The county governor had already set up a banquet to entertain Fu Yao warmly.
During the dinner, the county guard asked enthusiastically: "I wonder how many soldiers and horses the young master has brought?"
Fu Yao said: "Three thousand people."
The county guard snorted and said with some worry: "Three thousand people... I'm afraid it's not too many."
Fu Yao was slightly startled: "Three thousand people are not many? Back then, my master, General Li, and three thousand elite soldiers defeated Xiang Liang. Are these bandits so powerful?"
Combined with the various behaviors of the county guard since entering Jiujiang County. Fu Yao suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Could it be that...the bandits on Sankun Mountain are not just bandits?
Could it be that... they are rebels who are more difficult to deal with than Xiang Liang?
Otherwise, why would the county governor be so cautious? Why sacrifice to the Yellow Emperor in order to deal with a group of rebels?
For a moment, Fu Yao felt that the burden on his shoulders became heavier. But at the same time, there was a vague feeling of excitement.
Only in this way can we have a sense of accomplishment. I am here to turn the tide.
Thinking of this, Fu Yao suddenly got inspiration. He took out a small book from his arms and used the newly developed pencil of Shangjun Courtyard to scribble on it: Creative comic book: Mr. Fu Yao defeated the bandit army.
After a few rounds of drinking, the county guard said with a dry smile: "Sir, do you want to add some troops?"
Fu Yao: "Huh? How many people do you have here?"
The county guard said: "This county can help with two thousand troops."
Fu Yao was stunned: "Is there only two thousand people in Jiujiang County?"
The county guard blushed a little: "Those bandits are not easy to deal with."
In fact, there are only 2,000 men left in the army, not because of combat attrition. Most of them were not familiar with the mountain roads when they attacked the mountains before. Some sprained their feet, and some broke their legs.
Not many people died, but many were injured.
Fu Yao finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked curiously: "How many bandits are there on Sankun Mountain?"
The county guard hesitated and said: "Well...the number of thieves doesn't matter, it's just that they are all brave and not afraid of death, so they are really difficult to deal with."
In fact, there were only 300 bandits on Sankun Mountain at their peak. It was only because of the difficult terrain that it was easy to defend and difficult to attack, that it had been able to deal with the imperial court until now.
After Xiang Liang was pacified, it was already easy for the imperial court to capture Sankun Mountain.
But... who knew that evil sects would suddenly arise in Sankun Mountain?
The county magistrate couldn't say the number three hundred no matter how shameless he was. So I can only keep bragging about how desperate those bandits are.
Fu Yao thought for a while and said to the governor: "Just stay with your two thousand men to defend the city. To destroy this bandit, you can rely on my people."
It's not that Fu Yao despised the mountain bandits, he felt that the people in Jiujiang County were weird. If these two thousand people were used, they might be infected by these idiots, and one rat droppings would ruin a pot of porridge...
After the banquet, Fu Yao sent out sentinels to investigate the situation in Sankun Mountain.
In fact, you can directly ask the county guard about these situations, but Fu Yao thought about it and decided not to do it.
These people are all chattering, and if they get wrong information, it will be even worse.
That night, Fu Yao fell asleep in Shouchun City.
The next morning, as soon as he had breakfast, the county governor came with officials from Shouchun City.
The county guard said respectfully: "Master Fu Yao, my subordinates are ready. Do you want to make a sacrifice in person?"
Fu Yao: "What?"
The county guard said: "The last time I worshiped the Yellow Emperor, I didn't seem to invite the gods. Maybe my official position is humble and I can't communicate with God. But Master Fu Yao has a distinguished status and may be able to meet the Yellow Emperor."
Fu Yao was completely confused.
It is said that Chu people are fond of ghosts and gods and believe in witchcraft. But this county guard is from Qin, why is this happening?
Is this the legendary way of doing as the Romans do when you're in town?
Fu Yao thought for a while and decided to have a thorough and thorough understanding of Shouchun City, so he followed the governor outside.
An earthen platform has been built in the city, with various sacrifices placed on it.
Fu Yao and the county guard climbed onto the earth platform together, and then began to offer sacrifices to the Yellow Emperor.
This inexplicable sacrifice lasted for an hour, and then the county guard asked with concern: "Did Young Master feel the Yellow Emperor's voice?"
Fu Yao said confusedly: "No."
The county guard asked again with concern: "Did the young master feel the Yellow Emperor's magical power?"
Fu Yao shook his head: "No."
The county guard was disappointed and said with some distress: "What can we do?"
