Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Battle of Dongzhougele
Although there is no such thing as overloading these days, people still care about their own village's oxen. Apart from the two drivers, there are only seven or eight people in a ox cart, and the rest follow along and take turns after a while.
Everyone was in good order, even Mrs. Sun didn't say anything or make a fuss when they were getting in and out of the car - everyone knew they were going to fight, and they had to conserve their energy.
But Song Ruan is an exception.
She was recognized by everyone as the most powerful weapon, and she looked like just a skinny little girl. She was lucky enough to be allowed to sit on it and recuperate.
It's quite impressive.
Song Ruan sat at the front of the car, enjoying the breeze and listening to the captain's pre-battle mobilization.
After all, he was a village cadre, so the team leader was not completely carried away by his enthusiasm: "The main purpose of our trip this time is not to fight, but to get our pigs back."
I understand, I understand. This time we have to steal the pigs first and then fight.
"We can't just do something unreasonable. We have to be reasonable first."
I understand, I understand. I just want to start a quarrel first, scold the other party to make him/her start first, and then blackmail him/her after it’s over.
"If we can't reason with you, we should also be sensible..."
I know, I know. Too much nonsense. I’m too lazy to listen.
The villagers hummed and ahed in agreement halfheartedly, and a group of people marched towards the Zhoujiatun Brigade in a mighty force.
The grudge between the Dongfeng Brigade and the Zhoujiatun Brigade is very old, and can even be traced back to the division of territory when the two villages were first built. After all, there are few resources for survival, and they have to fight for hilltops, water sources, land, and graves. The anger of the two sides has accumulated and intensified in this series of battles, and later it developed to the point where they were unwilling to give even a piece of dog shit to the other side.
However, this was also an inevitable conflict in the old era when resources were scarce. It was not a deep hatred. People fought and disliked each other, but there would still be communication in the short period of peace after the conflict - mainly because the odds of winning and losing were basically 50-50, so neither side would feel too upset.
When did the turning point occur? During the Republic of China period.
At that time, there were warlords fighting each other and enemies outside. The country was in a difficult situation and people's lives were inevitably affected. Especially in the Northeast, which happened to be the first area to be affected, life there was in dire straits and difficult.
The gentlemen in Northeast China are all brave. Basically, they all join spontaneous or formal teams to fight back. With the base number of people joining the team, there will always be one or two who can make it.
Coincidentally, both the Dongfeng Brigade and the Zhoujiatun Brigade have such a person, who has fought for a certain status in the team with his fearless courage and bloodiness.
Although he was only a small leader of two local spontaneously organized forces, he was in charge of dozens of people. To these peasants, for whom the biggest figure they had ever seen was the God of Land, he was a promising young man who could be called "Military Master".
But unfortunately, the armed forces to which the two men belonged were hostile, the kind of hostility that was so intense that they wanted to kill the other side's leader and shake the yolks off the other side's eggs in the kitchen.
Well, the relationship between the two villages has become more subtle.
However, because the roots of each other's relatives and ancestors are all here, it is a weak point against a weak point, so the two "military masters" dare not act rashly, and they can barely maintain a balance.
Although the two villages disliked each other, at least they were evenly matched in terms of status and strength.
Then, the "military commander" of the Dongfeng Brigade was unfortunately killed in a gunfight, while the one from Zhoujiatun is still alive and is said to be even more trusted by the boss.
Zhoujiatun has been shaking since then, relying on the promising young people in his family to start showing off his power. Today he occupied the river of Dongfeng Brigade, tomorrow he seized the land of Dongfeng Brigade, and the day after tomorrow he stole the dog of Dongfeng Brigade, showing the success of a mean man to the fullest.
Although the people of the Dongfeng Brigade were angry, they also understood that they had to bow their heads under someone's roof, so they could only swallow their anger. Under such circumstances, their dissatisfaction grew deeper and deeper.
Later one day, a nephew of the "military officer" in Zhoujiatun relied on his uncle's status and raped an orphan girl from the Dongfeng Brigade in broad daylight. The orphan girl was a fierce woman and committed suicide by jumping into a pond.
——The orphan girl is the only descendant of the “general” who died in battle in the Dongfeng Battalion.
My goodness, this is more than just a slap in the face, this is urinating on the faces of everyone in the Dongfeng Brigade. If they endure this, they will look down on themselves!
The long-accumulated anger erupted in an instant. The people from the Dongfeng Brigade gathered together and beat the nephew severely. Of course, the people from the Zhoujiatun Brigade would not sit idly by and watch their relatives who were the backbone of the village get beaten, so they also joined the battlefield.
Under the influence of the anger buff, the Dongfeng Brigade gained the upper hand and won a great victory.
