The village chief and villagers, who had been numbed by the bandits, did not show much excitement when they saw the anti-bandit army.
Perhaps they felt deep down that this bandit suppression campaign would be as fruitless as countless previous ones, and their Xiaolin Village would continue to suffer from bandit looting.
The army surrounded Xiaolin Village. Ma Zikun was left with only twenty or so people to protect him, and the other officials were also followed by some people.
Yan Cheng still only has Leng Yan by his side. As long as Leng Yan is there, he doesn't need the protection of soldiers.
Which soldier could give him a greater sense of security than Leng Yan?
The village chief led Ma Zikun and Yan Cheng to the best house in the village, a blue brick and tile house with dried fish hanging under the eaves. It was his home.
The rest of the people followed other villagers to their home.
Ma Zikun, who was in great glory today, finally had time to talk to Yan Cheng.
When everyone in the room was his own, he came up and asked, "Do you have any ideas, nephew?"
Yan Cheng was stunned and looked up at him: "Can I speak?"
Uncle Ma seemed to have his own plans for suppressing the bandits, so why was he asking a kid what he thought?
"It seems like he really has an idea."
Ma Zikun knew that Yan Cheng was smart, but he didn't expect him to be so smart. After following him for a day, he had his own ideas and once again envied his brother Yan, whom he had not seen for many years.
How come Brother Yan’s son is so smart, while his other sons are all stupid?
"Go ahead, nephew. If your strategy is feasible, then we can follow it."
"So what did I say?"
Yan Cheng, who really had an idea in his head, had come up with a complete strategy after thinking along the way, but he had not originally intended to say it out loud.
Because he felt that these officials and soldiers were unlikely to do what he wanted, after all, he was too young.
Now that Ma Zikun asked him to speak, he would speak. Whether he would follow his strategy afterwards was another matter.
Ma Zikun nodded, and Yan Cheng began to recount his story from the beginning: "On the way to Xiaolin Village, I heard Lord Gan and Magistrate Yu talking about Xiaolin Village. I heard that Lord Yu had sent yamen runners to Xiaolin Village many times, but each time he failed to catch the bandits."
Ma Zikun raised his eyebrows.
He had not spoken much to County Magistrate Yu and had never heard of this matter.
It was his nephew who paid close attention to it.
"This is so strange. It's like someone is colluding with the bandits and passing information secretly."
Yan Cheng raised a finger: "Based on this, I have a plan..."
Ma Zikun leaned over and listened, nodding repeatedly, his eyes filled with more appreciation.
After Yan Cheng finished telling everything, Ma Zikun said, "This plan is feasible."
He couldn't help but look at Yan Cheng with admiration.
Isn’t this child too smart?
In fact, when he asked that question just now, he just wanted to test it out and didn't really want Yan Cheng to say anything. Now he was amazed to hear such a complete bandit suppression plan.
And it's quite stunning.
This method of luring the enemy out of their hole is more complete and time-saving than his method of luring the enemy deep into their lair and catching them all in one fell swoop. It can also greatly reduce casualties.
After praising, Ma Zikun couldn't help but sigh.
He is really old and is about to be crushed on the beach by the younger generation.
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