Fu Yao was silent for a while and then said to the governor: "Have you heard the Yellow Emperor's voice?"
The county guard shook his head and said with some inferiority: "I am a lowly official, how can I hear the voice of the gods?"
Fu Yao added: "Then have you heard other sounds? Such as ghosts? Or dead people?"
The Sheriff still shook his head.
Fu Yao thought for a while and said, "Do you usually have thoughts of committing suicide? Or are you irritable and irritable?"
The county guard was a little confused: "None of them."
Fu Yao frowned: "That's strange. Your symptoms don't look like a mental patient."
The county guard was stunned: "A mental patient?"
Fu Yao snorted: "According to the research of Shangjun Hospital, there are two types of diseases. One is physical disease and the other is psychological disease."
"I think your actions over the past few days seem to be psychologically ill. These illnesses are collectively called mental illness."
"Perhaps you can go to the psychiatry department of Shangjun Hospital to see a doctor. The psychiatry department was developed from the suicide intervention center."
The county guard probably understood. He laughed dryly and said, "Don't worry, sir, I'm not sick."
He looked at the altar and the injured Qin soldiers in the city, and couldn't help but sigh: "Xiaoguan also knows that what he did seems very ridiculous."
"Actually, this is a helpless move. If the young master goes through what I have experienced, he will naturally be like me."
"Some things are really unbelievable. If I don't ask the ghosts and gods, I really don't know what to do."
Fu Yao smiled slightly: "Really?"
While he was talking, the detective sent by Fu Yao came back.
He said to Fu Yao: "Sir, I have found out clearly that there are more than 300 bandits in Sankun Mountain."
Fu Yao was stunned: "Only three hundred people?"
The spy said: "Yes, there are only three hundred people."
Fu Yao looked at the county guard.
The old county guard blushed and said bravely: "These three hundred people are not afraid of death. They are really difficult to deal with. If we really want to fight, one against ten, it will become three thousand people."
Fu Yao: "..."
He thought for a long time, and then said to the spy: "Did you not find out clearly? Is there an ambush?"
The spy said with a grimace: "The villain has checked very clearly. There is no ambush."
Fu Yao said: "Let's explore again."
The spy responded and left.
Two hours later, the spies came back and said to Fu Yao: "The bandit leader of Sankun Mountain led 300 men and came to attack Shouchun City."
Fu Yao: "..."
He looked at the spies with some disbelief: "Did you see it wrong? Are you sure there are three hundred people? Are you coming to attack Shouchun City?"
The spy said: "Yes, it is indeed three hundred people."
He felt a little aggrieved. Spies also have dignity. Could it be that they couldn't even count them?
Fu Yao sighed and said to the county guard: "Shall we go out of the city to meet the enemy?"
The county guard was a little hesitant: "Aren't we going to offer sacrifices to the Yellow Emperor again? Maybe if we are sincere, we will be wise. If we offer more sacrifices..."
Fu Yao completely collapsed.
Why do everyone in Jiujiang County seem to be possessed by evil spirits?
Fu Yao said impatiently: "There are only three hundred people, even if there are gods, what's the problem? Let me go and destroy them."
The county guard said hurriedly: "Master, Master, think twice before you act."
He hesitated for a while and then said: "Why don't you let the two thousand people from the lower office take the lead?"
The county guard was a little panicked. If something happened to Fu Yao here, the emperor would be angry and he, the county guard, would be dead.
So...he managed to persuade Fu Yao to come down, and then ordered Li Dao to attack with two thousand men.
Li Dao was a little depressed.
Two thousand people versus three hundred people, how can we lose? And with Mr. Fu Yao watching, it’s not easy to let go.
But fortunately, the county guard has already performed well enough. As long as he works harder, he may be able to draw a draw...
Then, a strange scene appeared.
Three hundred thieves on Sankun Mountain were waiting outside the city.
Li Dao led two thousand Qin soldiers and slowly left the city, also preparing for the attack.
The two parties...actually confronted each other.
Suddenly, two men came out from among the Sankun thieves. They were carrying a huge tablet with the word Chi You written on it.
Not to be outdone, Li Dao also ordered people to carry out a huge tablet with the word Huangdi written on it.
The county guard said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the thieves were also prepared for this. They are really well-matched opponents."
Fu Yao: "???"
While they were talking, someone walked out from among the thieves, who was clearly the leader of the thieves, Sankun.
Sankun was wearing traditional Chu costumes and jumping back and forth in front of the crowd.
Fu Yao felt a little strange when he saw it, and asked curiously: "What does this mean?"
