Li Hanhe is a commander, and he is now leading his men on the street.
"The village has been captured, and the Song Dynasty army is here." They beat gongs and drums and walked from the gate of the village to the Yamen of the village.
In fact, the best way is to post notices to calm the people. However, more than 95% of the villagers are illiterate, so this is the stupidest method.
But after shouting for a long time, almost every house was closed, and these villagers were less courageous.
Suddenly, a group of people armed with hoes and sticks appeared in front, back and left of the street. About a hundred people suddenly came out from both sides of the street.
Could it be that these villagers figured it out and actually came out to greet him?
They looked at Li Hanhe and the ten people, looked at each other, and nodded together.
Suddenly these people shouted, waving hoes and wooden sticks in their hands, and rushed towards Li Hanhe.
They said together: "Let's all work together to kill these barbarians."
Li Hanhe heard the news and saw a group of common people. While parrying, he shouted loudly: "Folks, we are not barbarians, we are the Song Dynasty official army."
But the common people were even more fierce, saying: "They are just barbarians, and they are not like the official army of the Song Dynasty at all. Beat them to death, beat them to death."
Li Hanhe couldn't help but be furious, I came to deal with you, but you treated me like barbarians and killed me.
If you don't resist, you will most likely be beaten to death by these people.
But Xiao Langjun said that the security team is to protect the people, not to kill them, what should I do?
After all, Li Hanhe and the others had too few men, and the opponent was almost ten times larger than them. They could only parry but not fight back. They were already hit by wooden sticks and were in great pain.
One of his subordinates shouted while resisting: "Li Shichang, they are going to kill us."
If they don't resist, they will be beaten to death by these common people.
"Daddy, daddy, stop! They are the army of the Song Dynasty!" The voices of a group of teenagers came from a distance.
These ordinary people couldn't help being stunned, stopped their violent actions, and looked at the voices of the group of teenagers.
I saw a group of teenagers, their feet had rotted away, being limped over by a group of people holding them.
They were dressed like the traders in front of them who claimed to be the official army of the Song Dynasty.
This group of people abandoned the group in front of them and ran over immediately.
"Qilang, what's wrong with your feet? Why is the skin rotten? What's going on? Tell dad? Did they bully you?" A man in his thirties named Peng Shoude rushed to a young man named Qilang.
While looking at his son's rotting skin, he looked at the person holding his son with a fierce look.
The young man named Peng Qilang immediately said: "Dad, you made a mistake."
Peng Shoude's chest was rising and falling, and he said to his son: "Whether they abused Qilang, daddy will avenge you immediately." After saying that, he raised the hoe in his hand.
Peng Qilang was so anxious that he stammered when he spoke: "They...they, they are Qilang's saviors."
"Qilang, what's going on with your feet?" Peng Shoude's eyes became softer, but his brows were furrowed and his eyes were still full of suspicion.
Peng Qilang looked at the vendor holding him, then glanced at Peng Shoude, and said: "Qilang was imprisoned in the water prison by the village leader for more than two months. If Li Huochang and the others hadn't rescued him, my father might not have been able to see his son."
Peng Shoude burst into tears. He looked at Qilang's wounds and said, "Qilang, can your foot be saved?" He stretched out his hand to touch his son's foot.
Under Qilang's restraint, Peng Shoude had no choice but to retract his hand. The doctor on the mountain did not have this ability.
"Of course it can be cured. We have already applied medicine to our feet." Peng Qilang looked at his father and said.
Peng Shoude looked at his son's feet repeatedly, frowned, pointed at his rotting feet and asked: "Qi Lang, why didn't I see the medicine on it? Is it fake?"
"This is a folk remedy, it's the saliva of insects. Of course, dad can't see it." Seeing Peng Shoude's confused look, Peng Qilang continued: "It feels cool and not as itchy as before applying the medicine."
Peng Shoude breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to Qilang's tone, this folk remedy was indeed effective.
He looked at Li Hanjiang who was holding Qi Lang, frowned and said reproachfully: "The skin on your feet is rotten, and you are still running around?"
"Dad, if we don't come, you just didn't, didn't..." He couldn't continue to say this word, but everyone understood it in their hearts.
Dad, you should never, never should have beaten your son’s savior.
Dad, have you seen that it’s not that these officers and soldiers can’t defeat you, it’s just that you are fighting back because you are ordinary people.
Dad, if you do this, where will your son’s face turn?
This group of teenagers could only complain in their hearts, but with their savior on one side and their own parents on the other, they were in a dilemma.
Qilang wanted very much to salute the fire chief named Li Hanjiang, but his arms and body were held up and he was unable to salute.
Bang bang, bang bang, the sound of kowtows coming one after another suddenly came from the stone street.
It turned out that it was Peng Shoude and the others who thanked the security team on Shiban Street for saving their son.
They never expected that instead of going down the mountain, their son would be detained in a water prison for two to three months, and his skin would be soaked with water.
