The team was lying in ambush among the rocks and trees on the side of Yangchang Valley. From time to time, someone would look nervously, but they would receive a scolding from Hashan. Many people feel uneasy when doing this kind of business for the first time.
Although I have killed a lot of prey in the mountains, robbing and killing people is a completely different thing. Some people's bodies were shaking and their teeth were chattering. Some people adjusted their bows and arrows over and over again, trying to calm their uneasy mood in this way.
The team arrived here three days ago, but no one has passed by. Finally, Yang Zheng sent a message from the front. There were more than a dozen people pulling five carts of goods and were coming this way.
Going out to do business for the first time, in order to be safe, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng both went out to personally protect these people who were new to this business.
The sound of noisy horse hooves came, and a convoy came from a distance. There were not many people, and they were guarded by more than a dozen strong shepherds, meandering towards the valley. The leader was a tall shepherd wearing soft armor, fiddling with a copper seal in his hand from time to time.
As the convoy gradually approached the valley, the ambush villagers became increasingly nervous and glanced at Wu Gen from time to time. Wu Gen slowly tore off a rabbit leg in his hand and stuffed some into Zhuo Ke who was sweating profusely from time to time. He was also brought here today to observe the sale on the spot.
Teacher, do you teach by words and deeds? In addition to daily teaching, you also have to practice it. How can you miss this opportunity for practical practice.
The convoy had all entered the Yangchang Valley. Ha Shan lost his composure and crawled to Wu Gen's side. "Sir, these people have already entered the valley. Are they going to rush out?"
"How to charge, who to deal with first, who to engage the enemy, and who to guard against the enemy and have backup." Wu Gen looked at the opponent with a smile.
Hashan's face turned red. He didn't know this, so he had to hand over his hand and said, "It all depends on your orders."
Wu Gen called Ha Bao over with a move of his hand. Although this kid was a bit unruly, he was still relatively capable of fighting among the younger brothers.
Pointing to the convoy in the valley, Wu Gen ordered: "Except for these coachmen, there are only eleven people here who can fight. Hashan, Ha Bao and Ha Ying each lead four people, and each team focuses on dealing with two people, and the others Don't worry about it, and then support the others after it is captured. The remaining people will deal with the driver and the horse. As for the leader, leave it to me. By the way, don't block the direction of the valley mouth.
After hearing Wu Gen's assignment, Hasan turned around and prepared to make arrangements, but Ha Bao asked with some confusion: "There are so many of us, why don't we rush up together? Besides, if the valley mouth is not sealed, won't these people run away?" .”
Wu Gen was not displeased when he heard this. Instead, he threw the rabbit leg to Ha Bao with appreciation, "That's a good question, but let me ask you, one on one, what are your chances of winning against these guards."
Ha Bao thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Looking at the opponent's posture, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat either of them one on one."
Wu Gen spread his hands and said, "That's it. Even you can't beat the opponent. To be honest, we people have gone to kill people. When the time comes, when the knife is flashed, we can't turn around or run away."
There was no choice but to rely on the large number of people and beat the old master to death with sticks. As for the lack of people at the entrance of the valley, we just let them run away. Could it be that we have forced the other party to have no way out and fight us to the death? We are seeking money, not killing people. We must understand this. "
Ha Bao poked his head out and took a look, and nodded slightly. They both had a hunting background. This was obvious. It wasn't that he didn't want to win them all, but that he really couldn't.
However, he still mustered up the courage and said: "My lord, you are highly cultivated. If you attack with all your strength, these people may not be your opponents. Why are you so careful?"
Wu Gen sighed, with a gentle smile on his face, and patted Ha Bao's shoulder gently, "Ha Bao, you see you still don't understand me. I am a kind-hearted and compassionate person. Although I gave you a good beating last time, it was you who provoked me first. You see, it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.
To be honest, I can handle these soft-footed shrimps by myself. But why am I still pulling you? I just want you to develop some skills so that once I leave in the future, I will have a way to make a living. Therefore, this robbery will be led by you. I am only responsible for the leader. As for the life and death of other people, you and Hasan will discuss it. I don’t care. "
Ha Bao was speechless for a moment, glanced at Wu Gen suspiciously, and silently put on the hood.
When everyone was ready, Wu Gen also put on his hood and waved his hand down. These villagers who were lying in ambush on the mountain stood up and fired arrows at the convoy in the valley.
But when he saw these random flying arrows, Wu Gen's face turned a little dark. It was clear that the work had been divided and who was responsible for which vehicle, but as soon as the arrows were shot, everything was in chaos. Some carriages had more than a dozen arrows stuck in them, some had only a few arrows, and there was even one vehicle with no one at all. Tube.
Moreover, Wu Gen discovered that Xu Shi was still uncomfortable with shooting people. These arrows were weak and most of them landed on the horses. After a volley of shots, only two coachmen were injured by the arrows.
Suddenly attacked, the convoy was a little panicked at first. The leading herdsman used his knife to shoot the flying arrows, and shouted loudly to order the convoy to speed up. I have to say that his choice was indeed the right one. If he had stopped in the valley and the attackers were in the dark, more people would have died.
However, this person is not too worried. Judging from the strength of these arrows, their power is floating and their accuracy is poor. At first glance, they are not regular soldiers.
Seeing the convoy rumbling forward, Wu Gen had no choice but to jump out first and jump to the front of the convoy, blocking its way.
The leading herdsman was urging the unicorn horse on his crotch. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a man fell in front of him. The horse was suddenly frightened, neighed, stood up on its front legs, and almost threw the shepherd off the horse.
At the same time, the ambush villagers rushed down the hillside with strange screams, and from time to time some people were knocked down. Wu Gen really felt like he was hopeless, and no matter how good his plan was, he couldn't keep up with the changes. The tasks have been assigned a long time ago, and they were given instructions over and over again just now, but as soon as these people started running, they became chaotic and chaotic.
