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Chapter 45 Aftermath and ingredients

  hid for half a month, harvest with one knife.

While the blood was dripping, Yang Yu tightened his grip on the waist knife and felt an indescribable joy rising in his heart.

 In the half year since he traveled back in time, he has always felt uneasy, anxious and even panicked in his heart.

 Refugees, beggars, government servants, jailers... In just one and a half years, he tasted far more ups and downs than he had in the twenty years in his previous life.

This sword cut off not only the heads of the three bloodthirsty bandits, but also the curtain that had shrouded his heart for more than a year.

 Under the torn curtain, a glimmer of light seemed to be seen.

                                             

 Three headless corpses fell in the mud mixed with blood and snow in no particular order.

The three blood-changing warriors who had their faces sprayed with blood mist suddenly woke up. Looking at the childish young man in front of them, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

 Is this one sword or two or three swords?

They were the closest and could see the most clearly, but they seemed not to see anything.

 This boy.

 This guy...

The three of them were swaying, as if they had lost their souls for a moment, and even forgot to wipe the blood off their faces.

 “Do it!”

Wang Wu gave a cold shout, waking up all the village warriors.

These few people just woke up from a dream, and together with other village warriors, they chased and killed the bandits who were fleeing in all directions.

Everyone is a skilled player, not to mention that these bandits have been scared out of their wits. Even if they were not, they would not be able to stop them.

 Soon, the battle was over.

"These three knives are well used and used wonderfully!"

Wang Wu walked through the snow, so these little minions naturally didn’t need him to do anything.

 Looking at Yang Yu who was wiping his sword with snow, he touched his chin and asked: "Last time, what was the name of the master you learned from swordsman?"

 He was also quite surprised.

But what was surprising was not how sharp and delicate the knife was, but how precisely the young man in front of him controlled the battle situation.

 His eyesight is naturally the best among all.

He could clearly see that after he sneered, the two bandits were distracted for a moment, and Yang Yu accurately grasped this flaw.

The long knife made a semicircle, first to the left and then to the right, cutting off the long whip with one knife, cutting the throat of the feminine man, and then with another knife, passed through the gap between the two knives of the red-gauze female bandit, and slashed her neck diagonally.

Moreover, when the hammer bandit was frightened by the heads of the two thieves, his strength remained unabated, and he even became more ferocious and chopped off their heads.

The only reason why it looks like one sword is not because of how fast it is, but because the three swords are too smooth.

 There is no conflict of energy at all.

Three swords combined into one sword, this is no longer about how exquisite the sword technique is, but that this guy has understood this sword technique to the point where he can do it at will.

 In the parlance of Jianghu, this sword technique has reached its peak!

 How old is this boy?

  …“…Wei River.”

Yang Yu shook his head and replied.

 But you are speechless in your heart. You didn't take your feelings to heart at all last time.

 “Is there still such a master in Black Mountain City?”

Wang Wu remembered the name in his heart and patted Yang Yu on the shoulder with admiration:

 “Boy, stop being a jailer. Follow me for three years and I’ll lead you into six doors!”

 “Six doors…”

Yang Prison was moved in his heart and did not agree directly. He said he would discuss it with his mother-in-law.

 Wang Wu nodded without any pressure.

Turning to look at the chaotic mountain village with thick smoke everywhere, he sighed: "You killed me easily, but you left me with a lot of trouble!"

"trouble?"

Yang Yu was startled and looked back.

 I saw a group of Wuyangyang people leaving the village gate under the gaze of all the blood-changing warriors. Some were crying softly, some were crying, and some even knelt down and howled loudly.

"The biggest difficulty in suppressing bandits has always been dealing with the aftermath..."

Wang Wu shook his head and sighed:

“These people either volunteered or were robbed, and some were even the children of bandits. How to deal with these people is a big problem..."

"these people……"

Yang Prison frowned: "How were you arranged before?"

 I had never thought of this before, but when Wang Wu reminded me of it, I couldn't help but feel a thump in my heart.

These people have no land, no home, and no skills.

