Outside Qi'an City, a large number of natives slowly approached.
The tools in their hands are all kinds of, including hoes, sickles, and even wooden sticks.
These people are the outermost ones, the natives who protect the little priests in the middle, and they hold serious weapons in their hands.
These people are strong, tall, and holding maces. From a distance, they give people a huge sense of oppression.
The little priest was protected by these strong men. He was carried and sat on a bamboo chair.
There was a sneer on his face and his eyes were fixed forward.
This time, he was fully prepared and dispatched a total of 10,000 people in order to completely capture Su Qi'an.
Just relying on the number of people, they can crush Qi'an City. According to his understanding, the most effective fighting force in Qi'an City is a group of security forces.
I don't know where Su Qi'an got these people from. They are quite strong. They number about two to three hundred people. They have some pretty good guys in their hands.
But he was well prepared and had a large number of people. Although most of them were cannon fodder, the consumption in each round was enough to kill them.
The little priest had been waiting quite anxiously for this day, and finally waited until the water conservancy project in Qi'an City was completed.
After learning the news, the little priest immediately gathered the natives and headed straight for Qi'an City.
Qi'an City Gate was also guarding a large number of people, with two to three hundred security troops standing ready. Even if they were faced with a vast number of natives, they did not flinch at all.
Just kidding, after all, they followed Su Qi'an to participate in the defense of Kyoto. They had fought against the Rong people and had never seen any scenes. If they were intimidated by these mere natives, they were not worthy of being in the Dongshan Army.
Su Qi'an and Wu Yong stood in the middle, looking at the vast number of natives. Wu Yong looked indifferent and shouted.
"Little priest, what do you mean? Are you sending so many people here to attack Tucheng? You are so brave!"
The little priest sitting on the bamboo chair waved his hands and said with a smile, "Don't be so excited, Magistrate Wu. The reason I came here today is not to besiege Tucheng. I cannot bear the responsibility of attacking Tucheng."
"Today is a grudge between Young Master Qi and me. Young Master Qi has the power to communicate with the gods. In the last fight, I was careless and lost. I couldn't divide a piece of land. Young Master Qi is now considered a In name only, he is a little priest."
"Since I am a young priest, I must abide by the rules of the Priest Alliance. To be honest, I regret this land in Qian City and want to take it back. If the other party is unwilling, then I have to take it by force. It depends on whose fist it is. It’s hard enough.”
"This matter is a grudge between priests. Magistrate Wu has nothing to do with you. Everything must be done in accordance with the rules of the Priest Alliance. Magistrate Wu, you should be clear about this, so you can step aside."
Of course Wu Yong knew the little priest's argument. In Jiaozhou, there would also be grudges between priests because of territorial issues.
Whenever something like this happens, the Priest Alliance will send out high priests or even elder priests to mediate. If mediation fails, the only way to do it is through a duel.
To put it bluntly, it depends on who has a bigger and harder fist and uses force to resolve land disputes. This happens often in Jiaozhou.
It was difficult for the local officials to stop it. After all, this was a grudge between the priests and had nothing to do with them. It was basically acquiesced.
But this matter is different today. It is clearly aimed at Su Qi'an, just as Su Qi'an said at the beginning.
This group of people relied on their own strength and wanted to get a Qi'an City that could solve the waterlogging problem and be able to farm without any effort.
This is completely bullying, Wu Yong said coldly, not getting used to the little priest.
"Little priest, don't bully me too much. We all know what your plans are. Qi'an City is outside Tucheng and is nominally under the jurisdiction of Tucheng. I am the parent official of Tucheng. As long as I am here, you can't even think about stepping into it." Take a step into Qi'an City."
The little priest didn't care at all about Wu Yong's strength, he sighed with a smile on his face.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Magistrate Wu is so powerful. Come to think of it, with the support of Master Qi, Magistrate Wu has become more powerful during this time."
"It doesn't matter, since
Magistrate Wu insists on taking care of this matter, so please ask Magistrate Wu to take a look at this and consider whether to continue. "
After the little priest finished speaking, the big man next to him took a step forward and took out a scroll from behind.
The scroll was opened and he said in a standard cool tone, "The counties under the jurisdiction of Qingcheng County are strictly prohibited from participating in the grudges between priests. From now on, all counties under the jurisdiction will immediately close the city gates, return to the city, and wait for the situation to end. If you violate Anyone who does this will be severely punished without credit.”
Wu Yong's face turned ugly for a moment. He knew that this scroll was a county magistrate's order.
At this time, the Qingcheng County Sheriff was really colluding with the young priest, and they were working together for the girl.
To actually issue a county guard order, from one aspect, this is already against the laws of Great Liang.
In Jiaozhou, local officials and priests were divided according to level and were of equal rank. They had jurisdiction over their respective territories and would not interfere with each other.
Even if there is contact in private, this is a secret that cannot be told, and it is an unspoken rule.
