Chapter 19 Formation
[Complete the rescue mission, military doctor lv increased to 4, experience 5/40]
Finally, simple treatment was given to all the injured.
Zhang Luo then asked the Zhenhai guards to carry the wounded who fell to the ground onto a stretcher from the villagers.
Only then did everyone leave the back mountain and return to Zhenhaiwei.
It was not until dawn that everyone carried the wounded back to Zhenhaiwei.
Grandpa Zhang and Third Master looked at the wounded being carried into the ancestral hall.
His face was filled with sadness and resignation.
Zhang Luo stood at the rear of the large army.
I vaguely saw a silhouette not far away.
When he opened his eyes and looked carefully, the beautiful figure had disappeared without a trace.
A group of people stood in the square in front of the ancestral hall.
Grandpa Zhang banged his cane hard and said loudly:
"Why did it become like this? How did we lose!"
Private feuding between clans is a common occurrence in southern Fujian.
In addition to Dongshan Village, Zhenhaiwei also had armed fights with other villages.
He also knows the details of his old rival Dongshan Village.
Confronted Dongshan Village several times before.
Zhenhai Weidu returned from victory.
Why was he beaten so miserably by Dongshan Village this time?
The villagers in the square fell silent and speechless.
Everyone who knows the reason is lying in bed now.
It was pitch black during the fighting.
The two sides are separated by a long and wide mountain road.
No one knew what happened to Zhang Changwei and the others who were leading the charge.
Zhang Luo walked quickly to Grandpa Zhang and said:
"The village chief, Chang Wei, and others all have signs of serious injuries from iron objects and wire mesh."
"Ironware, wire mesh?"
Grandpa Zhang looked at Zhang Luo doubtfully.
Zhang Luo continued:
"It's different from conventional farm tools like hoes and sticks."
"The weapon used to injure Uncle Chang Wei should be a long stick."
"They have thread-like scars on their bodies."
"It should be a layer of iron wire wrapped around the stick."
After Zhang Luo finished his simple explanation.
Grandpa Zhang immediately opened his eyes and said:
"It's the death row gang in the county!"
"These sticks are commonly used weapons by death row gangs."
"Those beasts in Dongshan Village actually bribed people from the Death Row Gang to join the war."
Only then did all the Zhenhai Guards react.
The originally quiet square suddenly became noisy.
Zhang Luo turned his head and asked Zhang Wangsheng softly:
"What is the Death Row Gang?"
Zhang Wangsheng explained:
"After some people in the county who had committed capital crimes were released."
"Some homeless death row inmates banded together to form a gang."
"I usually do some robberies in the county town."
"I didn't expect that Dongshan Village would invite them to come and help!"
Zhang Luo now understood clearly.
The Death Row Gang is a gang formed by some desperadoes.
Dongshan Village spent money to hire people from the Death Row Gang to come over.
Only then did Zhenhaiwei catch Zhenhaiwei by surprise.
As a result, Zhenhaiwei lost most of its young manpower.
Everyone looked at Grandpa Zhang and now knew that Dongshan Village had pulled a trick.
Just wait for Grandpa Zhang to give orders on how to deal with the enemy.
But Grandpa Zhang did not speak for a long time.
Even if you know it's a gang of death row gangs, what can you do?
In addition to regular soldiers in Zhenhai Guards.
All the other young men who could go into battle fell down.
Whether or not you can survive tonight is a question.
The county government has always had issues with Zhenhaiwei.
The soldiers could not move out.
The third master of Zhenhai Weilian can only drink white porridge every day at home.
There is simply no extra money to hire anyone to help.
After a long silence, there were bursts of crying.
The little fool Zhang Wangsheng couldn't stop his tears from flowing down.
This is no ordinary failure.
But Zhenhaiwei has completely lost the qualifications to fight with the surrounding villages.
This time, the rice fields were lost in the private fight with Dongshan Village.
Next time, other villages will bully Zhenhaiwei.
Zhenhaiwei has been breeding here for six generations.
Understand the brutal competition for survival resources in southern Fujian.
There are few highlands in southern Fujian, which would have been a difficult living environment.
There won't be many people leaving their hometowns and going to Nanyang to work hard.
The area near Zhenhaiwei is surrounded by mountains on three sides.
The rice fields in the back mountains are an important source of silver for the Weisuo.
Now the middle generation headed by Zhang Changwei is injured.
This made the already declining Zhenhaiwei even worse.
Zhang Luo felt extremely uncomfortable inside.
This is my hometown.
It can be said that people like Zhenhaiwei can be regarded as his ancestors.
He has been living here for several months.
It was Zhenhaiwei that gave him the feeling of home.
Zhang Luo raised his head, looked at the crying people, and said loudly:
"There is nothing to cry about, we will get up again after we fail."
"Let's fight back to Dongshan Village and take back the rice fields!"
The villagers in the square looked at Zhang Luo one after another.
It was Zhang Luo who spent a lot of time treating the wounds of the wounded who fell to the ground.
He also led everyone to make a wooden stretcher.
The wounded were carried back to Zhenhaiwei.
This tall and long-legged scholar has already established some prestige in Zhenhaiwei.
But after a short period of success.
Someone pointed at Zhang Luo and shouted:
"Where did you come from? You were just a theatergoer last night."
"You're so skinny, can you still fight the Death Row Gang?"
Zhang Luo looked at the people in the square, pointed at his head and said:
"Fighting requires not only brute strength, but also wisdom!"
Zhang Luo turned to Third Master and said:
"Third Master, I want to help Zhenhaiwei do something."
Zhang Luo doesn't want to be a savior.
He knew what he would do if he didn't come out.
Zhenhaiwei, my hometown is really going to be completely finished.
His current identity is the nephew of the third master's family.
His household registration is a military household in Zhenhaiwei.
Whether it's now or the 21st century.
Everything about Zhang Lu is closely tied to Zhenhaiwei.
Since Zhenhaiwei gave him a chance to live.
Then he must also contribute his own strength to the Wei Institute.
The third master looked at Zhang Luo with a look of relief and said lovingly:
"You are just a scholar, what can you do?"
"I think we should go find hundreds of households and make long-term plans."
There were constant commotions in the crowd.
But Zhang Luo still said tenaciously:
"Third Master, are there still few soldiers who can read?"
"I just said that fighting is not just about strength."
“Only those with brains have a chance to win.”
Grandpa Zhang, who had remained silent, looked into Zhang Luo's eyes and said:
"Young man, are you sure?"
Zhang Luo said immediately:
"Yes! And we will definitely win!"
"Uncle Chang Wei and the others fell into the trap of Dongshan Village."
"Their use of this trick shows that Dongshan Village is not sure of victory."
"The ancients had a saying: an arrogant soldier will be defeated."
"Now they have won, they are proud soldiers."
"They have already used their tricks, it's time for us to fight back."
Grandpa Zhang asked again:
"Have you read the book of war?"
"I had the honor to read one or two of them a few years ago."
Seeing Zhang Luo look so confident.
Grandpa Zhang asked:
"At this juncture, everyone Wei Li can fight has fallen. How do you plan to fight back?"
Zhang Luo already had some ideas in his heart.
He said to Grandpa Zhang:
"Since we are at a disadvantage, we can only work together and rely on formations to defeat them."
This chapter has been completed!