Bai Wu Niang and Bai Liu Niang cheered each other up and went to find Master Zhan Jiu together.
Seeing this, Master Zhan followed him outside.
Du Xuan waited for them to leave, then turned around and asked Xia Zhaoyi: "Ali, those two women..."
"They are still young." Xia Zhaoyi said.
With this tone, Du Xuan wants to say that you are one or two years younger than them.
"They still have to grow up," Zhi Changle said, "This is good."
"Okay!" Lao Tong put his arm on his shoulder, "You're getting old and angry."
Zhi Changle sighed. Normally he would interact with Lao Tong, but now there was nothing but a sigh.
Old Tong frowned, sensing something was wrong, and was about to ask a question when Xia Zhaoyi said, "Tell me about the situation outside the village. What we saw when we came here was that there were mass graves and corpses everywhere."
"This is really..." Du Xuan said, "Although we just came yesterday, it feels like we have been here for a month."
He told the story one by one about the soldiers, horses, corpses, and the coming and going of the enemy, torturing Qingxiang Village back and forth.
"It seems that they are determined to take over Qingxiang Village." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"right."
"What a pity it's such an unfortunate coincidence," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I have decided on Qingxiang Village. After walking around Youzhou, given the favorable time and place and the appetite for me, Qingxiang Village will be my gateway to Youzhou."
Du Xuan looked into her dark and bright eyes, and was delighted that the other party did not regard him as an outsider. She told him such an important matter so directly. At the same time, he couldn't help but whisper: "Ah Li, why is it Qingxiang Village?"
What? This place is actually not that good."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "Brother Du, look."
She straightened an inverted teacup and traced it northward along the teacup with her slender fingers.
"If you go up here, you can go straight into the hinterland of Youzhou."
"Um."
Xia Zhaoyi's finger moved southward again.
"Supplies are convenient in the south. Qingxiang Village is the southern part of the entire Youzhou. From Guandao to Qingxiang Village, there are at least five feasible routes. There is no need to worry about supplies coming from Zhaozhou and Hengxiang being blocked."
"Yep."
"To the east, you can deploy your troops. To the west, in the deep mountains and ravines, you can deploy your troops in roundabout ways and be flexible."
Du Xuan looked at what her round, jade-like fingertips were pointing at. Although it was on a bare table, he could imagine the terrain and mountains outside.
"That's not right," Du Xuan said, "Ah Li, the world is wide open to the east. It is beneficial for the other side to attack the military base, but not for us."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and put the tea cup to the east, making a crisp and soft sound.
"What if this is the east side I'm talking about? I can go there, and the enemy can come. This is the place where we meet."
Du Xuan's eyes lit up: "Yes, if I gain it, I will benefit, and if the enemy gains something, it will also benefit him, and it will also be a fight for territory."
"It's time to change the situation of being beaten!" Lao Tong shouted, "I'm so angry! I'm going to rush out and chop him!"
Zhi Changle bumped his elbow at him: "What are you talking about! Be careful!"
The other men laughed.
When dinner was about to begin, a militiaman came quickly and said that the homeless militiamen outside the village were here again.
Zhan Jiuye, who was talking to Bai Wuniang and Bai Liuniang outside, cursed, raised his feet and ran towards the end of the village.
After running a few steps, he suddenly slapped his head: "Why did I forget about Miss Ali!"
He turned around and ran to the courtyard behind.
Lao Tong and Zhi Changle were walking to the kitchen, intending to help serve the dishes together. When they saw Master Zhan Jiu running towards them, they stopped and watched Master Zhan go in to look for Xia Zhaoyi, panting and saying that those dog-skin plasters were gone again.
coming.
As soon as he finished speaking, another militiaman rushed over: "General, it's not good, General!"
"What's wrong!" Zhan Jiuye said hurriedly.
"They're going to set our rifles on fire! They're already on fire!"
"What!" Mr. Zhan Jiu's face turned pale, and he raised his foot to leave again. This time, he stopped in time and looked at the girl behind the Eight Immortals table, "Miss Ali, please save us!"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Very good, Mr. Zhan Jiu, let them burn it."
"Yes," Du Xuan also laughed, "We will be more relaxed if we burn it, let's burn it!"
"Ah? But..."
"There is a ditch three feet wide behind the horse gun. After they burned it, they had to cross the ditch to fight to the village. I guess they have already cut down the big wooden bridge to pave the way." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"In this case, wouldn't it be easier for us to pick up something ready-made?" Du Xuan said.
"right."
Master Zhan Jiu looked at Xia Zhaoyi and then at Du Xuan: "Miss Ali, this is..."
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Zhan Jiu," Xia Zhaoyi said warmly, "Do as I say later."
The fire in front of the village burned quickly, and the militiamen dumped a lot of withered vegetation under the gun. The dry climate in autumn and winter was beneficial to the burning, and the huge gun turned red in a short time.
The militiamen from Qingxiang Village came with water to put it out. There was a river next to it, which was quite close. However, there was a ditch three feet wide in the Jumagun. There was not enough space on the large wooden boards used for walking. People were running around.
There was a crowd and many people fell into the ditch.
Seeing them busy at work, the homeless militiamen laughed thirty feet away and at the same time showed dozens of large wooden boards they had prepared. The people putting out the fire were so frightened that their legs became weaker and weaker.
Zhan Qiye and Mo Wuye were directing from behind the crowd. They turned around and saw Zhan Jiuye and Zhan Baye running out of the village. Mo Wuye hurried over, only to see Zhan Jiuye immediately find Zeng Jishi and ask him to call everyone.
stop.
"Why stop?!" Mo Wuye shouted.
Zhan Jiuye did not explain, and went to order other people to deliver the message.
Master Zhan Ba stopped Master Mo and told him to leave it alone.
Everyone was puzzled, but they gradually stopped and looked back at the "generals" behind them.
"Send all the buckets back!" Zhan Jiuye shouted, "Go to the ancestral hall and obey my orders!"
"Go to the ancestral hall now?" Master Zhan Qi walked over quickly.
"Yes!" Master Zhan Jiu shouted, "Come to the ancestral hall and listen to me, hurry up!"
"Hurry up!" Master Zhan also shouted, "Everyone go!"
The refugee militiamen in the distance gradually realized something was wrong.
The leaders looked at Zhong Qiankun in the crowd.
"Commander, why is something strange?" said a deputy general.
"Yeah," said another, "they don't put out fires anymore?"
"It's useless to save him. Is it because he thinks there is no chance of saving, so he plans to escape into the mountains?" another person said.
Zhong Qiankun said nothing, his eyes were so excited for the first time, and he looked at the fire that was getting stronger and stronger in the distance.
These Jima guns are as tall as two grown men. You can imagine how much effort Qingxiang Village put into building them. It was this Jima guns that got in the way, causing them to kill batch after batch of people. Now they feel better.
, a fire will make it go away cleanly.
"There's no one left!"
"They're all gone!"
"Did he really retreat into the back mountains?"
"Hurry!" Someone looked at Zhong Qiankun, "Military advisor, they definitely can't take away all the food. We have to hurry!"
