"you……"
The village chief looked at Sun Jian, seemingly trying to read something from his eyes, but after looking for a long time, he couldn't come to any conclusion.
With no other options available, not running away is definitely the best thing to do.
He sighed, "How about this, while things are still relatively stable, tell me your plan first, and I'll see if it's suitable..."
Sun Jian didn't mince words and said directly, "The plan is very simple: demolish the villagers' houses, seize their grain, dig up their cellars, and take their ropes."
"What!!"
"You! You! You!"
Upon hearing this, village chief Sun Liangzhi flew into a rage, his face turning red with anger, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and he angrily pointed at Sun Jian, unable to utter a word for a long time.
The three women were also confused by Sun Jian's plan.
They demolished villagers' houses, stole villagers' grain, dug up villagers' cellars, and took villagers' ropes.
Such behavior is no different from that of bandits.
This isn't about eliminating bandits; it's about becoming bandits yourself!
"Husband, you..."
Chu Qingcheng looked helpless, wondering what her husband was up to this time.
"What's wrong?"
"What's with all those expressions?"
Seeing that he might be kicked out of his house by the village chief if he didn't explain, Sun Jian had no choice but to explain: "These methods I'm talking about are methods that temporarily sacrifice the interests of the villagers, but can completely annihilate the bandits."
"You're talking nonsense! Shut up, you brat!"
"If it weren't for the fact that you grew up here, I would definitely think you were an inside man for the bandits."
"Get out! Get out of my house!"
The village chief was so angry that he kept stomping his feet on the spot.
"Even if the entire village has to flee, we won't let you cause any trouble!"
"Get out!"
"If you don't leave, I'll call for help!"
"Husband, what exactly do you mean? Quickly explain it to the old village chief."
Gu Zijian looked helpless. If things continued like this, he would probably be treated as an accomplice of the bandits by the village chief. In that case, he would die before he even got started, and the village would start fighting among itself before the bandits even arrived.
"Yeah! You should explain yourself clearly. I thought you were a bandit spy after what you just said." Zhou Wan'er rolled her eyes at Sun Jian.
"This old man, at his age, still has an incredibly bad temper."
Sun Jian shrugged and said to everyone, "There are several hundred bandits, all of them fierce and menacing. We can't deal with them at all without extreme measures."
"What I meant by demolishing the villagers' houses was that I needed some wooden stakes from the abandoned houses to make traps."
"Whether the bandits are hit or run over, they are doomed to die."
"Who said we were going to tear down the wooden stakes in someone's yard?"
"I see."
Zhou Wan'er suddenly realized, clapped her hands, and continued to ask, "What about robbing the villagers' grain?"
Sun Jian chuckled and joked, "Then call me husband and I'll tell you."
Caught off guard by such an unserious remark, Zhou Wan'er blushed and said haughtily, "I won't shout! I absolutely won't shout!"
"Fine, I won't shout then."
Sun Jian continued, "They rob villagers of their grain because it is a time of famine. When bandits come, they only want to steal grain and abduct women."
"If grain is not managed centrally, there will be many problems."
"But why rob? What would you do with the grain?" the village chief retorted.
Sun Jian was speechless at the old man's words. "If you openly say that bandits are coming and we're helping everyone collect and protect the grain, no one will believe you! Even if someone does believe you, they'll secretly hide a lot of the collected grain, because grain is their lifeline."
“We don’t lack weapons, we lack people to use them. If the grain is not centrally managed, we can’t get the villagers to focus on fighting the bandits. When the bandits come, some people will be afraid. If they are afraid, they will want to run away. If they run away, they will need grain. In this way, before we even deal with the bandits, we will become a disorganized mess. Some will run away and others will scatter. If we run away, there will be chaos, and if there is chaos, we will be defeated!”
"So the only option is to rob them, register all the loot, and return them to them after the bandits are eliminated."
"Besides, I have plenty of grain at home, why would I care about their meager rations?"
Sun Jian became increasingly helpless as he spoke.
"I see."
"In military strategy, this is called 'burning the boats and breaking the cauldrons,' meaning to put oneself in a do-or-die situation and then survive. Isn't that right, sir?"
Gu Zijian's eyes lit up as he chimed in.
"No, there should also be a strategy of turning the tables, luring the snake into its hole, and waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out," Zhou Wan'er added.
Sun Jian nodded and continued, "As for digging cellars for the villagers, that's to protect the elderly, children, and women who aren't fighting. Do you understand tunnel warfare? That way, the able-bodied villagers won't have any worries about the future."
"As for taking the villagers' ropes, that's for tying up the bandits when we capture them. There are hundreds of bandits, where am I supposed to find ropes?"
After Sun finished speaking, the three girls' eyes were filled with admiration, even sparkling with admiration, while the villager frowned and began to think.
It must be said that Sun Jian's method is indeed worth trying. In terms of the probability of success, if the trap is set well and the bandits do not receive reinforcements, then there is still a good chance of winning.
"Sun Jian, you just said you don't lack weapons, so where do the weapons come from?"
Sun Liangzhi's voice was much calmer at this moment, and the anger in his heart was slowly subsiding.
"My husband can make weapons! The bows he makes are amazing; even an ordinary person can hit a target from a hundred paces away." Before Sun Jian could even speak, Gu Zijian betrayed him.
Sun Jian rolled his eyes at the girl with a helpless expression.
She's so honest, doesn't she know how to be a little more careful?
You should know that he only had a few high-quality infrared compound bows in his backpack, and this girl thought they were unlimited...
If it weren't for the extra lottery chance, Sun Jian really wouldn't have been able to solve the weapon problem.
"You...you actually know how to make blacksmith's tools, how to forge weapons? How come I never knew that?"
The village chief questioned Sun Jian again.
When exactly did this child learn so many skills?
With a meticulous mind and clear thinking, the strategies he proposed were all spot on, and even the old man thought they were worth trying. This was completely different from the Sun Jian who had previously been a lazy and unproductive person.
Most importantly, he not only knew medicine, but also crafted sophisticated weapons... Was he still Sun Jian after all?
"See? He's hidden it really well. Even the village chief, who watched him grow up, doesn't know..." Zhou Wan'er exclaimed in astonishment as she whispered in Chu Qingcheng's ear.
Unlike Zhou Wan'er, Chu Qingcheng's eyes and heart were filled with Sun Jian at this moment. She not only failed to hear the resentment in Zhou Wan'er's words, but even took it as a kind of happiness and said happily, "Yes, I knew it. Our husband is simply omnipotent."
"My husband, please don't take me with you," Zhou Wan'er reminded him.
“He is not my husband… My husband must be of noble birth, second only to the emperor.”
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