Funiu Mountain, the walled wall of the old camp of the Chuang army. Liu Xiyao has taken over the defense here, and almost all the generals of the Tiger Ben Battalion who are training here have been arranged by him to the front line.

"Pass the order, calm down, lie behind the wall and don't look up!" The first wave of orders quickly spread smoothly, and when he heard the sound of orders from near and far, Liu Xiyao's confidence increased a little more, "For a general, the most taboo is not to know the soldiers." This is what General Li repeatedly told himself when he arranged for him to train the generals who broke into the camp; after several small attempts, he felt that he was sure to deal with the first wave of attacks launched by the officers and troops.

In fact, the small village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and faces the water, which is not suitable for large-scale attack and defense, not to mention that the small village has only one wall, and the thing is only three or four hundred steps. According to Li Chixin's plan, Liu Xiyao only left 500 people here to defend, and even this 500 people were divided into two teams by him.

A team of 200 people, led by the chief who was originally in charge of guarding the wall, was responsible for replenishing defensive equipment to the wall, and on the other hand, they were ready to replace the wounded brothers on the wall; Liu Xiyao left Ma Erbao and Liu Laoer on the wall, and he asked Li Da to be responsible for the communication between himself and the big leader, and to pass the information to the other party at any time.

The wind of the call sign swept behind them, and people huddled behind low battlements.

On the wall to the east, Ma Erbao sat on his regimental card, carefully wiping the folding iron knife handed down by his ancestors. Seeing the tiger head with teeth and claws on the group card, his heart was warm. This is still embroidered by his own mother, because it is a family heirloom, so Ma Erbao's mother is also familiar with some martial arts.

Funiu Mountain was originally relatively barren, and Ma Erbao was good at martial arts, so the old lady filled her own mattress on his dough card. In addition, when he is resting on the point, he can also put it under his body, so that the parts below the navel and above the root of the thighs can avoid direct contact with the cold ground.

After he was coerced by the camp to guard the village, his wife became a "military family", this term Ma Erbao is the first time to hear, now his wife follows the old camp, help a kitchen wash and wash shabu, but it is a lot more moisturized than in the past; in the past, the mother and son fled here, although the owner of the small village is a relatively good-hearted person, he also doubles as an errand of Zhuang Ding; but the outsiders are the object of people's exclusion wherever they go.

Although Ma Erbao's father left some savings before he passed away, he always spent a little less. In this era, the birds and beasts in Funiu Mountain have not yet become protected animals, so as long as there is a ding mouth at home, it is not difficult to deal with the belly, but the difficulty is that people only have items out and no items, so it is equivalent to sitting on the mountain and eating empty.

A half-grown boy like Ma Erbao, a bamboo jointed at the right time, although his wife can wash and sew for the village owner's house, his life is getting poorer and poorer. Fortunately, Ma Erbao has a brute force, and most of the people in the mountains are kind, so the orphans and widows are only blinded, and no one beats their mother's idea.

Several people around him were familiar with each other, and they were all working in the village, and they were not too surprised to see Ma Erbao's style. After Liu Xiyao finished the assignment, he patrolled along the narrow trail on the wall, and was stunned when he saw Ma Erbao's group card, and he was even more shocked when he saw him playing with the folding iron knife that could glow with cold light.

He calmed the people guarding the village a few times, and asked for everyone's names casually, and then Shi Shiran walked away. Liu Xiyao remembered that he had seen a group card that was very similar to this, but the front of the group card did not have a tiger head ornament with teeth and claws, and this folding iron knife, which can be called an antique, was also seen by the little rabbit cub Li Laiheng.

It's just that Li Laiheng's folding iron knife is just a trumpet ornament, while Ma Erbao's knife is obviously a sharp weapon for killing people and stealing goods.

Seeing that the officers and troops on the opposite side had begun to line up, Liu Xiyao suppressed his curiosity and quickly returned to the vicinity of the Zhaimen.

The rumbling drums were terrifying, and the men and horses of the officers and soldiers began to move in this direction amid the terrible sound of the horns. Liu Xiyao, by the light of the burning trees, and then according to the banners of the officers and soldiers, vaguely distinguished that the other party was a team of 1,000 people, and behind it was a crowd of black oppressors; a general of staff fluttered in the middle of the formation, and this banner was only a few feet lower than the deputy commander-in-chief He Renlong's banner.

In the military system of the Ming Dynasty, there could be one guerrilla and three thousand generals under the command of the generals, and 3,160 soldiers under their jurisdiction, but then the officers and troops who kept pouring in made Liu Xiyao clearly realize that He Renlong was preparing to give himself a thunderous blow as soon as he came up.

There are no people on the village who have passed through the battle array. Looking at the officers and soldiers rushing in front of them, I only felt frightened. Although Ma Erbao has been practicing martial arts with his father who is highly skilled in art since he was a child, he has never seen such a large formation, and his face has changed again and again, and his hand holding the handle of the knife is trembling slightly unconsciously.

The few people next to him were even more unbearable, and the team officer assigned by Liu Xiyao here was a veteran sentry commander, who squatted and moved over and slapped each of them hard from behind. It was precisely because of the captain's palm that Ma Erbao woke up, his face turned red, and he scolded and shouted at the officer: "If there is a kind, get closer, so that your grandfather can soak urine and water you turtle grandchildren!"

Hearing his shout, the people on the wall suddenly burst out laughing, which made many people feel that the officers and troops approaching on the opposite side were not so terrible.

The north wind in the middle of the night after Funiu Mountain became tighter, blowing the banner of the generals and hunting sound. Liu Xiyao didn't blame the people who were born and scolded just now, these people are originally mixed with dragons and snakes into a system, as long as there is no chaos in the battle, he has already burned high incense, and the brothers of the Huben camp brought by him can be said, and the people in the old camp and Liu Ye will also give Li Jiangye face, and these locks and bandits have been newly brought in Zhuang Ding and Qingzhuang, it is not easy to say.

At least for now, it seems that these people did not have their own thoughts, and he did not dare to increase the punishment, lest they have two hearts. The approach of the officers and troops made people's eyes widen, and they poked their heads out from behind the arrow stacks.

Liu Xiyao was so anxious that he shouted, and his subordinates also shouted, "Hide quickly! Don't look up, squat down quickly!"