Chapter 39: Step 3 (Part II)

After being fried, the corn is soaked in water and has an old brown color.

Gray wrapping surface, dull color.

The slaves used bamboo and wooden poles to scoop up the rotten wood tied to the shore from the water.

Unwrapping the cloth, the corn under the cloth shocked the slaves.

Exclamations came one after another, and the rangers not far away rushed over.

By the time the cavalry arrived, the hungry slaves had already snatched up the corn in the package.

The Rangers picked up their saltwater-dipped whips and threw them at the slaves who were huddled together and scrambling for corn.

Many slaves on the periphery scattered in a hurry, and the slaves who grabbed corn around the rotten wood and stuffed it into their mouths were reluctant to leave.

The whip fell on the slaves, and in severe pain, the slaves turned their heads to look, but the movements of their hands did not stop.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of here!"

The cavalry shouted loudly, but the slaves did not care, and the rangers jumped off their horses, stepped forward, and stretched out their hands to pull the slaves by the hair and drag them back.

The slaves who were munching corn in their mouths were clawing their hands in front of them on the way to being dragged around.

Shaking off the slave in his hand, a ranger strode forward, walked to the rotten log, crouched down, and reached out to pick up the cloth wrap on the rotten wood.

"Hmm!"

With food in his mouth, the slave who was thrown to the ground immediately got up from the ground, and at this time he forgot the identity of the opponent's cavalry and rushed forward desperately.

Holding up the gray cloth, looking at the cavalry with a happy face on the corn face, as soon as he turned around, he was confronted by the slaves who suddenly rushed over.

The cavalry raised its foot and kicked the slave out.

The slave fell to the ground, and he got up and rushed forward again.

Carefully wrapping the corn in the cloth, the cavalry drew his sword from his waist and raised it in front of him.

Facing the glowing tip of the sword, the slave stopped.

The cavalryman with the sword had a happy face, but there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

"Take away all the untouchables who don't obey orders!"

When the cavalrymen who were grabbing the slaves by their hair heard this, they pulled the slaves in their hands up from the ground.

Tie the hands of the slaves with hemp ropes, and hold the slaves together with hemp ropes, and the rangers lead the slaves towards the wooden village.

The air in the attic is humid and the light is dim.

The staircase on the ground floor is hidden in black shadows, and the bonfire in the corner of the hall is scattered with dim firelight, and the fire is constantly "crackling" and "crackling" scattering sparks.

Wen Short knelt on the floor at the end of the stairs, his face flickering in the firelight.

The cavalryman, holding a bag of corn in both hands, knelt down in front of the stairs with his head bowed.

"You pay for the corn, you divide a little, and leave the rest for the wounded. ”

Turning his head, Wen glanced at the generals who were kneeling on the edge of the hall on either side of the cavalry.

"Give a little to the soldiers, go down. ”

"Yes. ”

The cavalryman, kneeling in the hall, holding the package in his hand, turned and left.

"General. ”

Liyue, who was sitting on the left side of the hall, arched his hand to Wen Short.

"What should I do if the slaves make trouble?"

Hearing this, Wen Short frowned and was silent for a moment.

"Kill!"

"Yes. ”

Liyue stood up, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"What should I do if the slaves make trouble?"

Outside the wooden village, in the handsome tent in the barracks, Zhou Mian knelt on the floor and arched his hand to Zhou He.

"Drive them back to the village, and order the soldiers guarding the gate and watchtower to strengthen their guard. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhou Mian stood up, turned around and walked out of the tent.

That night, Arigen looked out over the stations of the two counties from the old place.

The wooden village in Anyang County is still the same, and the barracks are still the same.

The stone houses in Dingbian County are still the same, but the tips of several wooden stakes on the periphery of the wooden village are stuck with wooden sticks.

In the dark night, the fire in the wooden village is sparse.

The human head stood on the five-meter-high wooden wall, and the shadow was not clear.

