancing without retreating, with death without life! Later, we will go first, and after the door is opened, you just have to rush. When the time comes, it will be the same head and a pair of hands, if you don't even have the courage to go up and fight hard, don't blame us for turning our faces and not recognizing people! ”

"Meng Xiaolang, let someone take the lead!"

The expression on Lu Cai's face was rare and serious, he gently put down the bamboo gun in his hand, and pulled out the pig-killing knife from his waist: "You are the leader, if something happens later, even if you cut off the head of so-and-so, so-and-so will not have the face to see the brothers again." ”

Meng Ke was very satisfied that Lu Cai was able to adjust himself in time, but he didn't plan to agree: "Okay, remember to send the head to the master later!" ”

With that, he raised his sword and walked towards the courtyard wall.

"Eh, Meng Xiaolang...... Alas! ”

Seeing this, Lu Cai didn't plan to ask for a bamboo gun again, so he directly followed with a pig-killing knife.

The rest of the crowd followed them.

"Eh, Lao Zhao, you are not a good person, you are afraid of the soft and afraid ......"

In order to relieve the tension, a man beside Zhao Sanping couldn't help but arch his arm and joked with a smile.

Who would have thought that Zhao Sanping would push him away and chase after him: "Hmph, it's a hero or a bear, we'll see you on the battlefield!"

"Hey, you're ......"

At this moment, this ruffian is finally a little bloody.