In late spring in March, the grass is green and the orioles are flying.
In the fields outside Ruifeng County, it should have been a busy season for farmers, but now there is only silence and desolation.
Liu Xiao was dragged through the mud by the barbarian soldiers. He originally thought that if he told them that there was food in Yiyun Village, his life would be better. However, he did not expect that Chi Wushu would be angry with him and bring officers and soldiers to rescue him, which resulted in the death of more than 300 barbarian soldiers and a severe beating for him.
His hands were tied at the moment, and the barbarians in front of him were holding them with a rope, pulling him forward like livestock.
Liu Xiao had disheveled hair and swollen eyes. His Ming Guang armor was taken off and put on Chi Wushu.
There were wild flowers swaying by the roadside. At this time of year in previous years, the girls in the county would pick a few and pin them in their hair, but now they were crushed by the barbarians and mixed into the mud.
There were corpses lying all over the fields. These were the civilians killed when the barbarians arrived. Their bodies were left exposed in the wilderness with no one to collect them.
Liu Xiao saw that on the bodies of several women, only their heads were intact, and the rest of their bodies were just skeletons.
Seeing this scene, Liu Xiao couldn't help but grit his teeth and stared at the figure of Chi Wushu in front of him. He didn't know whether all the barbarians were like this or only the Chi Ni tribe was like this.
If he could escape this time, he swore to kill Chi Wushu.
"What are you looking at!"
The barbarian soldier who was walking beside Liu Xiao saw his unfriendly look and kicked Liu Xiao in the ribs. Liu Xiao gasped in pain and hated the barbarian soldier even more.
They are really a barbaric nation. Don’t they know to treat prisoners of war well?
"How far is the place you mentioned?"
Chi Wushu's voice came from the front.
"Almost there. Just ahead."
Liu Xiao took a deep breath. Pei Yun was his enemy, and Chi Wushu was also his enemy. Let them fight each other. No matter who died, he would be happy to see it.
…
In Yiyun Village, the spring sunshine shines on the cement playground, bringing warmth.
Pei Yun was shirtless, thrusting his hands in and out of the scalding iron sand, sweat dripping down his strong muscles. He would practice this kung fu for a while every day, and then practice with the sword.
Before, he practiced the swordsmanship learned from Chen Er, and now he is practicing the military swordsmanship learned from Sun Gan.
The sword techniques in the army are simple, without so many routines and frills, and the emphasis is on killing with one blow.
"Man is born good..." Zhang Zeshan paced in front of the children, holding a ruler.
Ajiu sat in the front row, with his hands placed neatly on the desk, sitting very straight. Although the other children sat in crooked postures, they all followed the recitation seriously.
He Niang and the women in her household were busy in the kitchen, and bursts of aroma wafted from the steamer.
She kneaded the dough skillfully while the sisters beside her were cutting vegetables and making fire.
Some of the pregnant female bandits were mending clothes, while others were washing their men's clothes. They occasionally chatted with happy looks on their faces.
On the training ground east of the village, Sun Gan was training the bandits.
After this period of training, the bandits' strength has been further improved. In particular, they have learned battle formations and are now almost the same as the regular army.
"rest."
Sun Gan shouted loudly, and the bandits immediately dispersed. Some of them took the prepared cold water and drank it in big gulps, some wiped the Tang swords in their hands, and some bandits gathered together to talk and laugh.
The craftsmen built a toilet far away. This was Pei Yun's request. They built the toilet first to prevent people from defecating everywhere.
On the slope of the back mountain, Old Zhang was carefully cultivating the land with the bandits who knew how to grow crops.
This is the daily life in the mountain village, very peaceful and tranquil, in stark contrast to the purgatory-like days down the mountain.
But soon, this peace was broken.
The bandit standing on the watchtower was the first to notice a large group of people coming down the mountain. Although he couldn't see clearly who they were due to the distance, he knew that these people coming up the mountain definitely had no good intentions.
A bandit came down from the watchtower and ran towards the village.
"Boss, a large number of troops are coming. They may be barbarians."
The bandits shouted as they ran. Pei Yun, who was practicing martial arts, heard them and ran out without even having time to put on his clothes. The other bandits also heard them and the relief on their faces disappeared.
“Prepare for battle!”
Sun Gan shouted loudly, and immediately all the bandits ran back to the room and started to put on riot gear. Pei Yun went up to the watchtower and saw that there was indeed a large crowd of people at the foot of the mountain.
It’s just that the distance is a bit far, and I can’t tell whether they are barbarians or refugees.
He suddenly slapped his head, wondering how could he have forgotten this thing. He quickly bought a telescope from the mall and this time he could see clearly.
They were indeed barbarian soldiers, and their number was even greater than the officers and soldiers before.
"Boss, what is this?" Wang Xuan, who was standing by, was surprised to see a telescope in Pei Yun's hand.
Pei Yun handed him the telescope. "With this, you can see farther."
Wang Xuan picked up the telescope and brought it to his eyes as Pei Yun had instructed. He instantly took a breath of cold air. The scene in the distance seemed to be pulled right in front of him, and even the ferocious expressions on the barbarian soldiers' faces were clearly visible.
“This…this…”
He stuttered and was unable to speak. His hands shook and he almost dropped the telescope. The group of barbarians were clearly still far away, but when he used this thing to look, it felt like they were right in front of him. It was too magical.
"Boss, could this be the legendary clairvoyance?"
Pei Yun smiled and said, "You can call it Clairvoyance if you want."
The bandits on the side were all itching to get it. Clairvoyance, that only existed in myths and stories. Did the boss pick the clairvoyance from the sky?
Wang Xuan handed the telescope to the bandit next to him. The bandit took a look and was also shocked. He almost knelt down to worship Pei Yun.
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