Chapter 175 Long Night and Many Dreams
Bai Dashan looked at the big and fragrant peach in his hand, then at the white peach who was about to go back to the tent, and grinned: "Thank you, grandma."
Although my aunt will definitely give it to other villagers later, my aunt gave it to him first, which is different!
If there weren't so many things to arrange at the moment, Bai Dashan would probably show off to the whole village with two big peaches.
As long as rocks and spikes move, people in the col will inevitably know about it. Of course, Bai Dashan has no intention of hiding it.
People were coming and going carrying rocks and spikes, and Yang Song also saw this scene.
"Master, Master, looking at this situation, the rebels must be looking for trouble again." Otherwise, they wouldn't have started causing trouble again.
Lu Xiaohao: "Well, that's not surprising."
The rebels are defeated here and they must find their way back. Moreover, they have heard that this is a large caravan transporting a lot of supplies, so they will not let it go.
At this time, Bai Dashan was making arrangements not far away and said: "Everyone, hurry up. The rebels have already left the camp and will be here in less than two hours."
Yang Song lowered his voice when he heard this: "Sir, aren't you curious how they knew the rebels were coming from such a distance?"
Bai Dashan has always been on the mountain, or in other words, the people from the Baijiabao caravan seemed to be on the mountain. How could they know what was going on down the mountain?
"I'm not curious!" Lu Xiaohao said in his heart, as if I would know just because I was curious.
Don't they just send people to keep an eye on them, and then spread the news once they find out?
As for the channels for transmitting news, there are so many strange ways that outsiders can easily know.
"Oh." Yang Song's desire for gossip was interrupted.
He suddenly felt that talking to his master was not as interesting as chatting with the old men and women in the Baijiapu caravan during his free time.
However, Yang Song was quiet for a while.
"Sir, when you told Miss Bai your last name, she didn't seem to have any reaction." After saying this, Yang Song looked around, and when he saw no one was there, his voice lowered again.
Lu Xiaohao: "Yeah."
Yang Song continued to guess: "Master, do you think Miss Bai really doesn't care or is she hiding it... and not reacting?"
He originally wanted to say it was hidden deep, but when he thought about it, Miss Bai was only six years old and still a little baby.
But Miss Bai doesn't know if she can understand. There are many adults in the Baijiabao caravan.
How could they not know that they were traveling all over the country?
The royal family of the Jin Dynasty was named Lu. This is something everyone knows.
His masters all confessed, but the reaction from the Baijiabao caravan was mediocre.
Not to mention anything else, let’s just talk about lunch, and I didn’t give two more pieces of meat.
Lu Xiaohao frowned slightly but said nothing.
Yang Song thought for a while and said: "Although Miss Bai is not old, I think that a person as smart, courageous and resolute as she is should not be unclear."
How did the two masters and servants know that Baitao came from time-to-time and fled with a whole village? How did they know the surnames of the Jin royal family?
Taohua Village used to be located in a remote area, and the villagers had to be busy with food, drink, and diarrhea every day. In ancient times, the names of royal family members were extremely taboo and were not allowed to be mentioned, otherwise no one would know about it.
In ancient times when transportation and news were inconvenient, sometimes the emperor changed for several years, and some villages may not know it.
The people sent by the rebels this time were really good. As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they sent out people to attack tentatively, one hundred and eighty people at a time.
After coming down three or four times, although there were many casualties each time, we also found out what weapons the people on the mountain had.
It was quite powerful to actually tie gunpowder bullets to the arrows, but the rebels did not dare to try it easily.
The rebels guarding the bottom of the mountain had figured out the types of weapons that went up the mountain, but they didn't know that there was an uncertain factor in the existence of white peaches in Taohua Village.
"Auntie, they are setting up camp, and they don't seem to be planning to attack." Bai Dashan held up his telescope and ran over to report.
"It's not surprising. We occupy a good position and are really disadvantageous to them on the mountain road." Bai Taoxin said, no matter who it was, he would not let his men die in vain. In today's exploratory attack, the opponent lost more than 200 people, and they must find an opportunity to avenge their disgrace.
"The night is long and the dreams are many."
It was a bit windy on the mountain, but when Bai Tao's words fell into Bai Dashan's ears, they had another meaning.
"Auntie, are you saying that they will attack at night?"
Baitao thought for a moment and nodded: "Most likely, yes." Otherwise, why would he be standing at the foot of the mountain?
The soldiers were very fast. The rebels had besieged Yancheng for so long, and there were so many people. The daily consumption of people eating horses and chewing was a big loss, otherwise they wouldn't have sent people everywhere to loot and "requisition food".
Although most people in ancient times suffered from night blindness, on cold windy nights, when the rebels at the foot of the mountain wanted to attack up the mountain, the chances of winning at night were higher than during the day.
The rebels at the foot of the mountain really had this idea, so at this time they had already buried pots to make rice, preparing to eat and drink enough, take a good sleep, and attack the mountain in the middle of the night.
The rebels were busy at the foot of the mountain, and they were not idle in Taohua Village either.
In an open space, several boxes were scattered aside, and some parts were carefully placed aside.
The heads of several people were leaning against each other, and their shoulders were leaning against each other, with solemn expressions.
"Is that so?"
"Why don't I feel right?"
"Is it a mistake?"
"Mu Cheng, can you do it?"
"I feel like I spelled it wrong."
"Don't bother me." Bai Mucheng didn't even raise his head, and glanced back and forth at the parts in his hand: "This thing is very powerful, I have to study it carefully."
At this time, Bai Dashan passed by and saw that the parts had not been spliced together. He couldn't help but frowned: "Which aircraft is this?"
"The first one."
Bai Dashan was surprised: "You didn't even get the first one?"
"Yeah."
Someone else said: "Mu Cheng said that this thing is complicated and he needs to study it carefully."
Bai Dashan's forehead twitched, and he said angrily: "It takes two days of research. If you don't assemble it at dawn, it will be fatal if you spell it wrong in the dark and it doesn't work."
This is a big killing weapon used by the rebels. There is no way to delay it.
Only then did Bai Mucheng raise his head and said, "Village Chief, I know."
He doesn't know, but the first one really needs to be thought through.
Seeing this, Bai Dashan suddenly said: "You don't understand, right?"
"Uh..." Bai Mucheng paused awkwardly and explained: "I need some time. These things are too delicate. If you don't think them through, installing one will be a problem, let alone five."
After all, I just don’t understand.
Bai Dashan almost rolled his eyes: "Just follow the instructions."
"Isn't it provided with an instruction manual? Please read the instruction manual and follow it step by step." Doesn't he need to teach me this?
"Huh? Instructions?"
This time it was Bai Mucheng's turn to look confused.