"I go!"
Fang Xiaoyue was so angry that he almost chased the villager and beat him up, but his strong will still made him make the right choice: "You retreat into the wilderness!"
After leaving these words, Fang Xiaoyue rushed towards the charging infantry.
For him, this is also a helpless choice.
When the patrol team is vigilant, if these villagers who have not had much training time rush forward to fight with them in close combat, I am afraid that the number of casualties will make the Taoyuan Valley burst into tears.
Not to mention that under the obstruction of the infantry, those cavalry can easily draw their bows and arrows to carry out devastating damage to the villagers rushing over!
Without metal armor, allowing the cavalry to shoot arrows easily, these villagers would die miserably.
Therefore, the only way is for Fang Xiaoyue to attract firepower alone, allowing everyone to escape and break away from contact.
However, things did not develop completely according to his will.
As soon as he knocked two Beiyue infantrymen to the ground with two punches, he heard a whooshing sound in the air, and subconsciously blocked it with his right hand, pretending that even an arrow was bounced away.
But at this moment, there was a scream from behind, and Fang Xiaoyue didn't have time to look back. She approached an infantryman, grabbed the opponent's scimitar, and activated Mastery Disassembly.
The infantryman had no resistance at all, and the scimitar in his hand was snatched away by Fang Xiaoyue.
With the knife in hand, his lethality suddenly increased, and he jumped into the crowd. The light of the knife flashed, and in an instant he heard the screams of the infantrymen.
By the time Fang Xiaoyue broke through and went straight to the cavalrymen behind, there was only one infantryman left standing intact.
Those cavalrymen were extremely alert. When they saw Fang Xiaoyue rushing through the crowd in an instant, they did not dare to stay any longer. They turned their horses' heads and fled backwards, showing no trace of their due bravery.
Ran?
Fang Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, but did not continue to catch up. Instead, he turned around and knocked the intact infantryman to the ground with two swords, and grabbed the fallen weapons and shields.
Only then did he see a villager with an arrow in his chest, lying on the ground gasping for air and dying.
He remembered that the villager's name was Wang Laoyao, and that there was an old mother and two young children at home.
However, this was not the time to sigh. When he saw Zhang Pinggui and a few people emerging from the grass on the roadside, he immediately threw the weapons he had picked up and said, "Return to Taoyuan Valley immediately!"
And he grabbed the youngest Wang and carried him behind his back.
When a group of people passed through Xiaofeng Valley in a panic, Fang Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, and the youngest Wang also lost his temper.
The group returned to Taoyuan Valley with some low morale. Wang Lao Yao's family was crying and screaming, which gave Fang Xiaoyue a headache, but she had to comfort her carefully.
After the matter was settled, Fang Xiaoyue returned to the wooden house next to the potato field, sat down, calmed down, and then contacted the several vole statues he had left behind, only to realize that he had left in time.
Perhaps the escaped cavalry had tipped off the news, and soon a large group of cavalry came from the county town, constantly searching the fields on both sides of the road.
With that posture, if I led the people a little slower, I'm afraid they would chase me away.
Of course, even so, the death of the youngest Wang made Fang Xiaoyue feel a little uncomfortable.
Think about it, the enemy cannot always act according to his own plan.
In the past, I was able to lead people to surround and kill those Beiyue soldiers without any injuries. It was just a matter of catching them by surprise.
But now as the Beiyue Army became more and more cautious, taking people out became a burden.
In the next more than twenty days, Fang Xiaoyue never left Shiwandashan.
No way, at this time, the Beiyue Army was like a mad dog whose tail was stepped on, frequently sending out patrols to search everywhere, like a giant net covering the entire Suping County.
Under such circumstances, unless Fang Xiaoyue no longer wants Taoyuan Valley, it will be difficult to come back once she leaves.
So he had to squat in Taoyuan Valley, meditate and practice boxing when he had nothing to do. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he took a few young men out to hunt or something.
As time goes by, the weather gradually becomes hotter.
Spring is almost over and early summer is coming.
There is also a little yellowing in the potato field next to the wooden house.
The potatoes should be ripe.
After rudely driving away his sons who were following him and wanting to learn more tricks, and telling them to stay outside and not allow others to enter, Fang Xiaoyue took a hoe and came to the outskirts of the potato field, heading towards the already growing potato field. The slowing vine dug down.
As seen before, there are no Golden Crow potatoes on the outside of the potato field, and if you dig deeper, there are none.
But I don’t know if the soil here is particularly suitable for growing potatoes. Once the vines are dug out, there are abundant fruits underneath.
Potatoes as big as the mouth of a bowl are strung together under the vines like grapes, which makes people feel a sense of harvest joy when they look at them.
When he finished plowing the entire potato field, the harvested potatoes were piled aside like a hill.
Of course, these ordinary potatoes have little value in Fang Xiaoyue's eyes.
What he cared about most was the fiery red Golden Crow potatoes.
The number of Golden Crow potatoes is much less than that of ordinary potatoes.
Counting, there are only forty-seven in total, and the total weight is only forty kilograms.
You know, ordinary potatoes weigh at least a thousand kilograms!
The gap between the two is huge.
But this is not surprising, there is only a piece of Golden Crow shit, and if all the potatoes are absorbed, there will only be a few Golden Crow potatoes that can be produced.
Fang Xiaoyue tried, but still couldn't put the Golden Crow potatoes into the dice space for storage, so she could only bury them in the soil under the wooden house.
After hiding the Golden Crow potatoes, Fang Xiaoyue just called his sons who were guarding outside and asked them to send ordinary potatoes to the stone room for storage.
At the same time, he also asked people to open new fields on Taoyuan Trail outside to prepare for sowing potatoes.
Judging from the climate in Shiwandashan this year, it should be possible to sow potatoes for another season.
The villagers of Taoyuan Valley have never seen potatoes.
Fang Xiaoyue didn't know if there were potatoes in this plane.
But it doesn't matter. I took out some potatoes, cooked them in water, mashed them, and added some honey, which became the villagers' favorite staple food.
These days, it’s nice to have food to eat, and the villagers are actually not that picky about their food.
The most critical problem is that when they heard Fang Xiaoyue say that this thing could produce more than a thousand catties per mu, or even higher, the villagers became excited.
Of course, there are those who believe it and there are those who don’t.
But whether they believed it or not, after Fang Xiaoyue took them to the previous potato field and went to the stone room to weigh all the potatoes, the villagers who no longer believed it were dumbfounded.
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