[Complete the rescue mission, the Medic's LV is increased to 4, and the experience is 5/40]

Finally, all the wounded were treated simply.

Zhang Luo also asked Zhenhaiwei to carry the wounded who fell to the ground onto a stretcher from the villagers.

Only then did everyone leave the back mountain and return to Zhenhaiwei.

It was only at dawn that the group carried the wounded back to Zhenhaiwei.

Ah Gong Zhang and the third master looked at the wounded who were carried into the ancestral hall.

His face was filled with sorrow and inaction.

Zhang Luo stood at the rear of the large army.

I vaguely saw a shadow not far away.

By the time he opened his eyes and looked closely, the shadow had disappeared without a trace.

A cadre of people stood on the square in front of the ancestral hall.

Ah Gong Zhang stiffened his pestle and crutches, and said loudly:

"Why is this happening? How we lost! ”

Clan fighting is a common thing in southern Fujian.

In addition to Dongshan Village, Zhenhaiwei also had armed fights with other villages.

The details of the old rival Dongshan Village are also very clear.

The first few times I confronted Dongshan Village.

Zhenhaiwei has returned from a big victory.

Why was he beaten so miserably by Dongshan Village this time?

The villagers in the square were silent and speechless.

Whoever knows the reason is lying down now.

It was dark at night.

The two sides are separated by a wide mountain road.

Everyone didn't know what happened to Zhang Changwei, who took the lead.

Zhang Luo walked quickly to Ah Gong Zhang and said:

"Village chief, Changwei, they all have traces of being seriously injured by iron tools and wire mesh."

"Ironware, wire mesh?"

Zhang Ah Gong looked at Zhang Luo suspiciously.

Zhang Luo continued:

"It's different from regular farming tools like hoes and sticks."

"The weapon that injured Uncle Changwei should be mainly a long stick."

"They have silky scars on their bodies."

"It must be a layer of wire wrapped around the stick."

After Zhang Luo explained briefly.

Ah Gong Zhang immediately opened his eyes wide and said:

"It's the county's death row gang!"

"These batons are a common weapon used by the death row gang."

"Those brutes in Dongshan Village actually bought off the people of the Death Row Gang to participate in the war."

Zhen Haiwei and the others all reacted at this time.

The originally silent square instantly became noisy.

Zhang Luo turned his head and asked Zhang Wangsheng softly:

"What is the Death Row Gang?"

Zhang Wangsheng explained:

"After some of the people in the county who had committed capital crimes were released."

"A number of homeless death row inmates banded together to form a gang."

"On weekdays, I will do some robbery in the county."

"I didn't expect Dongshan Village to invite them to come over to help!"

Zhang Luo now understands clearly.

The Death Row Gang is a gang formed by some outlaws.

Dongshan Village spent money to hire people from the Death Row Gang to come over.

That's when Zhen Haiwei was taken by surprise.

As a result, Zhenhaiwei lost most of the young manpower.

Everyone looked at Ah Gong Zhang, and now they knew that it was Dongshan Village who had done the trick.

Just wait for Zhang Ah Gong to give an order on how to deal with the enemy.

But Ah Gong Zhang didn't speak for a long time.

What if you know it's a death row gang?

In addition to the regular soldiers.

The rest of the middle-aged Erlang who could go into battle fell.

Whether or not we can survive tonight is a problem.

The county government has always had opinions about Zhenhaiwei.

The soldiers could not be dispatched.

Zhenhai Weilian can only drink white porridge every day at the third master's house.

There was no extra money to ask for help.

After a long silence, there were cries and shouts.

The little stunned Zhang Wangsheng also couldn't stop his tears from flowing down.

This is no ordinary failure.

Instead, Zhen Haiwei completely lost the qualifications to fight against the surrounding villages.

This time, he lost his rice field in a private fight with Dongshan Village.

Next time, other villages will also bully Zhenhaiwei.

Zhenhaiwei has been breeding here for six generations.

We are aware of the cruelty of the struggle for survival resources in southern Fujian.

There are few highlands in southern Fujian, if it were not for the difficult living environment.

There will not be many people who leave their hometowns and go to Nanyang to work hard.

The vicinity of Zhenhaiwei is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

The rice fields in the back mountains are an important source of silver for the health center.

Now the prime-age generation led by Zhang Changwei is injured.

made the already decaying Zhenhaiwei even worse.

Zhang Luo was also extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

This is my hometown.

To say that Zhen Haiwei and these people are their ancestors.

He's been living here for months.

It was Zhen Haiwei who gave him the feeling of home.

Zhang Luo raised his head, looked at the crying crowd, and said loudly:

"What is there to cry about, we will get up again if we fail."

"Let's fight back to Dongshan Village and recapture the rice fields!"

The villagers in the square looked at Zhang Luo one after another.

Previously, it was Zhang Luo who worked hard to help the wounded who fell to the ground to treat their wounds.

He also led everyone to make a wooden stretcher.

The wounded were carried back to Zhenhaiwei.

This tall and long-legged scholar has already established some prestige in Zhenhaiwei.

But after a short period of emergence.

Someone pointed at Zhang Luo and shouted:

"Where did you come from, you were just a show-goer" last night."

"Are you so thin that you can beat the Death Row guys?"

Zhang Luo looked at the people in the square, pointed to his head and said:

"Fighting is not only about brute force, but also about wisdom!"

Zhang Luo turned his head and said to the third master:

"Third master, I want to help Zhenhaiwei do something."

Zhang Luo didn't want to be a savior.

He knew what he would do if he didn't come out.

Zhenhaiwei, this hometown is really going to be completely finished.

His current identity is the nephew of the third master's family.

His household registration is a military household of Zhenhaiwei.

Now and in the 21st century.

Everything about Zhang Lu is closely bound to Zhenhaiwei.

Since Zhen Haiwei has given him a chance to live.

Then he also has to contribute his own strength to the guard.

The third master looked at Zhang Luo with a look of relief, and said in a kind voice:

"You're just a reader, what can you do?"

"I think we'd better go find a hundred households, and then think about it in the long run."

There was constant commotion in the crowd.

But Zhang Luo still said tenaciously:

"Third master, are there still few soldiers who can read?"

"As I said earlier, fighting isn't just about strength."

"Only with brains can you have a chance to win."

Ah Gong Zhang, who had never spoken, looked at Zhang Luo's eyes and said:

"Young man, are you sure?"

Zhang Luo immediately said:

"Yes! And it's guaranteed to win! ”

"Uncle Changwei, they fell into the trap of Dongshan Village."

"They use this kind of trick, which shows that Dongshan Village is not sure of victory."

"The ancients had a way that arrogant soldiers will be defeated."

"Now that they've won, they're proud soldiers."

"They've got their hands dirty, it's time to fight back."

Ah Gong Zhang asked again:

"Have you ever read a war book?"

"A few years ago, I had the pleasure of reading one or two."

Seeing Zhang Luo so confident.

Ah Gong Zhang asked:

"Now at this juncture, everything that Wei Li can fight has fallen, how are you going to fight back?"

Zhang Luo already has some settlers in his heart.

He said to Ah Gong Zhang:

"Since we are inferior, we can only work together and defeat them by formation."