But this time, Qingcheng County Sheriff issued a magisterial order and forcibly intervened, which was against the law.
Wu Yong wanted to open his mouth to argue, but was stopped by Su Qi'an. He shook his head, stepped forward, looked at the little priest in the distance and said.
"So, we can't be kind this time? Let's have a fight and see who has the bigger fist and the ability to speak."
"Qi'an, are you begging for mercy like this priest? Haha, it's too late!"
"My surname is Qi. This priest has already said that when you come to Jiaozhou, you must abide by the rules of Jiaozhou. When I gave you the opportunity, you were shameless. Where was your arrogance? Why are you giving up now?"
The little priest laughed proudly. In his opinion, this arrogant boy finally gave in. He was so arrogant before and didn't take anyone seriously.
Now that his troops are gathering together, no matter how tough his words are, he will eventually have to pay the price for his words and deeds.
"Qi, you're putting on a pretty good show. I thought you really had some background, but now it seems you're just a fake."
"There is no big family with the same surname in Nanzhou. You brat, this priest will make you pay the price today!"
The little priest turned from laughing to scolding, staring at Su Qi'an with a pair of vicious eyes.
In the past month, Qi'an City was in full swing, and they were not idle either.
With the help of Qingcheng County Sheriff, people were sent to Nanzhou to investigate Su Qi'an's background.
After a month of investigation, they discovered that this Young Master Qi was a fake.
In Nanzhou, not to mention whether the big aristocratic families have the surname Qi, even the small wealthy families do not have the surname Qi.
Only then did they realize that the so-called Young Master Qi was a fake, using a false identity to deceive them.
If it weren't for the fear of the so-called aristocratic family background, the young priest would have been attacked by Su Qian long ago.
Even if Su Qi'an has the reputation of being a civil servant and a count, even if his family background is fake, then these two things are probably fake.
The little priest is also an old man, but he didn't expect to stumble in front of this man named Qi.
Without any worries about his background and identity, the little priest immediately gave the order and ordered his natives to launch an attack on Qi'an City.
In the previous fight, he lost to Su Qi'an and ceded a piece of land.
Su Qi'an gained a lot of reputation during that battle and swayed some people's hearts.
But in terms of population, he is more than ten times that of Qi'an City. He has been running the territory of Tucheng for more than ten years. Su Qi'an wanted to seduce everyone's hearts with a single battle, but it was just a wishful thinking.
Today, he brought more than 10,000 people with him, just to crush Su Qi'an with his numerical advantage.
Wear him to death bit by bit!
A large number of natives, under the order of the little priest, waved the weapons in their hands and attacked Qi'an City.
In more than a month, Su Qi'an built a simple city gate out of earth materials in Qi'an City.
It is said that it is a city gate, but it is actually two mounds about one foot high. Between the two mounds, a connecting road is built with bamboo.
This simple city gate is usually used for patrolling and hiding people.
It's okay, but once we encounter such a large-scale population impact, we simply can't handle it.
Su Qi'an did not hesitate and made a decisive decision to retreat. It was an unwise decision to fight against such a menacing crowd.
The crowd rushed into Qi'an City without any hindrance.
The little priest in the back looked at this scene with a look of pleasure on his face and shouted.
"Whoever can capture Qi'an alive will be freed by this priest and promoted to a native steward.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of many natives shone, and they howled and rushed towards Qi'an City.
Although everyone was fearless and looked excited, they obviously forgot that fighting a war does not rely on just a large number of people. Read the book
As soon as the crowd rushed into the city, they didn't go far when suddenly, the ground beneath their feet fell down instantly, as if they were stepping on quicksand.
Pieces of land cracked open, forming a large pit that was about two feet wide and more than three feet deep.
At the bottom of the pit, there were densely-packed sharpened bamboos. In just that moment, more than a hundred people had no time to react and were stabbed straight to the heart.
The thick smell of blood suddenly made the excited natives sober up.
Their eyes widened and they retreated one after another. In the big pit in front of them, they lost about a hundred people in one fell swoop.
Death has never been so close, and the sense of danger erupting from the bottom of the heart makes people shudder.
As soon as everyone recovered, a large number of people instantly poured out of the shops and houses around the street. They each held bows and arrows and fired arrows unceremoniously.
These natives were like a group of hunters waiting to be slaughtered. Countless people fell to the ground and died when the arrows passed by.
At this moment, the enthusiasm of the indigenous people was extinguished in an instant. They howled and panicked, and fled towards the rear crazily.
Seeing this scene, Song Biao, Er Meng and others were all shocked.
Originally, they were prepared to fight a fierce battle, but who knew that this group of natives would be so unwilling to fight.
Even before the fight, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions. The fighting power of the Jiaozhou natives was so weak?
Everyone sighed inwardly.
But at this time, the little priest outside the city looked livid when he saw the natives rushing out of Wuyang Wuyang.
He still thinks highly of these wastes. Wastes are wastes, and they can't even be used as cannon fodder at critical moments.
