Compared with the tranquility of the back mountain, the front village has been in a scene of fighting and chaos.
The Bai sisters came down from the mountain and met Du Xuan and Wu Shaoning who were in a depressed mood.
The Bai sisters did not dare to come forward and hid.
They vaguely knew that they were related to Miss A Li. Judging from the temperament of the two of them, they were indeed better than the men they usually saw.
Wu Shaoning walked and looked towards where they were hiding.
The Bai sisters were busy hiding deeper.
"There's someone over there." Wu Shaoning whispered to Du Xuan.
Du Xuan took a look, but there was no reaction, and he didn't stop walking.
The secret guards were all in the courtyard, sitting and standing, very quiet.
The loudest sound in the entire courtyard was the snoring of Lao Tong inside the house.
Seeing Du Xuan coming back, the men gathered around him one after another.
Master Zhan Jiu was also there, and he stepped forward and handed over his hands: "Mr. Du."
"Master Zhan Jiu," Du Xuan returned the greeting and then said, "I see that the crossbow arrows used in your village are a bit rough and not fine enough. They should not be made by Ah Li."
"It's rough..." Zhan Jiuye showed a bit of embarrassment, "It's true that we sharpened these crossbow arrows ourselves."
"Master Zhan Jiu is really a kind man." Du Xuan cupped his hand again.
"Mr. Du, are you referring to the batch I made without using Miss Ah Li?" Zhan Jiuye sighed deeply, "That belongs to Miss Ah Li, how dare I misappropriate it."
Du Xuan smiled, looking a little tired.
At this time, Feng Changshi came in from outside and said that a banquet to welcome the wind and wash away the dust was prepared behind the ancestral hall.
Du Xuan frowned and looked at each other with Wu Shaoning.
On a normal day, it would be a meal, but now, there is a bloody battle outside. Some people are fighting for their lives for a mouthful of food, and some are fighting to the death to protect their homeland. How can they eat this meal?
"I won't eat it," Du Xuan said, "keep it for the soldiers who have returned from the victorious battle. We don't need a banquet. Thank you Zhan Jiuye."
Wu Shaoning also handed over his hand: "Thank you."
Master Zhan Jiu didn't know what to say, so he could only nod.
But no one expected that this was just the beginning.
When the melee continued until Chou, the hungry troops outside the village retreated, leaving corpses all over the ground.
They could pat their butts and leave the corpses of their companions, but the villagers of Qingxiang Village could not let the front of the village turn into a mass grave. Master Zhan Qi even came out in person to move the corpses with everyone.
Compared to the previous melee, cleaning up these things made them feel even more stressed.
The eyes of the people who were still staring at death were open, as if they were looking at them, full of resentment and unwillingness.
More corpses are incomplete.
Waves of evening wind carry a pungent smell, and night birds chirp in the sky, gathering more and more, waiting for a feast.
Just when everyone was exhausted, the soldiers and horses suddenly turned around and came back to fight.
They didn't go far away, they just extinguished the torches in their hands, and the ground was shaking as they rushed forward.
The villagers in Qingxiang Village were so frightened that they ran away and ran back to the rifle.
"Hahahaha..." The people running over burst out laughing.
Zhan Qiye ran too fast and accidentally fell into the ditch behind the horse gun. Because it was too deep, it took a lot of effort for others to pull him out of it.
He clung to the edge of the pit and watched the people pointing at them and laughing at them, trembling with anger.
The other militiamen drew their crossbows and pointed them at them from a distance, but unfortunately they were out of range.
"Let's go!" The man who came with the troops waved his hand and shouted loudly.
So they left in the sight of the villagers of Qingxiang Village.
Villagers, you look at me, I look at you, I don’t know if you want to go out.
It took Master Zhan Qi a lot of effort to regain some strength, stood up and said: "Continue to clean up!"
If they don't take care of it, it will rot and stink. After all, they themselves will suffer the most.
But just like before, those people kept staring at them from a distance.
Once they came out and gradually relaxed, a large group of soldiers and horses rushed towards them.
Once, twice, three times...
The militiamen in Qingxiang Village were tortured beyond description.
The sky is getting brighter, the morning breeze blows in the world, and a new page opens.
A large number of villagers who had been awake all night fell to the ground from exhaustion, and Zhan Jiuye and Mo Wuye also came to help. There were hundreds of corpses, which was really difficult to clean up, and the wild beasts and big birds kept coming, causing trouble.
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Someone suddenly yelled violently, smashed a corpse on the ground, and stamped on it with their feet.
Zhan Jiuye and others hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
Mo Wuye directly pointed at him and scolded him, and Zhan Jiuye stopped Mo Wuye again.
"If you feel like it, let it go!" Zhan Jiuye looked at the villagers, "But compared to these people outside, we are already living a good enough life!"
"Those who laugh at us, they have no home or food, but we still have enough to eat and wear warm clothes! It's almost winter, look at how they die!" Zhan Jiuye pointed outside.
"After you let go of your emotions, keep working! If you want to live a good life, you can't leave a single corpse here!"
Everyone looked at Mr. Zhan Jiu and was too tired to speak.
"It's time to work!" Zeng Jishi shouted, "Let's work! Let's work!"
What can be done.
Really just have to work.
Watching everyone go about their business, Zhan Jiuye turned back to look at the corpse behind him.
There were many more, not only they killed, but the other party was also killing.
This was a massacre accomplished by both sides.
At this time, Zhan Jiuye suddenly realized a problem, that is, we are outnumbered and outnumbered.
As long as there is a disaster outside, there will always be refugees heading south.
The strong ones will be recruited into their ranks, while the old and frail ones will be abandoned or...eaten.
Their power will become larger and larger, but their Qingxiang Village will always remain in place and continue to be consumed.
Just like now, the other party has sent batch after batch of people to tease them, but their manpower is very limited.
How to break this situation?
Lin Shuanglan was so anxious in the village that she walked back and forth.
The little sisters are all there, and everyone has a sad face.
Apart from being anxious, they couldn't do anything to help.
At this moment, a figure walked in outside the hospital.
When Lin Shuanglan saw it was Tu Xiaoxi, she stepped forward and asked, "Xiaoxi, where have you been?"
Tu Xiaoxi said nothing and looked at Bai Wu Niang and Bai Liu Niang over there.
Bai Wu Niang and Bai Liu Niang also looked at her, and they frowned slightly.
"...Xiaoxi?" Lin Shuanglan said.
After a pause, Tu Xiaoxi walked towards Bai Wu Niang and Bai Liu Niang.
"The village is starting to run out of food," Tu Xiaoxi said calmly, "Why do you still send food to that man in the mountains?"
Bai Wu Niang and Bai Liu Niang's eyes widened immediately.
The other sisters were stunned when they heard this. Feng Anan stood up and said, "What man? Who gave you food?"
"You, don't talk nonsense!" Bai Wuniang stood up and shouted, "What kind of man are you talking nonsense!"
"I saw it with my own eyes," Tu Xiaoxi said in a calm voice, "that man is not from our village."
