The new inspector Fang Wushang led more than a hundred soldiers left to him by Cheng Xu and began to patrol the villages along Chengcheng County and Heyang County.
There is a lot of land bordering the two counties, a long line.
Fang Wushang didn't know where the bandit army would come from, so he could only send scouts to scout everywhere, bribe hunters in the mountains to let them spread the news, and at the same time send people to various villages along the route to collect information.
Beisi Village, Shijiagou, Bangou Village, Beipo Village, Quangou Village, Lijiahe Village...
Fang Wushang’s presence is everywhere!
This new inspector is quite diligent, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a model worker.
But he was an "airborne official". He had just arrived and was not familiar with Chengcheng and Heyang counties. He really couldn't guess where the rebel army would come from, so he had to ask Liang Shixian: "Master Liang, you came before me." In a few months, can you tell me where the bandits are most likely to enter Chengcheng County?"
Liang Shixian is actually a newcomer here, but when others ask, of course he has to answer.
Gotta think about it!
Liang Shixian, who has a wealth of knowledge, immediately started the strategic analysis mode in his mind. The topographic map of Chengcheng County, the topographic map of Heyang County, the possible marching route of the bandits, and the distribution of villages along the way all flew through my mind, spinning like a revolving lantern. With a final "ding", it locked onto a location on the map.
Quangou Village!
Quangou Village is the village right between Chengcheng County and Heyang County. The straight line between the two points is the closest. This village must be a must-pass for the bandit army.
Therefore, Fang Wushang was stationed in Quangou Village, taking advantage of the big households in Quangou Village. He also brought several militia groups organized by the squires, and the soldiers were united, waiting to resist the rebel army.
Zhengjiacun.
The mountains running from north to south, like the 38th parallel drawn with stationery on a middle school desk, separate Chengcheng County and Heyang County into two halves.
A boy would never dare to stretch his hand across the 38th parallel, but a girl's hand could be stretched out at will.
Zhengjiacun is on this 38th line.
Two private salt dealers, Lao Zhu and Lao Zhang, and two rookies from the Gao family village group, were sitting on the hillside next to the 38th Parallel, looking at the lifeless woods on the east slope.
After three years of drought, all the trees are still alive, but they are not very energetic either.
The spring breeze was blowing from the top of the slope, and it was a bit chilly. The two private salt dealers were a little frightened because they were wearing scant clothes, but the two rookies from the Gaojiacun militia didn't seem to care at all.
"You usually eat well, and you are not afraid of the cold," Lao Zhu couldn't help but said.
"Hey, thanks to the blessing of Tianzun, we eat well." The rookie of the militia group laughed: "After joining the militia, we eat better. Tianzun said that high-intensity training every day means we must eat well every day. Otherwise the nutrition cannot keep up.”
Lao Zhu: “What does nutrition mean?”
"I don't know!" The rookie member of the militia group laughed: "I don't understand, why do you care so much?"
Lao Zhu smiled: "That's true. As long as there is delicious food, it doesn't matter what he does."
The rookie in the militia took out two dried beef sticks from his arms and gave them to the two private salt dealers: "Chew them for fun, they are given by God.
The two dealers were overjoyed and quickly took it. The air-dried beef sticks were so damn good. One bite made them happy.
At this moment, Lao Zhu's eyes suddenly changed. He put the beef stick he had taken a bite into his arms and whispered: "Here he comes, the thief is here."
The two militia rookies quickly looked in the direction of his finger.
At the bottom of the hillside, the vanguard of a team appeared, forming a long snake formation. They were dressed in rags and had a variety of weapons, including pot lids and shovels.
The two militia rookies were startled: "Damn it, they are really here. Why do these thieves have to come to us? Isn't it good to go to the place where Fang is patrolling?"
Lao Zhu said "Hey" and said, "No wonder you came to our place, I saw an acquaintance."
Rookie of the two militia groups: “Acquaintance?
Lao Zhu whispered: "The guy who chopped up our boss is called Erzu. We met him in a small village next to Heyang County not long ago and had a fight with him. There were thirty or forty of us. He killed three hundred of his men, and the boss even stabbed two idiots, but that guy was also a ruthless character and injured the boss's arm."
The rookies of the two militia groups were startled: "Then what should we do now? We are at a high place and they are at a low place. How about we throw a few rocks at them?"
Lao Zhu smiled and scolded: "Don't be stupid, we are scouts, we are only responsible for reconnaissance, whether to fight or not, how to fight such things, it is not the scouts' turn to give orders, what we have to do is to leave three people to continue to stare at them, Send one of them back to report the news."
The two militia rookies also learned a lesson. One of them raised his hand: "I'll go back and report."
"You won't learn anything if you go." Lao Zhu waved his hand: "Old Zhang, you go back and report, I will continue to take care of these two newbies."
Lao Zhang smiled and opened his mouth: "Okay, I'll go back first."
He spread his big feet and ran towards Gaojiacun.
Lao Zhu continued to lead the two rookies and stared at the bandits slowly climbing up the east slope. His eyes were fixed on the guy leading the bandit in the middle. Stupid, this guy's arms were still wrapped in cloth. It seems that the injury is not healed yet.
Li Daoxuan was holding a bowl of braised beef noodles, eating noodles and thinking about entertainment.
After some in-depth thinking, he already had a rough idea.
Little book!
People who grew up in the 1970s and 1980s all read something called a little book when they were young.
This kind of little book is only about the size of a palm, with almost no words in it. The plot is completely described by pictures, which can be read with gusto by people who cannot read a few words.
Not only can it provide entertainment, but it can also provide a certain educational effect.
He quickly took out his cell phone and called his father: "Dad, I want to ask you for something."
"What do you want?"
"I saw the little book at home when I was a kid. You have a complete set of the "Yang Family General" little book, right? Do you still have it in your collection? I want to see it."
"It's still well preserved. This is your father's treasure."
"That's good, then I'm going to pack it up and take it away."
"Hey, I can give it to you, but you have to read it carefully. I will interrupt you if you damage a page. "I understand, I promise not to damage it. "
After hanging up the phone, I was about to go out to take a taxi and go to my dad's place to pack the little man's book. Suddenly I saw a little man running in from the cement road in the upper right corner of my field of vision, which was the direction leading to Zhengjia Village.
Look carefully, this villain is a private salt dealer under Xing Honglang. He was sent as a scout. I can't remember his name, Li Daoxuan. There are more than a thousand villains in the village, and only "Jian Zaixianxin"
He remembered those few, but couldn't remember most of the others.
Li Daoxuan's heart moved slightly: "It seems that the Heyang thief is here!"
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