"I see..." After hearing Tang Zhao's suggestion, Sang Jialiang, who was still sitting in Huzhuang, fell silent.
This silence lasted for a long time. It was so long that Tang Zhao thought that he really didn't want to go, and he couldn't save the face of a few people, so he was thinking of excuses.
After a long time, Sang Jialiang said: "I'm not afraid of the jokes of some benefactors. People say that I hate evil and have a strong heart. It's all lies. I'm really not a brave person. I'm really afraid of the strong men on Jiming Mountain. But I know that once I show my cowardice, the hungry wolf will know my bluff and will pounce on me and gnaw the Five Tree Fort, so I hold on."
"What am I afraid of? It's not that I'm afraid of the current village masters on the mountain, but that I'm afraid of the leader behind the big village master Peng Duanhai. Peng Duanhai is one of the first brothers of Baixiong Mountain's chief ladle, and he was the one who followed him back then. If those who were killed from the minions were to move down the strong men on Baixiong Mountain, several Five Tree Fortresses would also be wiped out. Therefore, I can tolerate it as long as I can and hand in my monthly offerings. I don’t want him to bully my villagers. Speak. His little thieves robbed and killed people in our village, and I feel like I’m just shy.”
He spoke in a gloomy tone, like a frustrated middle-aged man talking after drinking.
He paused and suddenly said loudly: "Now that things have happened, can I still endure it? I can endure it until I'm in the coffin! He wants my life, my sister's innocence, and the heads on and off my Five Trees Fort." , I will be dead if I retreat, so why not do it!"
After saying that, he slapped the table hard, and with a bang, a big hole was made in the table, and sawdust flew everywhere.
Several teenagers said: "That's exactly what it should be!"
Che Sha said: "Since Brother Sang has made up his mind, we should do it sooner rather than later. It is best to wait until the villagers can't react, then go up the mountain and kill him by surprise."
Jiang Shenyi frowned and said, "Do you want to go to someone else's home court? I think it's better to report that the fighting at the bottom of the mountain is bad and ask them to come down to support. This will lure the snake out of the hole and empty the power on the mountain, especially the Sanren. First, let's use his best at the bottom of the mountain. After killing him with enough fighting power, we can go up the mountain and sweep his lair. Just flatten the top of the mountain, and let him make blind guesses on the bare mountain."
Tang Zhao was more in favor of Jiang Shenyi's idea and said: "This is better. The Sanren are not strong either, nor are they weak. We can't underestimate the enemy too much. Oh, by the way, are there any other good players on the mountain?"
Sang Jialiang muttered: "There are five masters on the mountain, and five to six hundred minions. The third master, the fourth master died, and hundreds of minions died. The remaining ones are the first master, the second master and the fifth master. The second master He is a scribe, and even if he has some martial arts, he is only ordinary. The fifth is young, and his martial arts is not as good as the first two. The remaining big master is the most powerful. He used to be a knight, but his martial arts is a little better than me, but now he has become a Sanren, I guess Won’t come out.”
Tang Zhao said: "Be patient with the enemy. Even though he has just become a Sanren, let's just assume that he has some master's skills and has become a martial master of Tiangang... Do you think it is possible for him to become a swordsman?"
Sang Jialiang shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be possible. There are countless swordsmen in Lingzhou, and each swordsman can build a first-class branch of Baixiong Mountain, a total of eight. Including the leaders of Baixiong Mountain, and the rest No more. There are hundreds of minions in Jilong Mountain, how can there be a swordsman stationed there? If he really became a swordsman, he wouldn’t have to go back to Jiming Mountain. He can’t still use such dirty tricks to harm me.”
Tang Zhao and others felt at peace - as long as he was not a swordsman, it didn't matter. After all, there was an upper limit for a warrior, unless he was also a martial saint.
But for the sake of safety, Tang Zhao still had to formulate the most foolproof plan "in case a swordsman pops out of Jiming Mountain".
The last few people formulated a plan to lure the snake out of its hole and divide and conquer. Especially this makes it easier to use the instrument.
Although Fu Sword Master can use a variety of magic weapons, the magic weapons are more limited than swordsmanship. Firstly, the power is limited by Yuanli, which either requires a large amount of Yuanshi or a strong person to activate it. Secondly, the stimulation and control are not as good as Swordsmanship is convenient and flexible. Therefore, when dealing with the third master, Che Sha also needs to lure him to the magic weapon that has been arranged in advance to activate the trap.
If there is no arrangement in advance, the only ones who can take action against the Sanren are the brothers from Zhuoyu Villa, and there will be no way for the two of them to intervene.
Several people discussed the details again, and Tang Zhao said: "In this case, Hu Zhuangtou will not be sent to the official position, so as not to scare the snake - there must be some insiders in the government, right?"
You don't need to think about this kind of thing to know. Lingzhou bandits are so rampant, how can they not collude with the government? And it is difficult to say who is the leader among the officials and bandits.
Sang Jialiang nodded, glanced at the people in Huzhuang, and said, "Lock them up first and send them away later?"
Jiang Shenyi said: "No - for the long-term plan, we can't let people see that the attack on Jiming Mountain is related to your Five Tree Fort. It's best to all..." He made a gesture.
Sang Jialiang lowered his head and said nothing. He couldn't bear to execute a few innocent servants in his heart, but what Jiang Shenyi said was reasonable. He couldn't bear it for a moment, so he harmed the folks of Wushubao.
Tang Zhao hesitated and said: "Except for the chief culprit, everyone else will be exiled." He turned his hands, took out several shackles, and put on them a strange charm that no one else had seen.