But considering the combat power reserves of both sides, which consisted of only wooden sticks and hoes at most, even if the fight was fierce, it was just a contest between limbs using cold weapons, and it was not irreversible.
But it just so happened that at this time, the "military master" from Zhoujiatun went home to visit his relatives, and he brought a team with him to "return home in glory."
When he saw his nephew being beaten so badly that he looked like a dead dog, and then he saw his relatives and friends in the village being beaten like bumpkins, with a team of his own soldiers following behind him watching, he got so excited that he drew his gun and joined the battlefield.
When the soldiers saw their leader going up, they naturally followed suit. Although this ragtag army had only two or three guns, they were hot weapons after all, and there were many of them. The situation on the battle was instantly reversed, and the Dongfeng Battalion was defeated with heavy casualties.
The military commander still felt unsatisfied, so he took his soldiers and the villagers of Zhoujiatun to the village of Dongfeng Brigade to conduct a sweep. Not only did they take away all the livestock and poultry that could be taken away, they also smashed and destroyed the furniture and houses that could not be taken away.
Almost all the relatives in a village were relatives in every direction. In addition, the village was completely raided, so the whole village could not even put together a decent funeral banquet. Life was extremely difficult for a long time.
The feud between the Dongfeng Brigade and Zhoujiatun thus escalated into a lifelong feud.
After the founding of the New China, those people in Zhoujiatun who relied on the old military lords to show off their power were liquidated - most of them were reported by people from the Dongfeng Battalion, and they took revenge in the parades and criticisms - although it was considered a blood debt paid with blood, the long-standing grudges made the two sides still on the verge of a war.
Let’s just say that not intermarrying is a basic requirement that goes without saying. Even if villagers from the two villages want to steal someone, they would not bother to go to the other side.
It is said that the person who knows you best is your enemy. When a group of people from the Dongfeng Brigade appeared at the intersection from afar, several old ladies who were chatting at the village entrance narrowed their eyes, and when they saw the hoes and sticks in their hands, they immediately waved them away with experience.
It was the slack season for farmers, and there was no school to be built in Zhoujiatun, so everyone was very idle. When the people from the Dongfeng Brigade arrived at the village entrance, many people from Zhoujiatun were already waiting there vigilantly.
Led by the captain, the people of the Dongfeng Brigade walked towards the pigpen with a clear purpose and momentum.
"What are you going to do!?"
Zhou Yougen, the village party secretary of Zhoujiatun, hurried over and scolded across the crowd.
The captain walked in with a bang, shouting louder than him: "Give us back the pigs in our village!"
"Yes, you pigs who cheat us, you can't give birth to babies without anus!"
"Give me back the pig!"
"Shameless thing!"
Zhou Yougen thought to himself, "As expected," but he spoke righteously without any guilt: "What does it have to do with us if your team's pigs are missing? You are deliberately looking for trouble!"
Mrs. Sun, who had already rushed to the pig pen at some point, turned around and shouted, "Captain, they just have one more pig, and it's ours! I recognize it, the pig we lost has a pointed nose! These damn dogs!"
The captain stared at Zhou Yougen with a serious look.
Zhou Yougen stiffened his neck and said, "People look alike, but why are we not allowed to raise pigs with pointed nostrils? You Dongfeng Brigade are in charge of everything, but you also control the nostrils of our pigs?"
Such shameless words!
The team leader's face was dark: "You didn't steal our pigs, so where did you get the extra pigs? How come you, the village party secretary of Zhoujiatun, are still on the black market?"
Zhou Yougen hesitated for a long time and could not explain the reason. He relied on the fact that there were villagers between him and the people from the Dongfeng Brigade and said, "Why do you care how I got an extra pig? What right do you have to say that this pig is yours? That pig is yours. If you call it, will it respond to you?"
Although everyone was prepared for the shamelessness of the Zhoujiatun Brigade, they were still angry now.
"Captain, why waste your time talking to these shameless people!" Granny Sun spat on the ground and reached out to open the pigpen door, "Let's just drive the pigs back!"
An old lady suddenly jumped out from the side and bumped into Grandma Sun: "What do you want to do, you old thing!"
The collision made Mrs. Sun fall to the ground, spinning like a top.
Can Mrs. Sun, who is in charge of the Dongfeng Brigade, just give up like this? He rolled over on the ground, grabbed the old lady's pants and pulled them hard.
Nowadays, people pay attention to the clothing style of "new for three years, old for three years, and mended for another three years", not to mention the most frugal old ladies in rural areas where materials are even more scarce. It is not uncommon for their pants to be older than their sons. They wish that a pair of pants could be passed down to three generations, and the clothes would still be there even after they die.
How could such an old and time-worn pair of pants withstand being pulled by Mrs. Sun? The button broke on the spot and the whole thing was stripped off.
The old lady's flowery shorts with two holes in them were exposed to everyone's eyes, and her two reed-like legs stood out in the autumn wind.
