The child had strong legs and his little buttocks were sitting very firmly. He was holding a cloth pigeon sewn in calico, looking at it for a while and taking a few bites.
Qianchu and her boy from the Cheng family didn't seem to know each other, and they were far away from each other.
Lady Cui smiled secretly.
The kang table in front of the waiter was covered with books, and the whole body was covered with paper.
The villagers prepared for the worst, and fled if the rebels attacked, but after all, they hadn't reached that point yet, and they had to live a normal life.
Mrs. Cui knew that these books contained accounts for the workers in the village, as well as the food, drink, and toilets in the small camp. When her father was away, the waiter was also in charge.
Brother Heng sat at the other end of the kang table.
The mud on my clothes, shoes and socks has not yet dried.
At first glance, it looked like he had just come back from outside.
He has been busy digging tunnels in the village these past few days, and it seems that his work has been reduced.
When Li Xuemei saw Mrs. Cui coming in, she motioned for her to find a place to sit on.
Mrs. Cui was not polite, looked at the space beside the kang, and sat down on it.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the young boy from the Zhang family who was dressed in dust.
He took a sip of water and continued: "...The rebel king asked us to let them go. If the prince doesn't let them go, he will send troops to fight."
"They have a catapult, and we also have a catapult. If we hit each other, the stones will fly all over the sky. If we hit them, we will die!"
"We stood on the city and hit more, but they were also very accurate. We killed a lot of people. As soon as people fell from the city... they were gone."
The boy from the Zhang family wiped his face, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
The children in Xiaoan Village have experienced war and have seen dead people.
But unlike fighting with real swords and guns, he felt very uncomfortable when people were killed by trebuchets.
It was so easy to die, there was no chance to resist and fight to the death.
"They also had siege engines, covered with several layers of cowhide, which could not be broken through by stones. They pushed them against our city gate. We had to force them to break it open several times. Then we sprinkled kerosene and fired rockets. They
Then I went back..."
These are all strategies summed up in Xiaoanying.
Yan Yu knew it would be useful.
She clenched her little fists and was in high spirits.
The boy from the Zhang family used simple language to describe what he considered to be an extremely huge war.
Yan Yu listened silently.
Summarize the information you know.
She sent Jiuxiao Fei out several times, and she probably knew the Xizhou Army's numbers, types of troops, siege equipment and other information better than the commander Fan Wang.
At present, it seems that the anti-military forces are well prepared for a protracted war.
Their food supply is abundant.
The first collision.
By using trebuchets to attack the city, I'm afraid they wanted to give the Guanzhou Army a first blow.
He used his momentum to suppress Guanzhou and make people fear him.
Hu Ju's response was definitely beyond King Fan's expectation.
Hahaha!
Unexpectedly, they also have catapults.
When she watches Jiuxiao's replay at night, she must pay close attention to Anti-Wang's face, hoping that Jiuxiao will have a close-up shot of him.
Surprised or not? Unexpected or not?
hey-hey!
"A call came? How is the battle going?"
Yan Laoer got off his horse and ran into the house.
Neither Yan Yu nor the Zhang family kid snatched Lady Cui.
What Mrs. Cui said was much more exciting than what the boy from the Zhang family said dryly.
It was as if she saw it with her own eyes.
Her eyebrows were dancing, her hands were gesticulating, and she even patted the edge of the kang when she got excited.
Everyone in the room listened to it once, and they were even more fascinated when they listened to it the second time than the first time.
"Do we have many casualties?" Yan Laoer asked solemnly.
The tiger nest must be guarded.
Guanzhou could not bear the consequences of being attacked and destroyed by the rebels.
Once the city is defeated by the rebels, the King of England will be in a very difficult situation.
And with his anti-king ambition, he would never let the people of Guanzhou off easily.
Xiao'an Village has made so many contributions to the rebels, but by then, it will definitely be severely retaliated against.
If the Anti-King had a small book, their names would definitely be written down in it.
"There are many casualties." The boy from the Zhang family turned pale as if he thought of something.
Yan Laoer did not ask any more questions.
The child was obviously frightened.
"Brother Zhang, please go home and rest first. Don't go back for the time being. Help your aunt clean up and see if there is anything left unpacked." Yan Yu said.
Then send the person out.
He stopped the people outside who were asking questions.
Let Brother Zhang go home.
Let her speak.
…
As soon as Mrs. Cui entered the gate of her courtyard, the relaxation on her face disappeared and was replaced by deep worry.
Cui Langzhong's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.
"What? Didn't you fight well? Did you lose the battle?"
"Bah, bah, bah! The bad ones don't work and the good ones work. Gods, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and gods all over the sky are looking at you. You just think he farted just now!" Cui Niangzi muttered, thinking that one hand is not enough, two hands are not enough.
They all pointed at Cui Langzhong, fearing that the gods she was begging for were the wrong ones.
"You've seen the stone-throwing cart that the waiters and the others were tinkering with, right? But when it comes to taking care of things, Hu Ju did the same thing. They smashed it against the anti-king old man, so what's the point of the anti-king?"
Mrs. Cui changed from her normal state and told everything she knew in a straightforward manner.
"Isn't this great? Listen to what you say, the anti-king will have nothing to do with us for a while."
Lady Cui glanced at him.
I wonder why I found such a careless thing.
"The boy from the Zhang family said, we have a lot of casualties. Think about it, do people need to be treated when they are injured, and do they need to use medicine to treat the disease?" Lady Cui sighed: "When you really need it urgently, you can use these medicinal materials from our family.
Do you want to let go?"
"What I'm most worried about is not the medicinal materials, but you, Gouzi Daddy!"
"Me?" Cui Langzhong pointed to his nose, his face full of confusion.
Mrs. Cui: "Think about it with your stupid brain. Can medicinal materials alone be enough? There must be no one who can cure the disease. You have treated the prince's illness! There is no guarantee that the prince will not think of you."
Cui Langzhong:......
The dog girl was worried about me but she still dared to move.
Well, the bullshit has been blown out, and now I really can't expose myself. At that time, he didn't do anything to treat the prince. The prince, it's not necessarily, no, he definitely can't remember him.
Cui Langzhong coughed, pretending to be serious and said: "My husband is not a person who is irresponsible. Treating diseases and saving people is the foundation of those of us who are studying medicine..."
Lady Cui looked at him in surprise and slapped him in the face.
"How long have you been, and you're still pretending to be me!"
…
Yan Laoer chased her out and saw her daughter standing on the big rock.
The high-pitched and delicate child's voice is full of power.
Pass it on to everyone.
"What do we have to fear? Are the rebels more ferocious than the Beirong army? They all have one head and two arms and legs, not three heads and six arms. They only use a knife, a gun, and shoot arrows one by one. We Beirong
If you can kill them all, what do they have?"
"The catapult we tinkered with has done a great job. It smashed against the rebels and didn't lose at all. If you think about it, it's probably a small win."
"You all saw the three-bow crossbow bed that day with your own eyes. It was more powerful than a catapult. What we have to do now is not to think about those things that are available and not available, which will distort your mind and occupy your mind. They are more useful.
Those who are not assigned to make the crossbow bed will also come and get familiar with each other. When the other tasks are finished, our whole village will work hard on this. After making one, we will send one to the tiger. As long as the tiger can withstand it, we will