If it were managed, there would be no unowned acres in Heishan County, the county would be in chaos, and it would be impossible to accommodate these people.

  But if you leave it alone, you may become a refugee and starve to death on the roadside, or be robbed by other bandits, or your death will be even worse.

“Kill, capture, or release, what else can be done?”

Wang Wu pinched his eyebrows, he felt a little big.

This is not something a leader can afford. In previous years, when Anding County suppressed bandits, the county magistrate sent people to take care of these things.

 KeHeishan County……

Yang Yu wanted to say something else, but a group of people from Wuyangyang had already surrounded him.

Yang Yu has read a lot of story-telling novels, and has heard Li Eryi talk about them countless times.

In their mouths, when young heroes make their debut, they must suppress bandits, and they exaggerate with enthusiasm, but no one has mentioned how the young heroes deal with the aftermath after suppressing bandits.

He could clearly see that Wang Wu, who had not even taken a step back when being surrounded by hundreds of fierce bandits, panicked at this moment.

 More than Wang Wu?

He himself couldn't help but retreat again and again.

Hearing the cries and wails of hundreds of women and children, Yang Yu couldn't bear it, and he felt even more hatred for the bandits and officials who had caused this.

It was less than an hour since Yang Yu came to kill the three chief thieves alone, and then went to the village where Yong plowed the courtyard and swept holes to resolve the battle.

 But dealing with the aftermath, more than ten people were busy for most of the day.

 That's it, they just took care of the belongings in the village and gave the plundered women money to go home on their own.

 There are still more than 200 women, children, the elderly and the weak who have no way to go and are waiting to be dealt with.

At this time, Yang Yu truly understood the "trouble" in Wang Wu's words. This was real trouble.

A group of rough guys who only know how to practice martial arts, are barely literate, and barely know how to do arithmetic. The bandits are naturally easy to catch, but they are faced with such trivial matters.

 Everyone was in a panic and sweating profusely.

 “It’s troublesome...”

Tan Hongtuoli seemed to have fallen on his chair, and the rest of the people were about the same, exhausted.

 ‘No wonder Wang Wu didn’t take the initiative to destroy those copycat villages before…’

Feeling the complaining eyes one after another, Yang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly. The reality is really not the same thing as the bandit suppression in the storyteller's mouth...

 “There are more than two hundred people...”

Someone groaned and looked at Wang Wu, who also had a big head: "Sir, tell me, what should I do?"

 “Don’t ask me!”

Wang Wu is extremely angry and can explode at a moment's notice. Where has he ever done such trivial things?

The person who asked the question remained silent, and the others could only smile bitterly and shake their heads.

 In fact, everyone including Wang Wu knows that there is a simplest and most profitable way to solve all this.

Yang Prison could even think that if the team leader this time was not Wang Wu, but someone like Liu Wenpeng, there would be no such trouble at all.

 The Black Mountain is so big, not to mention 200 people, even 2,000 people can be buried there!

“I don’t believe it anymore. The Ming Dynasty is so big that it can’t accommodate just two hundred people!”

 After a long while, Wang Wucai slapped the chair, gritted his teeth and growled:

"Leave two people to take care of these people. At worst, I will take them all back to Anning County after the bandits are suppressed!"

 “Listen to your Majesty!”

 Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This idea may not be a good one, but whether it is a good idea or not has nothing to do with them.

Wang Wu knew everyone’s thoughts, but there was nothing he could do. After all, these were not people under his command, so it was not easy to force them to do it.

Where could you ask for more?

 “Then now, divide the things!”

With the decision made, Wang Wu did not delay at all. With one step, several large boxes placed in the hall were opened.

 Looking at the treasures in several boxes, everyone's breathing suddenly became rapid.

“Yang Prison, you are the first to take the lead in this battle, come and choose first!”

Wang Wu had a clear view of everyone's expressions, nodded with satisfaction, and called Yang Yu to come forward.

 “Thank you, sir.”

Yang Yu’s eyes were bright, and when he opened the box, he had already noticed the strange movement of the Cauldron of Gluttony.

There is at least one ingredient in this box!


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