Chapter 173 Cut him off for me
These words of affirmation came out of Bai Dashan's mouth. People who were still not sure were convinced, and they immediately cheered: "Oh - I won, I won~~~"
"Great!"
"I thought I was going to explain it here today."
"Yeah, I thought I was going to go down to see my ancestors today."
"It's great. I didn't expect that we actually won..."
Many people's hands and feet were weak, but they grinned and looked at the people next to them, as if they were dreaming for a while.
It was like cutting off the rope, throwing some stones, and then watching the caravan people keep shooting arrows. Each arrow made a loud noise, and then there was another explosion...
They didn't even meet the rebels, and none of their arms or legs were injured. If they were injured, they accidentally broke their skin while carrying rocks.
While they were happy, some people also murmured: "Do you think the people who came down the mountain before would regret it if they knew about it?"
"Definitely!"
"If you regret it, regret it. Anyway, they don't stand with us. They choose their own path."
"People like them, there is no guarantee that the rebels could have found them so quickly because they showed the way."
It has to be said that people still understand some characteristics of human nature.
The people who came down the mountain did regret it. They regretted it when they were caught. They regretted it even more when they heard that the people on the mountain had won.
If he had known earlier, he would have stayed on the mountain.
Yang Song began to speak quietly again: "Sir, the people from Baijiabao Caravan have definitely been trained."
Without training, how could a caravan coordinate so well and accurately defeat two thousand rebels.
Except for Bai Dacheng's group who briefly came into contact with the rebels, the rest of the group never even saw the rebels' faces.
Lu Xiaohao: "Yeah."
Of course he saw it too.
Everyone in the caravan, young and old, knows exactly what team should do and which part is responsible for what.
Even children as young as seven or eight years old will help carry supplies, such as delivering water and dry food.
"Sir, how about we ask them for help?" Yang Song said, his eyes full of excitement and excitement.
If the master has these people to help, then...
"Please? Help?"
Lu Xiaohao asked leisurely: "What should we ask for?"
"Uh..."
He looked at the people in Taohua Village who did not dare to relax even if they won the battle, and continued to ask: "Do you want the children in the caravan who are two or three years younger than you and me to go to the battlefield?"
"Or should we let the old men and women in the caravan with frost-stained temples fight with others?"
"Or, let the potbellied women and children in the caravan fight to the death with the rebels?"
"Ah, this..." Yang Song's excitement deflated like a punctured balloon.
Lu Xiaohao: "The Baijiabao caravan only has more than 200 people, half of whom are old and weak, but the young and middle-aged are very powerful."
"But do you think they would be willing to leave the old and weak in the team to fight something?"
"Why are they willing to do this for me?"
"Even if they are willing, how many enemies can be wiped out with just these people? Ten? One hundred? Five hundred?"
When Yang Song heard this, he opened and closed his mouth for a while, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Sir, this subordinate takes it too much for granted."
The master is right. In the current situation, even if more than 200 people from the Baijiabao caravan join the battle, it will not help.
If there are twenty or thirty thousand people like Baijiabao Caravan, why can't they solve the master's dilemma?
Knowing that the rebels would not come again soon, Bai Dashan began to arrange for people to clean up the battlefield. The bomb just happened to create three or four big craters, saving us the trouble of digging them.
Some of the rebel war horses were frightened and ran away, but some were left behind as they ran up the mountain.
After counting, there were more than thirty intact horses, which were distributed to the people who stayed behind, one horse per family.
As a result, the people who stayed behind became even more excited.
I didn't put in much effort, but I still got some points.
This is a horse. They have never touched it before, but now they have one at home. Staying here is indeed the wisest choice.
Everyone knew that Baitao was in charge of the Baijiabao caravan. Everyone was excited and praised: "My little boss is a good person."
"Yes, she is the best person in the world."
"My little boss will live a long life."
"Yes, people like Xiaodong will definitely live a long time..."
"When I settle down, I must go to a nearby temple and offer a lamp of longevity to my little boss."
As for the half-dead horses that had been blown up by the bombs, they were all slaughtered.
Spread salt on the horse meat and hang it in a wind outlet overnight to turn into frozen meat, which is easier to store in such weather.
The rebels also had some money and items with them. This time, under Baitao's instructions, no one in Taohua Village was allowed to touch them.
As long as the corpses are sorted, transported and thrown into the pit, you can keep whatever you find.
So many women had the courage to take their seven or eight-year-old children to carry the corpses and search for belongings.
No one gave up even if their hands and feet became weak from fear and they were nauseated several times.
Anyway, I'm used to it after spitting it out, but opportunities like this don't come often. If I'm afraid of not participating, I'll just wait to die of poverty and starvation.
Many rebels were bombed and their bodies were not intact, so the cleaners simply shoveled up the soil and dumped it into the big pit before burying it together.
It took less than two hours to fight the rebels, but it took several hours to clean up the battlefield.
It was already dark, and there was still an area that had not yet been cleaned.
"Come on, come on, everyone, take a rest and eat some food before we do it."
The meat for dinner was horse meat. Except for a few people who were weak-minded and couldn't swallow it, the others ate horse bone soup and horse meat, which was delicious.
After all, they have been busy all afternoon and are already starving. This will make them stir-fry wild vegetables and eat jujubes happily.
Not to mention that they haven't been able to eat meat with open stomachs for several years.
When the rebels besieging Yancheng got the news, the coach was furious.
"You said you were defeated by a caravan with two to three hundred people fleeing?"
"Do you think I'm stupid or easy to fool?"
"Come here, take him out and chop him down!"
Is it unreasonable to think that he is a fool? !
All the large and small caravans encountered along the way were destroyed.
The few guards in the caravan are enough to scare some ordinary people, but they are good enough not to scare the shit out of them when encountering a large group of bandits, let alone an army of two thousand people.
"You'd better tell the truth to me, otherwise you won't even want your head!"
The flag commanders of the two teams had already died in Ermao Mountain, leaving only two small flag commanders.
Unexpectedly, one of them had his head chopped off as soon as he reported it, and the other, a small flag leader, was so frightened that his legs went weak. He sat down on the ground, his face pale, and he kept shouting about injustice.
"Coach, it's true, we didn't lie."
"Although the other party is just a caravan, it has a lot of people and horses. The guards are also extremely experienced, and their weapons and equipment are very powerful."
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