Half an hour later, everyone passed through the mouth of the bottle and entered the interior of the Evil Wind Valley.
The hinterland is not big and is an irregular circle.
The diameter is no more than five kilometers.
There were many temporary tents inside, but they had all fallen to the ground and were dirty from being stepped on.
There were injured people scattered in twos and threes around.
Some covered their arms, some hugged their legs, and some simply buried their heads in their clothes.
His body was stained with blood.
Even the ground was covered in blood.
You can smell a fishy smell without even getting close.
There were also many broken weapons thrown around, including swords, long spears and short sticks.
Others are picking up the pieces.
Those who stop the bleeding, those who lift the "corpse" lift the "corpse".
All of them indicate that a war has just occurred here, and the situation is very tragic.
Of course, these are not the focus of Yu Qingdong and others.
They focused on the person forced on the edge of the cliff.
It's just that the distance is a little far away, and it's hard to see clearly what's going on over there, let alone whether the besieged person is Zhao Ping.
Mao Shiba also took a breath of cold air.
Is this arranged by Mr. Zhao?
Why does it look like there really was a war?
Could it be that he had been to the battlefield?
No, according to the intelligence, Mr. Zhao is just a civilian in Yun'an County and has never been to the battlefield.
The idea should have come from Gunpao.
Mao Shiba secretly marveled at Zuo Zhigang's growth.
As a centurion under the Flying Eagle Army, he couldn't do this.
No matter how big or small it is, it can be said that there is no leakage.
He didn't dare to arouse anyone's attention, so he hurriedly said: "Master Yu, my men have just experienced a battle and are a little tired. Can you help me clean up the battlefield?"
"Why clean these?"
Yu Qingdong said dissatisfied: "If you die, you will die."
"When we leave, just burn them with a big fire."
"No, no, absolutely not."
Mao Shiba was shocked and said: "Master Yu, I plan to move our power in Qianhe Bay here."
"Burning corpses here will easily damage the feng shui."
"It's better to throw them all into the dense forest and feed them to those poisonous snakes and beasts."
"You want to move here?"
Yu Qingdong wondered.
"good."
Mao Shiba said: "Almost all the fish in Qianhe Bay have been caught, and now the fish caught are not enough for us to eat."
"So I want to move my power here, reclaim wasteland, and grow food."
"Are they still bandits?"
Yu Qingdong said unhappily.
"I also want to be a qualified bandit."
Mao Shiba said bitterly: "Before you become a bandit, you should have enough food."
"If I don't have enough food and drink, I won't even have the strength to rob someone on the road."
"As you wish."
Yu Qingdong was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.
Although the power of Qianhe Bay is not small, it is second only to Erlong Mountain.
However, the manpower in Qianhewan is too mediocre, most of them are ordinary people, and it is difficult to achieve success.
The same goes for Evil Wind Valley.
Seeing that they had done a good job in besieging Zhao Ping, Yu Qingdong reluctantly agreed.
Some people were left to help carry the "bodies" and serve the "injured".
Mao Shiba was grateful and led his men to follow the large army.
The distance is getting closer.
Seeing that it was less than a hundred meters away, He Zhou whispered in Qingdong's ear: "Master, I always have a bad feeling. Will we be fooled?"
He spoke in a low voice.
But Mao Shiba has been following them and paying attention to their actions.
Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could roughly tell what He Zhou was talking about from the shape of his mouth.
He hurriedly stood up and said: "Master Yu, in order to reduce your doubts, please allow me to lead the team to the edge of the cliff, press Zhao Ping and others in front of you, and then chop off his head."
"So best."
Yu Qingdong listened very much to his master and agreed to Mao Shiba.
"A bunch of idiots."
Mao Shiba sneered in his heart.
Secretly, he admired Zhao Ping.
To be able to predict the opponent's prediction is simply a monster.
When discussing strategies previously, Zhao Ping said that Yu Qingdong and others might become suspicious.
At that time, let Mao Shiba step forward and volunteer.
This is indeed the result.
Just following the master's plan, he was able to lead his men to the edge of the cliff and distance themselves from those people.