Hasan obviously brought four people, but he only focused on charging. When he reached the middle of the valley, there were only two people left behind him. Only Ha Bao is better, remember to gather your own people.
As soon as the two sides fight, the superiority and inferiority are immediately obvious. After all, the villagers had never had the experience of fighting with others. When they met these guards, they quickly fell into disarray under the fierce pressure of the other party.
There was no coordination between each other. It was you who hit yours and I hit mine. Some of them blocked the attack route of their companions, and some bumped into each other. As the saying goes, more people don't necessarily mean strength. Soon someone was injured.
Unable to go on like this, Wu Gen turned his head and looked at the herdsman leader running toward him. The man wielded a machete and used the horse's momentum to cut down heavily. Before the knife arrived, a sharp sword energy had already struck.
Wu Gen's body flashed, and the man had disappeared from the place and reached the side of the horse. He cut off the knife in his hand and tilted it, like a hot knife in butter, he cut off the horse's head and cut off the scimitar.
The horse's blood spurted out and splashed into the air like ink. Although it was dead, the horse still couldn't hold back its momentum and ran forward for another seven or eight steps before collapsing. Before the shepherd could get up, Wu Gen stepped forward, grabbed the opponent's neck, and lifted him up.
The herdsman struggled and was about to resist when Wu Gen jumped up and hit the cliff on one side, forcing him into the stone wall. The shepherd spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.
Wu Gen fell down gently and patted the dust on his hands, completely ignoring the shepherd embedded in the stone. Picking up a copper seal from the ground, I found that it was a seal used by a servant of God.
Walking to the dead horse, his face looked a little ugly. There was a man's head hanging on the horse. Even though it was much gray, he could still recognize it at a glance. It was the old man who was captured as a slave on Yingke Island that day.
At that time, a young man asked for medicine, but the old man was so stubborn that he had already severed his heart. Unexpectedly, his head ended up here.
Sighing, Wu Gen took off the head and carefully placed it on the stone on one side. He turned to look at the battlefield behind him.
In the chaotic valley, some people may not have seen Wu Gen take action, but everyone saw the shepherd embedded in the stone high up. Such an eye-catching scene shocked everyone for a moment. It's so cruel, this young man who doesn't look strong can be so ruthless.
The scene became increasingly chaotic. Regardless of the originally good situation, the guards and drivers of the convoy fled towards the entrance of the valley where they came from. The situation on the battlefield took a sudden turn. The villagers' morale was greatly boosted, and they chased the fleeing people with shouts.
Looking at the stumbling villagers, with some tripping over debris on the ground from time to time, Wu Gen showed no expression on his face, showing no desire to fight.
Yang Zheng strolled over, looked at the head on the stone, and sighed, "This person should be a Qing Xiu sect. He has been framed to such an extent. It seems that the sect is hopeless."
Wu Gen did not answer, still staring at the battlefield in the distance, and suddenly said: "Yang Zheng, you are from the royal family, so you know how to train soldiers."
Yang Zheng was startled, turned to look at the noisy valley, and said in surprise: "You don't really want to train these people who are digging in the ground into an army, do you? This is not an easy task. I can't help you with this matter. , When I was in the palace, I was just a playboy, fighting for my own good and resorting to tricks, but I really couldn't do anything about military training."
Wu Gen also had a headache. Although he had stayed in the Xiang Army, he had only stayed there, hanging out with Mo Xin and others all day long. It is impossible to train troops, and it is impossible to kill them.
Although he later stayed in the Shenwu Academy, he mostly studied strategy and was forced to read a lot of moral articles.
Those who are good at leading soldiers are not good at training, just as those who are good at swordsmanship are not good at forging swords. There are too many ways to do this. Different soldiers must be taught in accordance with their aptitudes, military discipline must be enforced to develop the habit of enforcing orders and prohibitions, and long-term training must be formed to form a tacit understanding. Cooperation is very annoying anyway.
He and Yang Zheng were originally unofficial people. If they were allowed to do it, these people might become bandits and ruffians, but it would be difficult for them to become qualified soldiers. For a moment, the two stared at each other, smiling bitterly at each other and shaking their heads.
Soon, the fighting on the opposite side gradually stopped. Not many people in the convoy died, and most of them ran away along the valley entrance. Looking at the results of this battle, if Wu Gen hadn't established his power with just one blow, I really don't know who would have won and who would have lost.
Hasan and Ha Bao ran over with excitement on their faces, still holding the silver bags they had just taken from the car, "Sir, do you want to unload the horses pulling the carts and chase those who escaped?" .”
"Can you ride a horse?" Wu Gen asked coldly.
"Horse riding? No." Hassan replied confidently.
Wu Gen slapped his forehead, "Then you're just chasing after me. I divided the things in the car and ran away."
"Oh." Hashan nodded, and quickly asked people to unload the things on the car, preparing to be carried back to the village.
At this moment, Ha Ying ran up to the shepherd embedded in the stone wall, pulled off his hood and looked up and down curiously.
Wu Gen and Yang Zheng were speechless. Were they afraid that others would not be able to see their faces? Sensing Wu Gen's concern, Ha Bao asked hesitantly, "How about I kill this man to prevent him from recognizing him in the future."
Wu Gen had a dark face and said angrily: "I don't care, you can decide for yourself. Anyway, I will leave in a few days, but I can't leave the village." Upon hearing this, Ha Bao's face became nervous and he quickly climbed to the On the stone wall, prepare to give this guy who can't move a good blow.
After walking a few steps, Wu Gen suddenly turned around and said, "Wait a minute and take the person down. I'll deal with it after I finish asking questions."