Like an old leopard that has grown stronger day by day, Mrs. Sun leaped over and pushed the old lady to the ground. She grabbed her dry hair with one hand and slapped her in the face with the other hand.
"You old bitch, you stole our brigade's pigs and dared to bump into me. I think you are a blind man touching a weight and can't tell how much you weigh! I will beat you to death!"
"You're wearing flowery shorts even though you're buried up to your neck in dirt. What's wrong? Are you planning to flirt with the King of Hell?"
The old lady, whose legs were cold and sticking to the mud, finally came to her senses from her shock. When she heard Grandma Sun's dirty words, her eyes turned bloodshot.
At her age, she still has to endure such humiliation. If she doesn't beat this old man to death, she will never rest in peace in her coffin!
She endured the severe pain from her scalp and was about to sit up and recoil.
Grandma Sun, who was riding on her waist, was thrown violently. She stretched out her buttocks to hold her down, and then slapped her repeatedly with her backhand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Granny Sun used both slapping and pinching to gain an overwhelming advantage - after all, she was wearing pants.
As if she got inspiration from the dead pants, she beat the old lady hard while attacking her only remaining flowered shorts.
Of course the old lady couldn't ask her to pull off the last bit of fig leaf, so she had to reach out to protect it.
When she took off her pants to protect her face, Mrs. Sun slapped her in the face; when she took off her pants to protect her face and attacked back, Mrs. Sun pulled her pants hard, and she was unable to defend herself, and Mrs. Sun attacked like a wolf or a tiger.
The old lady couldn't stand the fierce fire, and called her daughter-in-law: "Just watch me get beaten!"
A young woman wearing a flowery headscarf jumped out from the crowd and stretched out her claws to grab Grandma Sun: "How dare you, old thing, come to our Zhoujiatun and act wild!"
Mrs. Sun kept slapping the old lady with her hands, and even found the energy to trip her with her foot.
The daughter-in-law fell to the ground with the collision.
Grandma Sun and her husband were folding fans together!
The three of them fought in the blink of an eye, like a spark that instantly ignited the gunpowder-filled air.
"Get our pigs back!"
The people from the Dongfeng Brigade behind the captain roared.
“Stop them!”
The villagers in front of Zhou Youde also roared.
“Go——”
I don’t know who shouted, but like a horn, the people from the Dongfeng Brigade took the lead in charging towards the pigpen!
The captain jumped onto a higher step at the side and began to give orders based on the higher terrain: "There are fewer people in the middle, so gather together and charge!"
Because they were close to the mountains, they often cooperated when going up the mountains to hunt. In addition, because most of the villagers at that time had received training, most of the members of the Dongfeng Brigade had a tacit understanding and subconsciously obeyed the command of the brigade leader.
Zhou Youde also shouted loudly: "Surround them tightly, surround them tightly, don't let them get close to the pigpen! Everyone, guard them!!!"
The hoes were plucking against each other, the wooden sticks were colliding with each other, making a bang-bang and a clang-clang sound.
In the Northeast, no matter how angry a man is, he will not hit a woman.
Therefore, the division of labor in the battle was clear: men fought with men, women fought with women, and aunties fought with aunties. The scene was a chaotic mess with chaos and stalemate.
At first glance, Song Ruan looks like a skinny little girl. The more aggressive aunties and grandmas feel that there is no point in winning a fight with such a skinny girl and it does not show their ability, so they generally look for other targets to fight against - such as Aunt Liu who received the thank-you letter.
In the end, only a newly married young wife, who had never seen such a scene before, wanted to pick an easy target, so she rolled up her sleeves and went to her.
Song Ruan knocked her to the ground with a stick.
He cleared the obstacles in an instant, and while others had not yet reacted, Song Ruan nimbly dodged left and right in the crowd and arrived at the pigpen first!
If this were put on an ancient battlefield, she would be climbing a high place! It is one of the four great merits on the battlefield!
Song Ruan put her hands on her hips proudly.
Zhou Yougen then noticed that such a little girl had gotten away with it, and he was so angry that he raised his voice and began to mobilize troops: "Dawa's family! Stop fighting with that old woman, go and stop her--"
There was a loud "bang"!
Song Ruan kicked open the pigpen door and looked inside again and again but couldn't see which pig had a pointed nostril. So he simply picked the fattest pig and ran away carrying it.
A big fat pig weighing more than 100 pounds had just finished its meal and was lazily sleeping on the ground. Suddenly, it felt dizzy and then was lifted up into the air with its four legs facing the sky. For the first time in his life, Zhu experienced the feeling of taking off. He was so scared that he let out a sharp cry and soared straight into the sky.
The captain's eyes lit up and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Quick, everyone, cover Xiao Song!"
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