When Mao Shiba arrived, Zhao Ping ordered Wen Qi to light the firewood next to him.
The bottom of the firewood is dry and the top is wet.
After burning, thick smoke came out.
This is the signal.
There were no mobile phones or radios in the Dawei Dynasty.
There were not even fireworks or flares, so Zhao Ping could only use an extremely primitive method of delivering messages - smoke.
"Hey, why is there smoke?"
Yu Qingdong looked at the billowing smoke and said doubtfully.
"No, it's a signal. We've been fooled."
He Zhou has rich experience and is not good at secret tricks.
He said loudly: "Master, let's retreat quickly."
"Fooled?"
Yu Qingdong wondered: "What did you get fooled?"
"That adds up to five to six thousand people, and they have already forced Zhao Ping into a corner. Even if they are fooled again, will they still be able to fly?"
"Don't talk about retreat."
"All attacks, even if we use human heads, I will kill Zhao Ping today."
"And Mao Shiba, how dare you deceive me..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound.
Then the bandits behind him became a mess.
"There are rocks."
"The divine stone dropped from the sky and killed seven or eight brothers."
"My dear, it's incredible. Even God is helping Zhao Ping, so why are we still attacking? Hurry up and run."
boom!
boom!
boom!
Stones the size of human heads fell from the sky, killing countless people.
The bandits screamed and cried for their fathers and mothers.
Some people even knelt on the ground and prayed to God not to rain down any more stones.
I really can’t stand it!
"There's an ambush above."
He Zhou raised his eyes and took a look.
Nothing could be seen except larger and larger rocks falling from the sky.
But he knew they had fallen into a trap.
He grabbed Yu Qingdong and ran away.
But Yu Qingdong broke free.
"What are you running for?"
Yu Qingdong shouted angrily, "Look at those people who escaped?"
"Basically all of them were stoned to death."
"Look at Mao Shiba, Zhao Ping and the others, there's nothing wrong with them."
"I think we should rush forward and rush to the edge of the cliff. Even if someone throws stones from above, they can't hit us."
"Yes, that's a good idea."
He Zhou praised.
Unexpectedly, Yu Qingdong could remain calm at a critical moment.
Not only did they discover this, but Yao Hong, Dai Qinghe, Zhang Heima and others also discovered this.
Immediately gather men and rush forward.
Ahead, Zhao Ping's temporary camp was set up.
Zuo Zhigang said excitedly: "Mr. Zhao, you are still smart. You actually ambush people above in advance and kill these people by throwing stones."
"It can indeed catch them all in one fell swoop."
"We are going to become famous in one battle."
"Don't think it's okay, prepare to fight."
Zhao Ping kicked him and said angrily: "The other party is currently in chaos and may not be able to see the situation."
"But in the face of life and death, a person's potential can often be stimulated. They will soon find that there are no falling rocks here and it is a safe place. They will definitely rush here risklessly."
"We must defend and never let him get close."
"Hahaha, Mr. Zhao, don't worry, we have Zhuge Liannu here. The faster they charge, the faster they will die."
Zuo Zhigang waved the Zhuge Liannu in his hand, not taking it seriously at all.
Mao Shiba was extremely cautious.
More than 5,000 people rushed together. Even if someone threw stones, it would be difficult to kill all those people.
If you can smash half of them to death, it's considered a high-quality incense.
The next step will definitely be a tough battle.
As for Zhuge Liannu, Mao Shiba didn't take it seriously at all.
After all, I have never seen it before, so I have no idea what it is used for.
He grasped the black knife in his hand and prepared for battle.
You must perform well and strive to be appreciated by Mr. Zhao.
Indeed, as Zhao Ping thought, bandits are not fools. In critical moments of life and death, their minds are more flexible.
Not only did he think that he could survive by rushing forward.
Know how to keep distance.
In this way, even if the stone thrown from above hits someone, it will not knock down a large area like before.
There were even a lot of stones thrown into the air.
Wait for them to rush to the edge of the cliff and kill Zhao Ping.
Not only can you survive, but you can also receive a reward.
One by one, they rushed forward desperately.
"shooting!"
When he was eighty meters away, Zhao Ping gave the order.