The golden glow disappeared in the depths of his eyes, and a root jumped down from the tree and walked to Liu Heng's side with a frown.

The sound of the trickling river was murmuring, and the two stood on the bank of the river, silently watching the flowing water.

"This time the troops were transferred to lead its main force to dispatch. ”

Yougen's eyes moved slightly, and he spoke first to break the silence.

"Break the village, and the crowd. ”

"Get the land again, take the momentum. ”

Hearing this, Liu Heng raised his head and looked at the boundless night above his head.

"There's a root. ”

"With you, I can finally pursue my martial arts to the extreme. ”

No more strategizing, no more doubts, no more scruples.

This time, just use your own force and do the best you say.

Liu Heng firmly believes that everything will go well.

Hearing this, Yougen's eyes were slightly wet, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, and he didn't say a word anymore.

The next day.

The faint morning sun showed a thin corner behind the towering mountaintop.

The sun stains the foothills a golden yellow, and in the deep and dense forest, red leaves slide down from the maple trees and fall on the pile of withered yellow leaves.

The water has completely dried up on the wide roadway, but under the devastation of the floods, gullies and potholes can be seen everywhere.

On the high ground outside Yinshui Town, 5,100 soldiers stood in formation, and 3,000 barbarians were in front, gathering together in groups.

Two thousand one hundred militiamen were behind, forming six phalanxes, neatly lined up in the rear.

"Let's go!"

Liu Heng raised the halberd in his hand, pointed to the end of the road, and the black dragon under his crotch opened his mouth and let out a long sound of "toot" and "toot".

"What!"

Dingbian County Station, Wen Xiao, who was kneeling on the soft cushion, was slightly stunned, and looked at the horse exploration rider who was kneeling on one knee in the hall with a puzzled face.

"The army from outside Yinshui Town is coming here?"

"Yes, General. ”

The cavalryman in a brown linen robe raised his fists towards Wen Short.

"Yinshui Town is more than 500 miles away. ”

It is more than 300 miles away from Anyang County.

Raising his head, Wen Short frowned, looking puzzled.

"Why did he come here?"

After thinking for a moment, Wen Short lowered his head again and said to the cavalry: "Can you see clearly? They are indeed coming here?"

"General. ”

The cavalry looked up and looked at Wen Short with a calm face.

"The villain rode and followed the enemy for miles, and the enemy marched lightly, and indeed came here. ”

The brow on his forehead furrowed deeper, and then unfolded.

With an indifferent face, Wen Short stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked down the stairs, passed through the puzzled Tanma in the hall, and walked towards the door.

On both sides of the hall, Liyue Ligu, who was kneeling on the ground, glanced at each other, got up, and followed behind Wen Short.

The bright light of the morning sun passed through the door and shone on Wen Short's body.

Wen Short, who was wearing only a green silk coat, felt the warmth of the sunlight pouring on his body, closed his eyes slightly and then opened them.

"Gather the soldiers of the whole army who are still capable of fighting, and set off at noon. ”

Liyue and Ligu, who stopped behind Wen Short, arched their hands and said in unison: "Obey!"

The drawbridge of the wooden village was opened, and nearly 8,000 well-armed soldiers and 600 chariots with vertical spurs and wheels wrapped in iron gathered behind the drawbridge.

On the side of the bridge, Wen Short rode on a white horse and raised the long sword in his hand.

"I have sent someone to borrow grain, and the grain and grass will arrive in a few days, and the enemy army that came to attack this time is the soldier who robbed my county's grain and grass, and all the soldiers will take revenge with me!"

The roar turned to thunder, and it was still audible miles away.

Ahem, that, as an author, I want to explain one thing here, that, about the question of why I don't step up on the National Day, it's very simple, I'm still at work.

And I'm not an old writer.,There are inconsistencies in many places in this book.,There are a lot of typos.,I'll try my best to revise the previous text.,If you haven't changed it.,You found out.,If you're willing to say it.,Please advise.,Thank you.,Thank you.。