No Letting My Daughter Sit at the Table? Fine, Then No One Will Eat!

As Shuiqing opened her eyes, she saw the dilapidated room, half a piece of darkened bread, and five children with malnutrition, their faces full of concern. Eldest sister-in-law sneered, “It’s ...

Chapter 384 This number doesn't match! (2/2)

With a ratio of 300 to 60 or 70, anyone would know who would win.

Thinking of this, Constable Sun felt that he had given the people inside too much face and taken them too seriously. He would soon show them what a disparity in strength really meant.

He winked at the men in the first few rows, signaling, "Ready!"

The men immediately put on black cloth masks and took out a large yellow oilcloth bamboo umbrella to hold it up.

On the other side, a man brought over long wooden ladders, and dozens of ladders were placed on the embankment and the wall. The people below held the ladders tightly, making them impossible to overturn.

Officer Sun regretfully wished there were siege ladders. With siege ladders, even if no one tightened the wooden ladders, the people on the wall wouldn't be able to budge them an inch.

However, there are only sixty or seventy men left in Shanshui Village. How can they possibly manage to set up dozens of wooden ladders all at once?

According to the description of the people who came back that day, there was a kind of lime, a kind of powder that could cause itching, and a kind of spicy substance that could burn the eyes, ears, nose and mouth. All three of them had one thing in common: they were sprinkled down from above, and all you had to do was block them.

A large umbrella that can cover the whole body is more than enough!

The first group to attack were all bandits who had escaped that day. The villagers of Shanshui Village had ruined their plans, and they harbored a deep-seated hatred for them! Once they stormed the village, the villagers would have no way to survive and would be left with a fate worse than death...

Magistrate Wu, his advisor, and Constable Sun all smirked as they looked at their masterpiece.

Upon seeing the wooden ladder and the large umbrella, Li Wen panicked and turned to Shui Qing, asking, "What do we do? These people look fierce and menacing, like they're after us!"

Zhang Xiaocao, Xu Ting, and the others had slightly trembling hands, but they still squatted steadily on the embankment.

Shui Qing quickly said, "Put up the stones!"

We had prepared stones, but we didn't plan to use them right away. After all, if they fell from that height, wouldn't people get seriously injured?

Now I'm incredibly grateful that I prepared the stones!

Dozens of wooden ladders, more than half of them, were placed on both sides of the front door, densely packed together, indicating a strong attack.

Shui Qing said coldly, "Aim carefully, don't hold back! If they attack, we'll be the ones who die or get hurt!"

Li Wen steadied himself, and everyone on the embankment, men and women alike, steadied themselves and used their hands to lift stones.

They wore comfortable cotton clothes, their hair was neatly tied up high, and cloth strips were sewn onto the sides of their cloth shoes. The strips of cloth were wrapped tightly around their legs and wouldn't come off no matter how they moved.

Girls who are used to farm work are not much weaker than men, at least when it comes to moving stones, and they are just as good at it. In addition, women are more careful and have steady hands, so they can hit the stones more accurately!

Heavy stones rained down, and the wooden oil-paper umbrella, unable to withstand the blow, instantly fell to pieces. The bandit under the umbrella fell to the ground with a thud.

After the stones hit the bandits, they fell to the ground on both sides, startling the refugees holding onto the wooden ladder.

They only came here for food, they don't want to die.

A constant stream of stones was thrown down from above, scattering bloodied men falling from the wooden ladder and their companions who were occasionally struck by the stones.

My legs were trembling uncontrollably, and I didn't even dare to look up.

Wasn't it said there would only be sixty or seventy people at most? But there are already more than forty people throwing stones at us.

With such a high wall, it would take at least fifty or sixty people to transport the stones up there, right?

And the men squatting on the gate... the number doesn't add up...