"Uh...Miss Guo, it's me."
There was silence in the room for a moment.
"Uh-"
The door was gently opened a crack. She was wrapped in clothes, her long hair untied covering the side of her face, and her eyes were quite cold:
"You stayed up late at night and ran to a woman's door. What's your motive?"
Song Che knew that he couldn't delay any longer. He took a deep breath and said bluntly: "Someone is going to attack the stronghold. They are coming soon. Quickly organize a militia for defense!"
"What!"
Guo Shuyun opened the door, shocked and confused: "How...how did you know about it?"
"You don't care how I learned about it. The situation is urgent anyway. Act quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to build up combat effectiveness in a short time due to lack of people in the dead of night!"
Seeing that Song Che looked so anxious, Guo Shuyun didn't think much, went back to the room, took out a bolide, and shot it towards the night sky——
"Whoops!"
Meteors streak across the night sky.
In an instant, the silent village came to life completely, and fires were lit from door to door.
"What happened!"
Zouping, Kuijin and Gezan, the three masters, rushed over.
"An enemy is attacking the village at night, hurry! Go and line up to guard the village gate!" Guo Shuyun shouted.
Zouping and Gezan turned around and ran towards the entrance of the village, shouting as they walked to rally the villagers.
"Shu Yun, now you should understand why I insist on killing him, right?" Kui Jin shook his head in disappointment, glared at Song Che, and chased after him.
Guo Shuyun glanced at Song Che with the corner of her eye, and there were thousands of emotions in just one glance, "I hope your intelligence is worthy of the village." She turned around and rushed into the living room. When she came out again, she had put on the gilt armor.
The cohesion of the village is very strong. From the time the fireball emitted to the light disappearing, in less than half a quarter of an hour, all the people gathered at the gate of the village.
The village of 1,800 people gathered more than 1,600 people, excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not walk.
The fire lit up the night, and the determination to defend their homeland burned like a fire in the hearts of every villager.
Enemies also appeared.
At a glance, we can see that there are no less than 2,000 people on the other side, and all of them are strong soldiers and horses, holding sharp weapons. Judging from their appearance, they are not the Liang army, nor do they look like the Hu people.
"They are the horse bandits under Master Hala!"
In the chaotic Northwest, there must be more than one group of horse bandits.
It's the horse bandits and not the army, which can be considered the good news among the bad news.
"Master Hala, your troops and our village have always been in harmony with each other. Why did you lead your troops here tonight?" Guo Shuyun stood on the wall and shouted to the bottom of the wall.
A rough and arrogant man with a machete on his shoulder stepped out of the group. He shouted in response:
"Although I don't know how you knew that I was coming tonight, since you are all here, I won't tell you any more - I heard that your village picked up a human treasure who can refine salt, and everyone licked the blood from his knife. If you are rich, let’s make a fortune together!”
Guo Shuyun frowned and glanced at Song Che beside her.
The village has always been closed and conservative. How did these bandits learn about the refined salt?
Song Che looked at Kui Jin coldly.
During the days when the village was closed, only caravans transporting salt came and went.
Kui Jin's eyes were indifferent and he remained calm.
Guo Shuyun replied loudly:
"What is refined salt and not refined salt? How can we, a small village, afford refined salt? If Young Leader Hala wants refined salt, he can just go to Xiliang City and get it himself!"
"Chief Guo, we are all on the same path, why did you lie to me? If I didn't have accurate information, how could I bring so many brothers to you?"
Master Hala shouted: "I heard that last month, someone ransacked the market and captured a group of Daliang merchants. Looking at the entire northwest, I am afraid that except for Leader Guo, no one with such courage can be found. Is it the second person?"
"You don't have to slander anyone, our village... has never looted the market!"
"Whether the disaster has happened or not, you and I know it well... If Chief Guo hands over the merchant who can make refined salt, we will become people in the same boat. Even if there is an attack in Xiliang Mansion in the future, our two families can work together Advance and retreat, right?”
Master Hala raised his finger and pointed at the rising sun in the sky, and said: "The heads of the family can discuss it together. If you still can't make a decision when the sun climbs over the mountain, don't blame me for not thinking about our comrades. "
"Son of a bitch!" Guo Shuyun punched the wall pier hard.
Zouping said angrily: "Miss, this thief has gone too far. He dares to come to our door and demand someone. Why should we be afraid of him? We will fight him today!"
"No."
Kuijin advised: "The Hala tribe is full of extremely vicious gangsters. Excluding the old, weak, women and children, we only have a few thousand people who can fight. Even if we can defend the village, many people will be sacrificed in this battle, and the gains outweigh the losses."
His intentions were clear.
He glanced sideways at Song Che: "Anyway, we have mastered the method of refining refined salt, so why not hand over Boss Song and the others. In this way, not only can we make good friends with the Hala tribe, but we can also protect ourselves."
"No!" Zouping objected immediately, "Boss Song refined salt and saved countless of our children and villagers. If we hand him over, wouldn't we be repaying kindness with enmity!"
"Zou Ping, I know that he has saved your life, but in everything you do, you must put the overall situation first. If Major General Hala tells the Xiliang Mansion about the robbery of our village, Daliang will definitely send troops to encircle and suppress it. What about the more than 1,800 people?"
Kui Jin turned to look at Song Che and said with a smile: "Boss Song is so kind and righteous on weekdays, so he must not be able to bear to see the villagers suffer, right?
Furthermore, you just heard how Master Nahala described you. He called you a 'human treasure'. A person who knows how to refine salt will be popular everywhere.
Hala Shao’s tribe is much larger than ours. With Boss Song’s talent, he will definitely be able to show his talents there. "
Song Che also responded with a smile: "As I said when I first came to Guizhai, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Your knife is on my neck. I have no reason to refuse anything you ask me to do. But ,"
He glanced sideways at Guo Shuyun beside him, "I feel that after a few days of getting along with each other, your boss can no longer let me go."
Kui Jin glared: "You——"
"enough!"
Guo Shuyun stopped the quarrel, pointed to Hala Shao under the wall and said to Kui Jin: "Have you forgotten that our village has never been a bandit? If you really hand Song Che over, you will be collaborating with them. That is the way to go." Throw dirty water on yourself!"
"Shu Yun, this is the way to survive in the cracks——"
"Stop talking!"
Guo Shuyun scolded Kuijin again, turned around and cursed the Hala minority under the wall:
"You guys can't change the shit-eating gangsters. If you have the guts, come here. Even if we fight to the last drop of our blood, we will never be coerced by you!"
"good!"
The villagers shouted in unison, Guo Shuyun's will is their will!
