A vein popped out on Zhuo Shan's forehead. He looked at the dozen Junshan Temple patrols blocking the road on the other side, especially the strong bow in Baozhong's hand. He then looked at the more than thirty tribesmen he brought with him. Although the number was
There were many, but he really couldn't guarantee that he could get in - although Baozhong was not the leader among the party members in Hongyuan, he and the two brothers Xizhong were among the best in terms of martial prowess.
Secretly thinking that he was a little overconfident and that there were not many people to lead him, Zhuo Shan said harshly: "Wait!" and turned around to leave.
When Lu Fangzhu rushed over, the people from the Qionghe tribe had already left. After learning about the situation in detail, Lu Fangzhu wrote another letter, found a horse for Zhou Huai to ride on, and asked him to report to Baimayuan quickly.
Lin Yuwen suggested that he immediately organize the young people in the shops on the small streets and got about thirty people, each with swords, bows and spears, and handed them all to Baozhong's command to prepare for possible revenge from the Qionghe tribe. These people
They were divided into three groups and replaced on duty at night.
Nothing happened that night, and at noon the next day, Zhang Wu and Jiang Zhuzi, who had been put on guard outside the small street, rushed back to report: "The Qionghe tribe has come down the mountain, about a hundred and fifty people!"
Baozhong quickly blew the whistle and summoned all the young and strong men. As soon as they guarded the Luzhai set up at the intersection, people from the Qionghe tribe arrived, led by Zhuo Shan.
Zhuoshan shouted to Baozhong: "Baozhong, I would like to advise you to ask the temple to hand over the murderer to me as soon as possible, otherwise this small street temple of yours will be destroyed!"
Baozhong sneered: "Zhuoshan, did you get the consent of Meisi Chieftain for doing this? Or is Meisi Chieftain already determined to rebel?"
Even though Zhuoshan had gathered so many people, he actually felt weak in his heart. Among the three chieftains of the Baima Tribe, Mei Si from the Qionghe Tribe had the most ambiguous attitude towards the Ming Dynasty. This was actually the
A means for small tribes to protect themselves.
This time he asked two well-connected chiefs to help and gathered more than 160 people. He also went down the mountain without telling Mei Si, thinking that he would move faster and kill his brother before Mei Si could react.
After the slave was captured and brought back, according to the tribe's rules, Mei Si would not be able to do anything to her when the time came.
Therefore, I didn't bother to say more, and after discussing with the leaders of the two families who were helping me, I decided that these two families would tie up Baozhong here, and I would lead the clan members to fight in from another direction, and directly break into the temple to rob people.
Baozhong looked at the people on the other side who were ready to move, and felt that the situation was not good. Lord Lu just arrived, so he warned: "Zhuoshan can't listen to the advice, and he may have to force himself."
Across Luzhai, there are more than 30 people on the Xiaojie Temple side, and more than 160 people on the Qionghe tribe. The difference in head count is too big. But the better thing is that half of the people on the Xiaojie Temple side are hard-handed, with palms in their hands.
The weapons he held were also much stronger than those of his opponents, and more than half of the weapons his opponents held were wooden sticks.
Fangzhu Lu asked: "What are your plans?"
Baozhong said: "I want to take the initiative to fight out."
Fangzhu Lu nodded: "Abbot Zhao has written a letter and he has decided on the strategy."
Baozhong asked hurriedly: "What did the abbot say?"
Lu Fangzhu said: "If you seek peace through struggle, you will survive in peace; if you seek peace through compromise, you will perish in peace."
"I see."
"The abbot also said that reinforcements are coming soon."
Baozhong turned his head and looked at the Qionghe tribe opposite, and smiled contemptuously: "We don't need reinforcements to deal with them."
Baozhong summoned Zhang Wu, Jiang Zhuzi, Iron Leg Long San, and Feng Tang, and said, "Everyone, please pay attention and prepare to take action."
Zhang Wu and Jiang Zhuzi were very excited, licking their dry lips and saying, "Can you kill someone?"
Feng Tang, who was standing next to him, suddenly interjected: "I guess you have no chance to kill someone."
Zhang Wuyi was startled and said displeasedly: "Young man named Feng, are you saying that I'm not good enough? I'll let you see what I can do in a moment!"
Jiang Zhuzi also said: "Feng Tang, do you want to compete for a while to see who can kill more people? Don't think that you can look down on grandpa after eating military rations for several years..."
Baozhong shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? They are all our own brothers. They are not grandfathers. Put away these words!"
Feng Tang ignored them. He just raised the shield on his arm and placed the waist knife in his hand on the gap of the shield. He stared at the Qionghe tribesmen outside Luzhai without saying a word.
Zhuoshan had already reached a conclusion, and he immediately summoned more than 60 members of his clan to go around to the other end of the street. The three families huddled together in a noisy manner, and Zhuoshan shouted for a long time. One after another young men and women squeezed out from the crowd and moved closer to him. For a while, the crowd was making noises and shouting, making it as chaotic as a pot of porridge.
After Baozhong saw it, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He understood Zhuoshan's thoughts, but you can't divide your troops when the battle is underway. Do you really think that Baozhong is stupid?
Then the order was given: "Kill over!"
Several fire workers were prepared and pushed the Luzhai away with all their strength. However, they saw a figure directly over the Luzhai that had not moved away. The sword and shield merged into one and rushed into the Dingzhuang of Qionghe Department. The remaining talents were there. Under the command of Baozhong, they rushed through the gap.
Zhang Wu and Jiang Zhuzi were still behind and yelled angrily: "Feng, you kid is cheating!"
Baozhong's decisive attack suddenly caused chaos in the Qionghe tribe. At the head were ruthless men like Zhang Wu, Jiang Zhuzi, Iron Leg Long San, and Feng Tang. Those who were crowded in front were immediately knocked to the ground, and those behind Just yell, turn around and run away.
Zhuoshan and the other three leaders, along with a few of their cronies who dared to fight, wanted to move forward to challenge, but were blocked by their own family members, who were too anxious to exert their strength.
The people of the Qionghe tribe broke up and fled in all directions. They were chased by about thirty people organized by the small street temple. Just as Feng Tang said, Zhang Wu and Jiang Zhuzi had no chance to kill people. They were like tigers entering. A flock of sheep.
Zhuoshan was so angry that he stamped his feet behind him, but he was helpless. He gestured and cursed angrily, trying to call all his men back, but even his own subordinates were not very obedient, let alone the other two families? The heads of those two families At this moment, people have even disappeared without a trace.
However, he is also a ruthless person, otherwise he would never dare to organize people to besiege the small street. At this moment, he is willing to go all out, thinking that if he kills one by one, he can also avenge his brother.
I saw a tall and thin pyrotechnical priest who was as tall as a bamboo pole, chasing his subordinates with a gun. He happened to rush past me, so he picked up the mace and grabbed it from the side. His eyes were red, and he rushed to the opponent's head. Passed it.
Jiang Zhuzi was chasing happily when he suddenly saw a black shadow coming from the corner of his eye. He quickly turned his gun back to block it, but was hit by the mace on the gun shaft, and the wooden pole was immediately broken into two pieces.
Immediately afterwards, the opponent swung up again for the second time. Jiang Zhuzi fell back on an iron bridge to avoid the second blow. When the third blow came, he could no longer dodge. He closed his eyes and said secretly: "Grandpa died so unjustly!"