At this time, a villager in coarse cloth, with a pale face, thin body, eyes closed, and limping, came over. He was holding a basket in his wounded hands, which contained some wild vegetables.
Seeing Prince Fusu's eyes fall on the man, Bai Yeba hurriedly said: "The man's name is Wang Da, and he is a mute."
Wang Da groped his way over, put the basket in front of the people, and then limped away.
Bai Yeba laughed awkwardly and explained, "Wang Da is very hospitable. If there are guests in the village, he always sends some wild vegetables."
"My Lord, would you like some food?"
Fusu smiled and didn't respond, but asked: "Aren't you looking for your sister? Are you not in a hurry now?"
Bai Yeba's heart tightened and he scratched his head, "I'll go home and see if my sister has come back."
After saying that, Bai Yeba quickly left with the villagers.
Prince Fusu ignored the prying eyes around him and walked into the house.
The house is simply furnished and looks cleaned from time to time, making it a good place to rest.
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Liu Zhi beside him frowned and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Sir, this is not right, these..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Fusu signaled him not to speak. "Well, the snow outside is getting heavier. It's much more comfortable here than in the tent. Let's all close our eyes and rest for a while."
The soldiers also understood what he meant and closed their eyes to rest, but they remained vigilant as always.
Then, Fusu took out a walkie-talkie from his arms and tapped lightly on the table with his fingers. Soon, the tapping sound was responded by the other side.
This is the Morse code that Li Rongrong gave them for them to use to encrypt conversations.
At this time, the seemingly peaceful village was actually hiding a murderous intention. Bai Yeba had already set up an ambush here, ready to catch them all in one fell swoop as soon as there was any movement from Bai Ye Na's side.
Bai Yeba has always been a cunning man. He knows very well that a head-on confrontation with the Qin army is not a good idea, so he uses the same strategy as usual and lets Bai Ye Na pretend to be a weak woman and lurk among them.
He disguised himself as a villager and lured Fusu and others into the village.
After Bai Ye Na successfully drugged the Qin army, he surrounded and shot them. This strategy was to defeat both sides one by one and basically never failed.
As night fell, the village fell into darkness. The courtyard in the center of the village was surrounded by bows and arrows.
Bai Yeba was still waiting for Bai Yena's signal. According to the plan, Bai Yena would put drugs in the Qin army's drinking water. He didn't know that Prince Fusu had quietly laid a net.
As the night deepened, the village became so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of snow falling.
Bai Yeba couldn't wait for Bai Yena's signal, and when he was about to make new plans, the signal they had agreed on came from the direction of the Qin army camp.
As night falls, everything is silent and silent, with only the white snow reflecting the faint moonlight.
The time had come, and Bai Yeba signaled to the people next to him and led them to quietly approach the house where Prince Fusu was. They moved forward carefully, trying not to make any noise, for fear of alarming the people in the house.
However, when they approached the house and were about to shoot arrows, they suddenly heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air behind them.
Bai Yeba looked back in astonishment, only to see a dense crowd of Qin soldiers appearing behind them, surrounding them tightly. These Qin soldiers held bows and arrows, aiming at them, with cold murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
"Oh no, I've fallen into a trap!" Bai Yeba thought to himself that something was not good, and he immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.
They originally planned to launch a surprise attack on Prince Fusu, but they did not expect to be surrounded by the Qin army.
Bai Yeba hurriedly ordered a retreat, but it was too late. The Qin army was approaching quickly, leaving them no chance to escape.
It turned out that Zi had already led the main force to the village. Together with Fusu, they surrounded the Qiang soldiers.
For a moment, there was a mixture of shouting, the clashing of weapons, and screaming.
Bai Yeba was extremely anxious, knowing that if they could not break out as soon as possible, they would be annihilated. He waved his sword and fought desperately against the Qin army's attack.
However, the Qin army was numerous and their offensive became increasingly fierce. Soldiers around Bai Yeba fell one by one, and their blood stained the ground red.
The red blood was like bright and eye-catching flowers, scattered on the white snow.
Fusu led the charge, wielding the sword in his hand. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and every movement revealed an aristocratic temperament and majesty.
The Qiang soldiers were surrounded, like a turtle in a jar, and suffered countless casualties.
Bai Yeba was shocked when he saw this.
"Bai Ye Na, you xx! How dare you betray me!"
He cursed loudly and tried to break the encirclement with a few of his trusted followers.
However, the Qin soldiers were already blood-thirsty at this time, so how could they let them go? A flash of sword light passed by, and Bai Yeba's left arm was chopped off.
He screamed and fell to the ground.
Upon seeing this, Prince Fusu strode forward and stepped on Bai Yeba's chest.
Looking at him coldly, "Where have you imprisoned the other villagers in this village?"
Finally, Bai Yeba looked at Fusu arrogantly, laughed and said, "Of course I ate it..."
"Hahaha, I don't know how delicious the Qin people's food tastes."
Before he could finish his words, his head was chopped off by a sword. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, showing Fusu's inner anger at this time.
"Search for me."
"only!"
The Lao Qin army present took quick action.
However, unexpectedly, the Qin army searched every place in the house where people could hide, but found nothing.
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In the dark and damp cellar, faint breathing sounds and occasional low sobs echoed.
This place seems to be a corner forgotten by the world. Every imprisoned villager is like a chess piece abandoned by fate, quietly waiting for an unknown ending.
They were treated as food reserves, imprisoned in this dark underground, and lived next to death.
The walls of the cellar were made of rough stones. Mud and water occasionally seeped out from the cracks and dripped onto the cold ground, making a "tick, tick" sound, as if mercilessly urging the passing of life.
The air was filled with the smell of mold and damp earth, which was almost suffocating.
The villagers huddled together, their hearts filled with fear and despair. Some of them had empty eyes, as if they had lost the will to live, while others tightly held the hands of their loved ones, trying to draw a little strength from each other.
"Father, can we still get out alive?" A childish voice sounded in the darkness. It was a little boy, and his voice was full of fear and anxiety.
His father, a haggard middle-aged man with a broken leg, gently stroked his head and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, we will get out."
However, his words did not seem to bring much comfort to the little boy.
The little boy continued to sob softly, his tears falling silently in the darkness.
In a corner not far away, an elderly woman sat quietly.
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