The bandit leader looked gloomy.
The frightening feeling has not completely dissipated.
He didn't expect that they, who originally had an absolute advantage, could only run away in such a panic.
He took a deep breath, madness flashing deep in his eyes.
It doesn't matter, after he leads the remaining bandits to rob some materials in these villages, and then casually occupy a hilltop, he can make a comeback.
While they were thinking, a dozen of them had already walked out of the woods and headed towards the village.
When they arrived at the village gate, they drew their swords and rushed into the village impatiently.
At the same time, the people in the village also discovered this small group of bandits. They gritted their teeth and felt somewhat confident in their hearts.
The officers and soldiers under Lin Bei's rule helped them unconditionally, which was in sharp contrast to the atrocities committed by the bandits in the past.
Facing the ferocious bandits, they raised their weapons to resist for the first time.
Facing the villagers holding wooden sticks and hoes, the bandit leader sneered. He was about to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, but he saw more and more villagers pouring out.
Hundreds of villagers were armed with crude weapons. Without weapons, they picked up rocks on the roadside and rushed towards the bandits with great force.
The resentment in their hearts suddenly broke out at this moment, and they all became red-eyed.
The usually docile sheep now turned into vicious wolves, and the bandits were caught off guard.
But in the face of extreme numerical suppression, they didn't even let out a scream, and were stunned by stones thrown from all directions.
At the same time, the wooden stick hoe also came up to greet him. The bandit leader frantically pushed out the men around him, and it was inevitable that he would be beaten to death with random sticks.
On the hillside not far away, the historian looked at the scene below, a little dazed.
He wrote quickly, his eyes sparkling.
In his writing, what happened in the past half month will inevitably spread to Dashang in a short period of time.
At this moment, Lin Bei stepped forward and grabbed the brush in the historian's hand.
"Sir Historian, I think that what happened in the past half month should be written according to what I said."
The historian looked at the smiling Lin Bei, his eyes trembling.
Zhou Jinwei, who stepped forward from the side, heard this, covered her mouth, and looked at Lin Bei in surprise.
Forcing historians to fabricate historical facts is a serious crime of beheading.
"Investor Lin, do you know what you are doing?"
"Of course I know."
"Aren't you afraid that I will report to His Majesty to punish you?"
The historian said angrily.
Lin Bei nodded slightly, and Ah Yue, who was following him, did not hesitate at all, and instantly placed the gleaming sword blade on the historian's neck.
"Tell me, as His Majesty's important minister, does His Majesty trust you or me?"
Lin Bei smiled.
Feeling the astonishing chill on the blade, the anger on the historian's face suddenly disappeared, and he said from his heart: "Investor Lin, you tell me, I will change it."
"The historian really thought deeply about it."
Lin Bei raised his hand, Ah Yue sheathed her sword, and Qiao Sheng stood behind him.
"Just write like this..."
In the next three months, Lin Bei led more than a thousand people under him to repeat his old tricks in Jiangbei and once again wiped out more than a dozen bandits' dens.
The surrounding people were so blessed that their eyes filled with tears every time they said goodbye.
In three months, more than a thousand soldiers had completely surrendered to Lin Bei and were loyal to Lin Bei without any second thoughts.
And what happened in these three and a half months was "truly" recorded by the historian.
In the darkness, countless threads intertwined, and a sealed letter was delivered.
In the prime minister's house.
Li Ai looked at the letter in his hand and breathed heavily.
The secret letter in his hand detailed that Lin Bei led a thousand elite soldiers to annihilate more than a dozen mountain bandits who were helpless by the Jiangbei army in three months.
It also details how Lin Bei led his lieutenants to take the lead and killed several powerful bandit leaders one after another.
As he read on, Li Ai felt that his emotions were gradually becoming angry.
He used a trick to force Lin Bei to leave Dashang and the emperor, just so that Lin Bei could die on the way to Jiangbei.
No matter how bad it was, it would dampen Lin Bei's spirit, but he didn't expect that Lin Bei would use this expedition to completely prove himself.
Lin Bei stood on the emperor's side. If Lin Bei did not die, Dashang's fate would linger and be unable to dissipate.
Then the plan that he has worked hard to plan for more than ten years will become uncertain as time goes by.
"Lin Bei, you will definitely die this time."
Li Ai threw the secret letter into the fire, his eyes gloomy.
Lin Bei has become his number one destabilizing factor, and he can no longer let it grow. The chess pieces he secretly arranged can finally be put to use.
In the darkness, the firelight illuminated Li Ai's smiling face without any hint of smile.
Lin Bei, Lin Bei, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't break the wind and waves in my hands.
Even if there was an accident, the Juexin Gu planted by the rebels in Lin Bei's body would kill Lin Bei.
At that time, relying solely on the fortune of Dashi established by Lin Bei will be like a mountain.
Give him a little time, and the court, which he has been constantly encroaching on, will be completely controlled by him, and even the little emperor can only become his puppet.
Seeing that the secret letter was completely turned into ashes, Li Ai slowly walked to the window and looked at the glorious continuous palace in the distance, greed shining in his eyes.
…
The land of Jiangbei goes east.
Promote the country.
In the main hall, in the dim candlelight, a figure disappeared into the darkness.
"Lin Bei, you really keep surprising me."
The vague figure murmured, with no emotion in his voice.
"Go, within a month, I will see him appear in front of me."
Several people in black clothes below responded coldly, and then disappeared into the hall with a sway.
As the news of Lin Bei's first victory with his army spread, various forces, large and small, gradually surged under the water's surface, causing ripples above the water's surface.
All it takes is an opportunity, and these undercurrents under the water's surface will gradually evolve into shocking waves.
At this time, Lin Bei was sitting in the tent, sorting out these thoughts in his mind.
In front of him is a request to recruit and expand the army. A few days later, this letter will appear on the little emperor's desk.
Lin Bei rubbed his eyebrows and coughed several times.
He forced the historians to exaggerate the encirclement and suppression of bandits in order to arouse the hidden forces.
With such publicity, there will definitely be forces sending people to assassinate him.
But before that, he still wanted to work hard. Although he thought that he could not turn the tide and cure Dashang, a terminally ill country, with his own strength, he could somehow save Dashang's fate.
After that, he died generously, completed the task assigned to him by God, returned to his own world, and obtained the one hundred small goals.
At this time, footsteps came from outside the door, and Lin Bei put away the memorial.
Ah Yue walked into the tent, and behind her, Zhou Jinwei poked half of her head out.
