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Chapter Sixty-Four

Chapter 64: Eliminate evil

It is easy to fight, but it is difficult to end.

I was busy until the afternoon, and with the help of the Momen, I finished cleaning the battlefield.

Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Bai Gui, and Han Xian gathered together and summarized their respective situations:

In this battle, a total of 164 robbers were killed.

Forty-six captives.

There are only eight of them intact, all of whom are smart and can only escape the disaster by lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

All the rest were injured, and half of them were extremely severely injured, and they probably could not last that night, stabbing to death and slashing. This is common sense.

Of course, if you die, you will die, and no one will complain for these robbers.

In addition, more than 300 pieces/set of various weapons, armor, shields, etc. were seized, more than 23,000 copper coins from various countries and more than ten gold coins.

About half of the remaining robbers fled.

In Maple Leaf Town, two people died and five people were injured, all of which were casualties suffered at the beginning under the robber's crossbow.

After the subsequent hand-to-hand combat, Fenglin Town had the advantage and was not injured.

Well, maybe it was a mistake. When chasing, a member of the bamboo gun team stepped on the air and twisted his foot, which could be considered injured.

The first appearance of the Macedonian phalanx was a great success!

Seeing such outstanding results, everyone looked at each other, and even Sun Bin felt a little incredible.

"Hey, this is really-" Bai Gui scratched her head, not knowing what to say, but it took a long time to put it on and said, "This robber is too careless."

"Not." Sun Bin was also happy: "The mob is still not good."

"Oh--" At this time, Han Feng sighed slowly, his sword eyebrows were closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Han, are you?" Sun Bin and the other two were a little surprised.

"It's okay." Han Xian smiled reluctantly: "I was just thinking, maybe, in front of the army, our Momen is also a mob. In recent years, when fighting with various ** teams, our casualties are getting bigger and bigger."

The scene was a little silent for a while.

The personal swordsman of Momen Swords is beyond doubt. It may be exaggerated to fight one against a hundred, but it is stable to fight one against ten.

Of course, this refers to the world, not the battlefield.

Before the Spring and Autumn Period, fighting was relatively simple. Both sides found a spacious place and rushed forward. There were very few tactics and changes in the battle formation.

Therefore, the war at this time is not a very artistic one, and perhaps it can only be considered a large-scale and organized battle.

But from the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, when grandson emerged from nowhere, war became artistic.

The changes in tactics and the progress of the battle formation have all made rapid progress, which greatly improved the combat effectiveness of the army.

This also led to a result: after experiencing its initial glory, the Momen became increasingly difficult to compete with the well-trained armies of various countries.

The nature of the Momen is, after all, just an organized group of wanderers, but this group is a bit special - they have distinct political beliefs.

"Oh--" Sun Bin sighed helplessly. It seems that the Momen gradually entered a dilemma, which is also a historical necessity.

Perhaps, the Momen also needs a change, otherwise, sooner or later, like history, will disappear in the long river of time.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Han Xian suddenly smiled and waved his hand: "This kind of major issue that concerns the life and death of the branch, let's leave it to Juzi and him to worry about it."

"Yes, yes." Everyone changed the subject without hesitation.

"Xiao Sun, Xiao Pang." At this time, Fang Che, the old man from the town, walked up with a smile on his face, grabbed the two of them and stopped putting them down, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work, I will serve on behalf of all the villagers in the town, thank you."

This morning, according to Sun Bin's request, before the news of victory was heard back on the front line, all the townspeople, including Fang Che, must stay at home, close their doors and not go out.

But the question is, who can stay?

If the front line is defeated and the robbers rushed into the town, even if you close the door, they will kick it away, right?

Therefore, the process of waiting for the news ahead is like a year.

Fortunately, not long after, the news of victory came back, not only a big victory, but also a few casualties.

Now, Fenglin Town fell into ecstasy, and everyone ran around and told each other, smiling happily.

Fang Che was very mature and steadfast. Knowing the hardship of the war, he quickly arranged to kill chickens and sheep, preparing to reward the three armies.

Nowadays, a feast has been prepared in the town office.

"Old Fang," Sun Bin smiled and said, "You are polite. Everyone is a neighbor. Should we help each other?"

"Look at how good Xiao Sun said." Fang Che was very happy, and glanced at Bai Gui, and said enthusiastically: "Oh, Xiao Bai is here too. I heard that you have worked hard to go to Yangdi to ask for help for the villagers. I am so grateful."

Bai Gui bowed and smiled and said, "You are so kind. I'm a step late and I haven't helped me."

"That's wrong. I'm just helping me when I come. Besides, Xiao Sun and Xiao Pang, then you are your junior brother, right?" Fang Lao said happily: "Okay, everyone has been busy for a long time and must be tired and hungry. Let's go, go, go to the town office. The villagers have prepared a feast for everyone and let's celebrate the merits."

Hearing this, there was a lot of cheers.

Not long after, the spacious town office courtyard.

Hundreds of cases have been set up, and each case has fish, meat, wine and vegetables. This is already a decent amount of all the cases and is quite sumptuous for the poor mountain villagers.

If it weren't for the special circumstances, even during the Chinese New Year and the festival, I wouldn't have had such a sumptuous banquet.

After public recommendation, Sun Bin, who made great contributions, took the lead, and as the host, Fang Che naturally accompanied him.

Pang Juan, Bai Gui, and Han Wu sat on the seats separately.

Others are just casual, anyway, anyway, there are positions for those who work hard.

"Everyone," Fang Che raised his glass with a smile: "Today, I will be able to defend the robbers, and I, Fenglin Town, can be safeguarded. Who should I say to this first glass of wine?"

"Of course it's Brother Sun." There is no objection to this.

"Okay, Xiao Sun, I and everyone are all toasting you." Fang Che smiled and said, "You must drink this glass of wine."

"Then thank you all." Sun Bin was not polite, and immediately raised his glass to respond.

Next, naturally, they respected Pang Juan, Bai Gui and Han Fei who came to help, and then they went their own way.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and was eating happily when they suddenly heard a crying sound outside the yard.

"What's going on?" Fang Che was a little unhappy. Who is here to make things difficult for everyone on this big day?

"Grandpa, I'll go and see." Fang Che's grandson, an 18-year-old strong young man, hurried out and came back soon, and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa, Cheng Zhuang, who died in battle, and Zhao Gou'er's family is crying."

The festive atmosphere in the table suddenly became a little dull.

Fang Che was also angry and smiled bitterly, "There is no immortal in war. Let me tell you, don't cry, you have to take the funeral another day. Today's celebration is not suitable. Also, I'm the decision, both families will be exempted from 20 years of money and food. After a few days, the town will have some intentions."

"Yes, grandpa." Fang Che's grandson hurriedly ran out to tell.

The war is fierce and dangerous! Logically speaking, Fang Che's handling is quite kind, but Sun Bin is still a little sad, and even the joy of winning the battle faded a lot.

For a moment, Sun Bin suddenly had some personal insights about why Mo Zhai hated war so much: he wanted to calm the chaotic times and let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and he had a long way to go.
Chapter completed!
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