At dawn.
A group of refugees, about forty or fifty people, quietly approached Qingxia Village.
The leader was a very tall man.
The others exclaimed excitedly, "Let's take advantage of the fact that many people are still asleep and catch them off guard!"
The others each held a sharpened javelin in their hand.
He stared intently at the mushroom-shaped thing in front of him.
"That's weird, what is that thing? It looks like a specially made straw head!"
A gentle mountain breeze stirs in the early morning!
"Ha, what kind of crap is this? Is that hair? Does it look that much like it?"
They slowly approached the trench!
"Holy crap! That thing is... a head?"
The tall man was completely dumbfounded.
A chill ran through everyone as the thin fog enveloped them.
There were rows of two or three people, spaced about ten steps apart!
Someone shouted, "That seems to be the leader of the refugees before, called Old Dog! No, Old Bear, and Old Chicken!"
How do you remember it so clearly?
"Damn it, those two bastards, I'd recognize them even if they were ashes! They stole three steamed buns from me at the city gate and even beat me up! Tsk tsk, they were planning to raid the village, but they got killed instead. Serves them right!"
Everyone cheered and exclaimed that it was a great experience.
The big man was speechless: "Isn't the point that they led dozens of tough guys who were killed by the villagers, and that included some men who had blood on their hands? We're not even as good as them!"
More and more people are considering quitting!
Someone urged, "Brother, we've come all this way, we can't just have driven hundreds of miles of dirt road for nothing, can we?"
"Why don't we go to the next village and have some fun? We can't just make the trip for nothing!"
"OK."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Who is it?
A wake-up call!
Suddenly, it came from the other side of the trench!
"Whoosh!"
Then dozens of arrows came flying in sparsely.
They weren't even given a chance to explain.
"Get out of here!"
A dozen or so unlucky men were shot dead.
Countless people went wild in celebration.
The big guy said viciously, "You beasts! First they dug trenches. Look at how deep those trenches are, they're more than two people deep. How many dogs do the people in this village want?"
Chicken Feather was leading a group of people, watching the commotion.
He chuckled and said, "Old Liu, look at that, Uncle Mi's entourage is really something."
Liu Quan remained silent.
"Old Liu, what are you staring at?"
"You tell me... Brother Chicken Feather, where would these people go?"
"That goes without saying, they'll definitely mess with some unlucky village nearby!"
"Oh, where are you from?"
Chen Gui and Chen Xian have already received the news.
Liu Quan chuckled dryly, "Sir, could I bring some of my gang's brothers with me to provide support?"
Chen Gui nodded in agreement: "That should be the case. I wonder if Old Man Zheng will make any preparations!"
"Qingshan, take the men from the village and go help!"
Chen Qingshan said awkwardly, "Our neighbors often fight with the villagers. Is it necessary? I had already notified them to dig trenches and set up patrol teams, but no one came to support us. If it weren't for Young Master Duan coming over..."
We have no choice but to tough it out; why should we stand up for them?
The men and women who had gathered around also looked conflicted.
Chen Gui said in a low voice, "What do you know? Perspective, perspective, do you understand? You're such a grown man. Although our village and Hongye Village often have conflicts, do you know that our village has relatives in the neighboring village? We marry into each other's families."
“You’re the village head; you can refuse, but people will definitely hold a grudge. That would definitely be bad for your position!”
"Okay, I'll listen to my dad. I'm not the best at thinking, so I'm more inclined to listen to advice."
Chicken Feather led the Beggar Clan disciples and Wang Wu;
Two of the yamen runners went;
Ten men from the village went;
Duan Zhujun chuckled and said, "Uncle, you take the five of you over there!"
Chen Xian said to Chen Gui, "Have those men work for eleven hours today, with one meal and one steamed bun, until they return from Qingshan!"
Chen Gui suddenly realized.
It has to be you.
Eating too much can easily lead to problems.
Moreover, many people have been transferred out of the village, and who knows if these people might have some dirty thoughts.
It's better to be prepared.
...
Red Leaf Village.
Zheng Li is looking for people to dig trenches in the village.
The village arranged for people to patrol.
Zheng Lizheng looked at the trenches and wandered around the village with a lantern before dawn.
A patrolling man spotted a figure ahead and shouted, "Who goes there?"
"It's me!"
"Oh, it's the village head!"
"Village head, it's so early..."
Looking down at the ditch, Zheng Lizheng scolded, "I told the villagers before that we should dig the ditch deeper. Look at this, everyone. It's not even as tall as a person. If you had a long wooden pole, you could climb up in no time, right?"
"Also, what a sloppy job it was to ask everyone to prepare barricades! They're as thick as tree branches, what good are they?"
The five men beside the man yawned and said irritably, "This is a village, where would bandits go? I don't know what Chen Qingshan hates about you?"
Zheng Juzhong rebuked, "You all know that there are capable people in Qingxia Village. Whether it was collecting grain in advance or preparing for the refugees, they had already foreseen the former!"
But I absolutely didn't want to! And what they said actually came true!
Otherwise, with these trenches, our villagers might have died.
Starving refugees are no longer considered normal people!
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