Many people died in this trench.

This is used as a boundary to symbolize backwardness and prosperity.

Gao Shan crossed this boundary, followed by Liang Hu and Wu Yun.

"Haha, it's really here."

A smile flashed across Meng Jackal's eyes.

Touching a big ring in his hand playfully, Meng Jackal's expression gradually became cold: "Now that you're here, don't even think about going back."

The two thousand villagers looked ferocious.

The weapons in their hands emitted a cold light.

There were at least a few hundred people among them, looking around with cold eyes.

Obviously, this is asking you to enter the urn. If Gaoyang really enters, it is likely that there will be no return.

Or if Meng Jackal gives an order, they will swarm up and chop the three people into pieces.

Gao Chan looked at the deepest barracks and said, "Village Chief Mengzhen, since everyone is here to talk, hiding inside is not the way to treat guests."

His voice was full and clear, rising layer by layer, causing many villagers' eardrums to tingle.

More than a hundred villagers frowned.

After a while, Meng Jackal hurriedly walked out of it, with a embarrassed smile on his face: "I didn't expect you to come so early, and I'm sorry for the disappointment."

Gao Chan nodded: "Let me just say that the head of Mengjiu Village is upright and wants to negotiate peace with us. There will definitely be no conspiracy."

"Really?"

His voice was loud and loud, and everyone knew he was making trouble.

Meng Jackal smiled awkwardly and said, "That's natural."

"Please come in."

The barracks are very large and spacious, surrounded by tall walls.

Meng Jackal was very proud of his camp, with a proud smile on his face.

"Guys, do you think my family background, Meng Jackal, is okay?"

Liang Hu and Wu Yun looked at each other, each feeling a little unhappy.

Gao Chan smiled and nodded: "Yes, he has a profound background, which is almost the same as ours in Liangcun."

Meng Jackal was unhappy.

Gao Chan pointed to the tall courtyard wall: "This courtyard wall is high and thick. If we ambush swordsmen inside, give orders in a special way, and swarm us, I think the three of us will become a piece of cake."

Meng Jackal was a little embarrassed and said, "Little brother, what are you talking about?"

"Since everyone is here for peace talks, of course, honesty should be the main priority. If everyone's words are good, why would I use such despicable means?"

Gaochan nodded: "Well, Village Chief Meng Zhen shouldn't be that despicable."

Listening to him holding a gun and a stick, Meng Jackal sweat broke out on his forehead and gritted his teeth. He felt that this kid in front of him was really a powerful enemy that should not be underestimated.

Entering the hall, the guests and hosts took their seats. Meng Jack got straight to the point: "Since the three of you are here, let's get down to business."

"Okay, if you have any conditions, you can talk about it and study it." Gaoshan said.

Meng Jackal said: "I need farming methods, seeds, money and grain."

"We are ready for this." Gao Chan said with a smile.

Liang Hu took out a storage ring that he had prepared earlier and placed it on the table.

Meng Jackal's eyes lit up and he immediately started checking.

Naturally, there are farming materials, a large basket of seeds and five thousand gold coins.

Meng Jackal narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath: "The three of you are indeed sincere."

"Well, in that case, I think there is no need to continue fighting."

He slowly stood up and said with a smile: "It is no doubt a sign of respect for the presence of the three of you. I will personally supervise the preparation of some delicacies to entertain you. Please wait a moment."

Meng Jackal stood up and walked towards the back.

Wu Yun's eyes narrowed sharply, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Little brother, be careful not to be fooled!"

At this time, there was suddenly the sound of messy footsteps outside the door. It turned out that two people had already entered the hall.

These two people, one older and one younger, have a close relationship with each other, as if they were grandfather and grandson.

Talking and laughing, they arrived near the three of them.

Gao Yi's expression relaxed, and naturally it was Mo Xiaoyun and Zhang Song who came.

Zhang Song was the leader who personally led 70,000 to 80,000 villagers to besiege Xiongcheng and force Du Yi to abandon Xiongcheng.

Mo Xiaoyun was elated when he saw Gao Shan. He hurried over to say hello and lowered his voice: "Brother, I came in time."

"Very timely." Gao Dian patted her little head.

Mo Xiaoyun looked around: "Brother, when I came here, I saw a lot of people ambushing you outside. I'm afraid they are going to do something bad for you."

"Yes, Meng Jackal plans to take the opportunity to kill the three of us." Gao Chan said with a smile.

Mo Xiaoyun was shocked: "You know this, and why are you here to die?"

"This is normal. After fighting for so many days, both sides owe a lot of lives to each other. If we don't give a result, we won't be able to survive in the future."

"Meng Jacky wanted to appease his men and at the same time establish a new prestige. There is nothing more suitable than using the head of an enemy general to accomplish this."

Gao Chan smiled and said: "This idea is understandable."

"But why don't you kill him? I believe you can do it. Even if he has a triangle army formation and two thousand villagers, you can still do it, right?" Mo Xiaoyun opened his eyes wide.

Gao Chan said: "This person dislikes the powerful who bully the people the most. This is our friend. It doesn't matter if his methods are bad, just because now he regards us as enemies."

"If he doesn't handle it this way, I will despise him. It's good. As long as we turn enemies into friends and make it clear, Meng Jackal's knife will cut off the heads of those plutocrats."

Mo Xiaoyun scratched his head: "But is this really possible? It's easy to change a person's nature. How can he become a friend when he regards us as enemies?"

"This matter has nothing to do with nature, it is just a matter of stance. You will understand later."

Gao Chan nodded slightly towards Zhang Song.

Zhang Song saw that Gao Chan had a close relationship with Mo Xiaoyun, and saw that he was talking eloquently here. Although he was deep in a tiger's den, he was not at all flustered.

This is really not easy for a young man who is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Zhang Song nodded in response.

Outside the door, suddenly there were more than a hundred villagers rushing towards them with bright weapons in their hands...

"Humph, you three idiots didn't expect to come here to die alone!"

One of the villagers said ferociously.

Mo Xiaoyun laughed and said, "Are these three? Don't you know how to count?"

The villager was speechless and said: "Whether three or five, they will all die."

The leading villager slashed at Mo Xiaoyun with a knife.

boom.

The leading villager fainted and died on the ground.

"Come on..."

More than a hundred villagers with five or six levels of martial arts skills immediately formed a triangular military formation, which looked like metal triangles.

This immediately increases their defensive capabilities.

Zhang Song looked at them playfully.

"Village Chief Mengjiao, why don't you give me some face when I'm here?"

Meng Jackal walked out with a sullen face. With a wave of his hand, the runaway villagers immediately dispersed.

"Senior Zhang Song, this is a matter between Liang Cun and I. You have already promised to help me, why are you helping them now?"

It turned out that the helping force he was referring to was Zhang Song.

Of course, they have now turned against each other.

Zhang Song said: "If I had known that your opponent was Gao Yi, would I have helped you?"

"Meng Jackal, don't be stubborn. This productive little brother is a talent. He thinks about us refugees. If you make an enemy of him, you are cheating yourself!"
Chapter completed!