The security team not only rescued them, but also rescued their son.
But what did they do? They treated the security team as barbarians and prepared to beat them to death.
The security team didn't fight back, so they were very weak, but I heard that the barbarians at the foot of the mountain had been killed by the security team.
So why they didn't fight back was because they were citizens of the Song Dynasty.
If they were to fight back, would they still have a chance to survive?
Thinking of this, the group of ordinary people who had beaten up the security team just now broke out in cold sweat. They immediately came to Li Hanhe and bowed and apologized.
The ten people in Li Hanhe looked at each other, touched their wounds, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
After these common people apologized and humbled themselves, they suddenly dispersed like birds without a trace.
What these common people do, even their injured sons, doesn't matter.
Are there any of you fathers out there who don’t want your own sons anymore and simply gave them all to the security team?
But the security team can only heal their wounds, not their parents.
Seeing Li Hanjiang's questioning look, Peng Qilang shook his head. They didn't know what their father and uncle were doing.
Li Hanjiang held Peng Qilang on his side and smiled at Li Hanhe: "The security team has a consolation prize, you can finally claim it."
Li Hanhe and his men looked at each other, nodded, and finally felt relieved.
Li Hanhe beat the gong. While continuing to shout, "The village has been captured, and the Song Dynasty army is here."
At this time, the houses of ordinary people on both sides of the street suddenly opened, and many ladies in their teens and twenties walked out.
They were carrying baskets covered with cloth.
They came shyly in front of the security officers, leaving them baffled.
They suddenly opened the basket cloth, revealing the items inside, which turned out to be eggs and bowls.
Some of them pushed hard-boiled eggs into the soldiers. The soldiers didn't want them, so they forced them into them;
Some of them took out kettles and bowls, poured hot or cold water into the bowls, and handed them to the soldiers;
There were even cases where some young ladies, only about fifteen years old, put handkerchiefs into the hands of the soldiers. When the soldiers opened them, they saw that they were embroidered with mandarin duck patterns.
After forcefully giving it to them, these ladies all blushed and retreated, often looking back, reluctant to leave.
Some of them even covered their eyes and secretly looked at how the security officers treated these gifts through the gaps between their fingers.
Obviously, some young ladies who have not yet left the government have taken a liking to this group of security officers, making these soldiers blush.
Some of the soldiers of these security groups have not yet married, while others have already married, leaving them at a loss as to what to do.
Li Hanhe and the others suddenly felt as if they had gone from hell to heaven. They knew that the villagers were even willing to give eggs to them despite not having enough to eat.
They finally understood the true love between soldiers and civilians, and their unhappiness at being accidentally beaten suddenly disappeared.
Finally, Liu Xianhong led the soldiers behind him to catch up, and their target was the copycat Yamen.
The rotten boy's mission has been completed, so naturally he can't move on.
Naturally, they have doctors and nurses like Dongfang Qilong and Luo Xia to take care of them.
Liu Xianhong's personal barracks plus Wang Yunhua's detailed operation team only numbered more than a hundred people.
Although there are few of them, there are many people behind them. That means there are many people behind them, at least several hundred people.
There were only a hundred of them at first, then more and more, and eventually even thousands.
They were the villagers led by Peng Shoude in the village, and they were furious.
Huang Zhizhao, we will accept 30% of your crop protection fee.
But you are so vicious. When our son came down from the mountain, you were imprisoned in a water prison.
If they hadn't been rescued by the security team, they wouldn't have died, but at least their legs would be broken.
Holding hoes, wooden sticks, or kitchen knives, they shouted together and rushed to the Shanzhai Yamen.
Everyone rushed to the Shanzhai Yamen together, only to realize that their thinking was too simple.
I saw that this place is indeed a treasure place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, surrounded by a street. .
The Yamen is built on a hillside and covers an area of about fifty acres.
It is at least three feet away from the main street, and is surrounded by three-foot-high walls on three sides.
The only gate is also a steep stone step, and the top is the same as the gate of the mountain village.
At this time, not only Peng Shoude and other common people took a breath of air-conditioning, but Liu Xianhong, Li Hanhe, and Li Hanjiang also took a breath of air-conditioning.
Huang Wei saw a group of more than a hundred traders dressed as traders, followed by thousands of people.
Huang Wei now felt as if he was being roasted on a fire. He did not expect that the village would undergo huge changes in just half a day.
Not only was the gate of the stronghold breached by the army, but his father, staff, and commander were also captured.
These people are all closely related to him. If he takes the village leader and them to attack, what should he do?
Or the officers and soldiers would escort them for a walk, or ask the village leader to give orders, which would embarrass themselves.
It is very likely that he will not need to defend and just surrender. After all, this village was built by his father.
My father's prestige is too high, and I, as the young leader of the village, can only obey him.
However, he did not understand why the officers and soldiers did not do this and chose to attack directly.
