It is said that the bandit soldiers were very pleased when they heard the news. There was an elder brother in charge, and the sixth brother, who was called the "little scholar", made suggestions.

"Sixth brother, do you have any specific plan then? It's just a matter of us brothers fighting for our lives, but this... this eldest brother treats us very well. If there is no specific action, what will happen halfway?"

How should I explain the moth?"

Although this is good news, after all, there are still not enough people incorporated in the city. The warlords are powerful. If something goes wrong, not to mention whether the operation can be successful, even their lives are at stake.

On balance, this is not cost-effective in any way, so I can have a tactful question.

"Brother Six, you are the brains of our gang. You should have a plan at least, right?"

"A few days ago, I met my eldest brother. He is very free to move and can act at any time. As for us, of course I am not willing to let our brothers die. We have already suffered a big loss once and now plus

There are more than forty brothers in the ancestral hall. You just need to eat well and sleep well these days, and treat me as an invitation to the brothers!" Although the scholar was very polite when he spoke compared to them.

, but a person who can be called a think tank in a gang is by no means an easy person. He hugged his fists, picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and said: "Brother Six has neglected the brothers, please forgive me!".

This makes this group of people who are usually fierce and timid when encountering trouble even more anxious.

"Brother Six, you have something to say. We brothers are not people who are afraid of death. If you give us the right word, we will do it!"

"Brothers are so cool. After staying together for so long, how can Brother Six still not understand the brothers? Then let me tell you what we should do next!" As he said this, Xiucai slowly placed the wine glass in his hand on the table.

, said calmly: "Tell me, what are we mainly afraid of when we fight with them now?".

"What are you afraid of?"

"What I'm afraid of is that our guys are not qualified!" This sentence made the key point clear, and continued: "Right now, these warlords have just bought a batch of sophisticated muskets from the Northeast. If we fight head-on, we must

It's like falling into a disadvantage...".

Ma Jun outside the door couldn't understand why these few people wanted to cause a quarrel? Jing Qian didn't take it seriously. He suddenly had a different view of the sixth brother in the house. Although he was a rogue bandit, it was rare to see him.

What he saw was that he was able to stabilize these scumbags in just a few words, and signaled Ma Jun not to make wild guesses yet.

The scholar drank another glass of wine and continued: "Brothers, just imagine if these muskets were in our hands? Besides, they forgot the most important point, what I told you when our leaders were recruited

Do you? Stand still and obey orders! Haha... Judging from these days, they think of us as ordinary bandits and roughnecks, and even think that we don't know anything. Brothers, do you know why we are asked to guard this ancestral hall? "

"Hmm... This is indeed what we have now. That's just the bastard scratching the surface. Haha, Brother Six, go on!" Hearing the muskets, a few scumbags became excited. Because they were incorporated, all these bastards became regular troops.

"This ancestral hall is their arsenal where tea horses are stationed! For the past few days, I have endured humiliation and escaped without revealing any information about my eldest brother's life. I tried my best to please them. I learned from them that the batch of muskets they shipped a few days ago is in the ancestral hall.

, and I tried my best to show my loyalty to the adjutant. The adjutant immediately asked me to take care of the ancestral hall, which shows that the adjutant is not a smart person. Then I worked hard to urge the homeless people to produce food. Seeing that I was so loyal, I was even more...

Leave all the affairs of the grain farm in my hands. With this, we have captured the grain and muskets without using any weapons..." Speaking of rising, Xiucai downed another glass of wine, "As for our subsequent actions

That would be even more convenient. Originally, these warlord soldiers had never had that extreme fighting consciousness. They were used to eating delicious military rations and were pampered. Now that they had just occupied two fortresses, they became even more arrogant and arrogant. Here we are.

As long as I give an order, the eldest brother will lead the brothers to fight, and we will cover it directly from the city. This battle will be won! Hahaha..."

These words calmed the group of scumbags, and they drank happily with the toasts of a few scumbags. Everyone celebrated the arrival of the proud moment in advance, but saw the scholar wave his hand: "Brothers, drink first, six Brother, I'm a little old, I'm going back to the ancestral hall first!" He turned around and almost fell to the ground. He seemed to be smiling, but his expression was complicated, and there were actually tears in his eyes...

Jingqian quickly pushed Ma Jun and quickly moved to the back of the house. The scholar hummed a very sad tune and staggered out of the grain farm courtyard, vomiting violently. Then he straightened his body with great difficulty and looked into the room. , smiled bitterly: "In the age of great strife, people's hearts are unpredictable. They are all a group of people who are seeking fame and fame, and are greedy for life and afraid of death. They serve the bandits first, and then serve the soldiers. They all want to be an upright man between heaven and earth, haha Haha, scholar, scholar, when were you yourself? When were you yourself? No, you are not as good as those refugees, hahaha." After saying this, he laughed until he sobbed. Struggling in the chaos, surviving in the struggle. , I could have lived an upright life, but I could have lived such a humble life.

The two followed behind, Ma Jun watched, and a nameless fire arose in his heart. Thinking of the dead old man, thinking of the tea horse now, laugh? Fortunately, you can laugh. He gathered the anger in his hands and jumped. He got up, and his fist was already clenched and smashed towards the scholar... Jinggan saw that the situation was not good, and he did not foresee the sudden anger of the horse army. Unable to stop him, he jumped to the scholar's back and locked the scholar's neck with his right arm. With a turn, the two fell to the ground at the same time. Ma Jun punched the air, and was even more angry. Jinggan protected the scholar. He spread his legs in a lunge, took a quick step, and hit Jinggan with his kick. Jinggan slowly sat up despite the pain in his back, and scolded: "I am Jinggan, can you calm down first? You haven't figured out the matter yet, so you're going to kill me!"

After this torment, the matter that he wanted to secretly inquire about could no longer proceed. The scholar in the daze regained his consciousness and asked: "Who are you? What do you want to find out?"

"Keep your bitch's head for now. When things are clear, I will skin and dismember you!" Although Ma Jun's anger was somewhat suppressed at this time, his hatred was still not gone.

"Brother, we are common people here. I want to ask you something, and you have to answer it honestly!" Jingqian pointed at Ma Jun, "You have to be careful, my brother is not a good person, and I won't take your head off. Down!"

"Oh, I'm not a scared scholar! Although I have never killed a living creature, I am used to the uncertainty of life and death. I have a bad life. You can take it as you please, but you must let me know who I died for. Hands, right? Who are you? Answer my question first!" Seeing that this scholar is considered a talent, it would be a pity to kill him, but if he doesn't kill him, it will really be difficult to quell this resentful spirit in the town.

"Scholar, scholar, I see that you are so arrogant and arrogant, and you sound like a talented person in your words, but you end up being hated by everyone. I guess you are not very willing, right?" Jing Gan said sarcastically, "It's a pity that you have a good skin but a poor conscience. If you give it to a dog, you still have to pretend to be hypocritical and lament!"
Chapter completed!