Duan Zhujun watched as the villagers practiced martial arts with a young boy.
The other women, who were throwing stones, bamboo poles, and javelins, were slightly taken aback.
The local people are indeed fierce and unruly.
Let's introduce ourselves.
The Su brothers, Duan, Shi, and Lü were acquaintances.
Su Wenxuan chuckled: "I'm training with the villagers every day now, and I'm really itching to get back to training."
Su Wenhao shook his head. "There are only about a hundred people in the village, including women. If we calculate based on each family contributing one strong laborer and four people per family, that's twenty-five people. If some refugees come, dozens of refugees who have seen blood, we wouldn't stand a chance against them."
Duan Zhujun smiled gently and said, "What's there to be afraid of? I have forty-five attendants here, that's seventy people in total."
Shi Jingxing said with concern, "Brother Wenhao has a far-sighted view. The combat effectiveness of a team is influenced by others. Men who have never seen blood may look decent in training, but once they are in battle, they can't even exert one-tenth of their strength."
If we are influenced by them, our followers might also be routed!
Lu Yunchuan rarely speaks.
"So our goal is defense, and it's best not to attack."
Chen Xian walked over from a distance, heard their conversation, and nodded.
"good."
Then I saw five more constables.
Suddenly, something came to mind.
He walked up to one of the constables and calmly said, "Hello, young man, could you please take off your constable uniform?"
"ah?"
this?
Although I didn't understand, I still obediently took it off.
"Yours too, I need two sets."
The boys were momentarily confused about his meaning.
Uncle Mi, who had been following him all along, chuckled softly, "I'm growing to like this village more and more; it's so stable."
He then led his men up the mountain to cut bamboo in preparation for replenishing their bows and arrows.
He then went to find the old lady from the village head's house.
"Fusheng, what did you say? You want us to make yamen runner uniforms, ten of them?"
"What's the meaning?"
Chen Xian nodded.
"I'll go get the cloth for you later."
"Make hats too!"
...
At night, the group took many detours before finally arriving at Qingxia Village.
The pheasant laughed arrogantly, "Gold, girls, they're all mine! Hahahaha!"
Suddenly, the voices of countless beggars rang out!
"If you want to pass, leave some money to pay the toll!"
Chicken Feather was very arrogant and domineering, wearing straw sandals and a straw hat with a hole in it.
His stubble was messy.
Brother Xiong laughed angrily: "Damn it, this bunch of beggars really can't tell the difference. Can't they see how many people are here and how many are here?"
"Beat him!"
Before long, the beggars were wailing and howling like ghosts.
Liu Quan, his face bruised and swollen, knelt down with a thud: "Grandpa, give me a chance, this is my first time..."
The pheasant looked at the stunned beggar behind it, who was obediently kneeling on the ground, seemingly having witnessed everything the two had done.
He whispered, "Brother Xiong, these two guys don't seem simple. Look at his team, although it's not big, they're incredibly disciplined. They're completely obedient to his orders."
That's awesome! If we could gather people like this under our control and have them train the refugees for you, wouldn't we have an invincible gang?
The small village was completely overwhelmed.
Brother Xiong nodded: "That's interesting."
"What's your name?"
"My name is Chicken Feather."
"My name is Lao Liu, but they all call me Lao Liu."
"Okay, from now on you'll be the third, fourth, and sixth brother under the pheasant, a whole bunch of names. Forget it, let's just call you Chicken Feather and Sixth Brother."
The pheasant naturally wrapped its arms around the chicken feathers' shoulders.
"You two seem to have a special connection, bringing a chicken along too."
Brother Xiong calmly said, "I've taken a liking to your two skills in disciplining people. Why don't you help me discipline these vagrants?"
Liu Quan and Ji Mao smiled and said, "We would be happy to."
Brother Bear and the pheasant suddenly felt a chill around them, but they couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
Around the campfire.
The more than one hundred men were unruly and didn't understand how those two were so powerful, when they were only leading twenty men.
How come someone can sit in the third or fourth position as soon as they join?
Filled with resentment and anger.
Brother Xiong and Wild Chicken watched the commotion with smiles, "It's perfect for everyone to make a scene and see what they're really made of."
The more than one hundred people were divided into groups of ten, with two members of the beggar gang sandwiched in the refugee group.
Begin to repent and pray about the wrong things you have done.
At first, some people thought it was brain-dead.
But after only an hour, some people could no longer hold on.
"When I came here, I took some of the woman's food. If I hadn't, I would have starved to death. Not long after, the woman died. I think I might have been wrong..."
"I stole a refugee's child to exchange for steamed buns. Anyway, the child had a fever and wouldn't live much longer. Before he died, he even gave me a few steamed buns... Hmm, I think I might have been wrong..."
More and more people are beginning to repent.
Chicken Feather coaxed patiently, smiling as he said, "So please remember the faces of the people around you. You are all guilty, you all deserve to die, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Several resilient men are also holding things together.
However, in the group of ten, there will always be a beggar who first analyzes his own mistakes, and then these sparks will suddenly ignite one of the ten refugees.
Begin to repent.
Moreover, as the Beggars' Sect's skills became more and more proficient, they also mastered the sense of immersion and rhythm very well.
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