Among the soldiers behind him were local Chu people, who said respectfully: "This is the witchcraft of the Chu country, and I am inviting the gods."
Just at this time, a strong wind blew over, flying sand and rocks, and hit the Qin army's camp.
The county guard said with emotion: "It really has divine power."
Fu Yao: "Huh?"
The Qin army's formation was not to be outdone. A man also came out, barefoot and muttering something in his mouth.
This time, before Fu Yao could ask questions, the county guard took the initiative to explain: "This man is an alchemist. He traveled here to search for the elixir of immortality for your majesty that day."
"Later, the banished immortal entered Xianyang City, and His Majesty used the banished immortal to make elixirs, and gradually alienated the alchemists. The alchemist felt that he had no future, so he stayed and did some work such as inviting gods and ghosts, and presiding over funeral ceremonies."
Fu Yao exclaimed: "That's it."
Now this alchemist, whose career was sluggish, has ushered in the second spring of his career. He is using the traditional alchemist of the Qin people to invite the Yellow Emperor to come.
But after he jumped for a while, the strong wind did not stop and he had to lose.
The county guard sighed and said somewhat depressedly: "Huang Emperor refuses to help us."
Later, Li Dao Mingjin retreated his troops, and the Qin army slowly retreated to the city.
After Li Dao came back, he said to the county guard with a look of shame on his face: "The last general has been defeated again."
Fu Yao was amazed: "This is the first time for me to see such a fight."
The county guard laughed dryly and explained: "Young master, you don't know something. Those people all have special skills. If we really want to fight, we may not be able to gain any benefits."
"It's better to fight first. If you can't fight, then retreat to the city. In this way, you can preserve your strength. If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood."
Fu Yao nodded: "I see, today is an eye-opener for me."
At this time, the alchemist ran over panting, saluted Fu Yao and the county guard, and said: "I have made some calculations and believe that ten days from now will be a good and auspicious day. At that time, the sacrifice to the Yellow Emperor should be effective."
Fu Yao looked at him with a smile: "Do you really believe that you can get help from Huang Di?"
The alchemist was stunned for a moment, then said bravely: "Yes."
Fu Yao suddenly raised his hand and slapped the alchemist on the face.
The alchemist screamed and fell to the ground.
Fu Yao looked at him coldly: "No wonder my master repeatedly declared in the past that he was sworn in with other alchemists. Today, my master, I think I know the reason."
"You are all these scheming, deceitful, despicable villains, are you worthy of being called alchemists with my master?"
"roll!"
Fu Yao drank.
The alchemist ran away like a piss.
He had to run because he felt his life might be in danger if he didn't leave.
He saw the shadow of the current Majesty in Fu Yao.
How many warlocks did your Majesty kill in Xianyang City? Fortunately, he was traveling and didn't catch up.
But because of what happened that year, he was completely discouraged. I have been staying in Shouchun City all these years and dare not return to Xianyang.
After driving away the alchemist, Fu Yao looked at the county governor gloomily: "Is this how you manage a county?"
Then he looked at Li Dao again: "Is this how you lead troops to fight?"
Both of them looked embarrassed and could only repeat what they had said before. Why are these bandits so evil, and why are they blessed by gods?
Fu Yao laughed in anger, and said to the three thousand people he had brought: "You nominate a hundred people yourself, and they will be selected immediately."
Soon, a hundred people came forward.
Fu Yao said: "I want you to kill the bandits one against three. Do you dare to go?"
The hundred Qin soldiers shouted loudly: "Of course I dare to go."
The shouts in unison were so powerful that the soldiers and civilians in Shouchun City were filled with excitement.
Fu Yao pointed to the distance and said, "Then go kill the enemies and bring their heads back to me."
These one hundred Qin soldiers, riding fast horses, chased the Sankun thieves in the distance.
Li Dao felt uneasy: This time it was really a mess. Did I give Sankunshan too much confidence? If they hide in the mountains and hold on to dangerous places, they may be able to hold on for a few more days.
Now that the whole country is flat, if we were to face Master Fu Yao's elite soldiers and generals, wouldn't we be certain to die?
But... fortunately, Mr. Fu Yao was too confident and only sent out a hundred people.
Just when Li Dao thought of this, he heard a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the distance.
He looked over there and was stunned.
The one hundred Qin soldiers were killing the bandits mercilessly like hungry wolves entering the flock of sheep.
They were like an efficient killing machine, swinging their swords and halberds like chopping melons and vegetables. In a few breaths, they had already harvested half of the bandits' lives.