Fu style - distribution. Modified from the swordsmanship of the Biyan Sword.
Immediately, he called the Zhuangtou family and asked them whether they wanted to live or die. If you want to live, take the initiative to deal with the aftermath. He only said that his son had a sudden illness and could not attend the ceremony, so the wedding was postponed for the time being. Then everyone packed up and left, and finally the wedding was cancelled. Sina mother and son were separated thousands of miles away. If they were sent north, they would have entered the hinterland of Liangzhou. In other directions, they would be separated by two or three states. The old lady gave her a few hundred dollars for a suit of clothes, and the groom only wore a pair of underwear. The other villagers were each given thousands of miles to live in, but they were all given some money to live on, so the Hu family would naturally provide the money.
Here, Tang Zhao and others are busy dealing with the aftermath and making plans, but there are changes in Jiming Mountain.
"I said...why haven't the third and fourth children come back?"
The leader of Dazhai, Peng Duanhai, was sitting on the top chair, as if there was a mace sitting under his butt, and he was restless: "No, I will go down the mountain to pick him up."
The second master frowned and said: "Master, the third and fourth sons have been down the mountain for three days. We are counting the days before taking action today. Even if we rush back immediately after we succeed, we haven't reached the bottom of the mountain yet. What's more, with the temper of the third brother, he must be happy. One day, maybe the day after tomorrow. Why should you be anxious?"
The leader of Dazhai said: "No, no, no, my eyelids are twitching today, there must be disaster. Sang Jialiang is a disaster star, I have to take care of the disaster for my brothers."
The Second Master became convinced. The Chief of the Village was not taking the trouble, but avoiding it. Ever since that evil guest came to the door, the First Master had been getting more and more annoyed every day. If he hadn't dealt with it, a civil strife would have broken out on the mountain. But if the boss goes down, won't the disaster fall on him? He was even more unwilling to bear this thunder.
However, the rank of official was overwhelming, and the second-oldest son could not compete with the boss. The second-in-command said: "The leader of Dazhai is coming down the mountain... Who can say anything? Then should we inform that distinguished guest..."
When the owner of the village heard the word "distinguished guest", veins jumped on his forehead and said: "What the hell does it matter to him about our village? He will ask about it after I come down from the mountain. Just say that I may not come back in the next ten days and a half." Mountain." After saying this, he called the minions to gather the two hundred people and prepare to go down the mountain.
Before going down the mountain, the leader of the village grabbed the second master and said earnestly: "After I go down the mountain, that... distinguished guest will be left to you to take care of. If you want to eat or drink, you should do your best to satisfy him. Also, be careful and don't let Lao Wu get into trouble." This happened to you. I can't bear to let you, a good military advisor."
The second master sent the first master down the mountain with a smile on his face, then turned around with a sullen face - it was a shame that the leader of the village still mentioned the fifth master. Yesterday, Master Wu was talking to the distinguished guest. I didn't know what he said wrongly, and he died tragically.
Thinking of the death of the fifth master, the second master felt terrified.
The death of a leader on the mountain was a big deal, but at this time there was no splash. The leader of the village yelled at the Juyi Hall for a long time and did not dare to mention it in front of that person. Who calls someone a swordsman? Can't afford to offend. Even though this swordsman frequently kills people with ferocious methods, almost like a madman, there is nothing anyone can do about it.
Can't afford to offend, can afford to hide!
Now that the leader of the village has found an excuse to hide out, the second leader can only support himself.
Although he hated the leader of the stronghold for passing the blame to him, he somehow had other thoughts: the leader of the stronghold was unreliable. If you only focus on passing the blame when facing a swordsman, what can you accomplish in the future? He is a man with great ambitions, and he has the intention of choosing a tree for a good bird to roost.
Swordsman, how did you know that wasn't an option?
At this moment, I heard the report from the minion: "Second Master, that distinguished guest is making trouble again!"
The second master felt a chill in his heart. He gritted his teeth and walked through the village to the backyard.
There is a small building in the backyard. It is different from the rough style of the village. It is very elegantly decorated. It was originally used for Mrs. Yazhai to live in. Since the owner of the village, the Hun family, died last year, there has been no one there. It was given to the distinguished guest and the price was increased several times. The layout, not to mention how exquisite, is piled with gold and silver. From a distance, it looks like a golden house shining brightly.
This is not because the bandits did not know taste and made it tacky, but because this distinguished guest requested it. He even asked the Shanzhai to bring in box after box of gold and silver accumulated over the years. Although the leader of the village was unwilling, he had no choice. Then I thought that this evil guest was just staying temporarily. When he left, the gold and silver would naturally be recovered, so I agreed.
He hurried over, but before he entered the door, he felt a crisis approaching. He instinctively dodged and stabbed, and a sword energy flew past him, cutting off a big tree outside.
The cut of the big tree sparkled with gold, and in an instant it was covered with a layer of gold.
The second master trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "Your distinguished guest, I am here. What are you..."
Just hearing the sound of footsteps, a tall and thin man rushed out. He was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe with gold and silver jewelry hanging on it, which dazzled in the sun. His expression was arrogant and a bit crazy.
The second master looked behind him and saw a golden shadow behind him. It was like hundreds of golden mosquitoes flying around. When they first met, everyone in the village thought he had some kind of zerg, but later they found out that the man had these phantoms behind him.
The man in brocade robe held the sword tightly in his hand and shouted loudly: "Where is the swordsmith?!"
