In Xiangyang, the edge of the big siege between the mountains, the more you go in the reed marsh that is nearly September, the more golden and white it becomes. On the edge of a low mound extending from the hills in the distance, a small fishing village standing around the water is scattered in a mess.

Murong Wu, who brought people to hide in the reeds and had to endure the bites of these various mosquitoes, regretted it again because in the mirror where he specially applied for a long water grinding tube, this was a very cold and ordinary fishing village.

Soaked white-haired wooden boats, all kinds of ragged objects and patched drying clothes, dirty mud covered with sewage and filth, and vague figures wrapped in patchwork of ragged cloth.

Just like the exile settlements that were once cleared by the Taiping Army along the prefectures and counties in the Yunmeng Daze area. He mobilized such a large number of troops to seek expedient measures and mobilized cooperative personnel from the local area, not just to clear out the entire escaped settlement of fish-like escaped people.

Although this big problem may not necessarily result in substantial punishment, it is no longer so easy to use the corresponding expedients and opportunities at one time. Since the future of eating a public meal is, he is unwilling to turn back and be a small businessman who can be fishy anyone.

Although he consciously agreed with the Taiping Army's concept and proposition of seeking survival for the people, working hard to fight and acting in a unified manner in the retraining class, he also wanted to find a future for himself.

Murong Ke, who had been unwilling to give up, suddenly noticed a detail. These fishermen who were vaguely staying in the village were too strong, with few dishes and pale faces and thin skin that were generally seen in famine years.

Then, from this point, Murong Wu thought of more dissonances again. There were not many signs of the activities of the elderly, weak, women and children. Moreover, it should be the afternoon when the strong laborers were working outside to catch fish, and there were still these young and strong people staying in the village.

However, while thinking and speculation, he saw someone on the water surface of the other end of the village, and rushed into the village in a hurry. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and the guess that the news had leaked appeared in his heart. Murong Wu quickly shouted to the back:

"Come on, move quickly, forty people wearing hangs rushed up along the coast... The others took their bows and arrows to surround the water. If there were any abnormal movements or escapes, they would first fire the arrows and then shoot them over."

Then he turned to the literary scholar again.

"This gentleman and your people stay here first, and do the final response just in case..."

After explaining these moments, Murong Ke, who was wearing his upper body with leather armor and leather knee pads and hand-patterns, quickly approached the edge of the fishing village amid the movements of the grass like waves, and began to bypass the wooden stakes wrapped around the dry thorns and go inwards.

Although there were only forty people wearing various old protective gear behind him, they were trotting and sprinting while following him. There was no other unnecessary sound except breathing. This made him feel a little more admiration and confidence. He is worthy of being the center village near the center, and his daily conduct is very decent.

After rushing out of the gap in the wooden stake, they suddenly spread to both sides, and shouted suddenly under Murong Mu's leadership:

"The patrol team was ordered to arrest the thief. The man from Neiwu came out quickly and surrendered. Those who dared to stop the disobedient were killed without mercy."

"Snatch it quickly."

"It's better to kill without mercy..."

The people following behind him suddenly shouted neatly. In an instant, they were like dozens of people shouting out a group of people. In addition, they were accompanied by sharp whistles and gongs that kept blowing from all over the place, as if they were surrounded by a large army.

At this time, the fishing village finally responded, and saw the curling fireworks appear one after another. This made Murong Tuo, who had already touched the nearest firewood hut, immediately stunned. Then there were uneven shouts.

"The lackey who killed the god..."

"No, it's the Taiping thief who is here to kill him..."

"Fight with these dog thieves..."

"If you don't leave quickly, you still can't settle here..."

"Catch the guy and follow me to fight for a way out."

At this moment, Murong Tuo was about to stir up and boil when he heard the sound. He was originally just chasing some people who caught criminals, and at most, there were desperate people who were accomplices of the tiger. However, he did not expect that he would encounter suspected anti-rebels in this place that was only half a day away from the newly established Central Tun Village.

This is a more intense credit than the ordinary thief catching, but then he became a little worried. It seemed that he was a little arrogant. I wonder if he could ambush these unknown rebels by relying on the manpower he brought.

However, before he could think too much, people in groups of three or two rushed out of the fireworks in the house that had been lit one after another. Then they saw those members of the patrol team who were restless and restless after following Murong Gu hidden himself under the room. Someone could not help but lift the spear tips that were slanted on the ground, and stabbed them fiercely.

The two people running in the front were immediately stabbed to the ground unexpectedly, but the armed thieves behind them did not hesitate to cross their bloody companions and wield different swords and axes to kill them.

Then, the crossbowman in the team hurriedly pressed the arrow box and shot a short arrow like flying, and shot it around and fell to the ground. Then someone waved his knife and rushed forward and slashed it completely to end his life.

"The player is in front of me to cover it, protecting both sides with his spear, and the crossbow is in the middle, and everyone follows me to kill in..."

At this moment, Murong Ke, who was a little embarrassed to get rid of the tiger, gritted his teeth and immediately decided.

On the water surface of the other end of the village, a group of people also ran to the shore in panic and scattered on the dozen large and small fishing boats. At this time, the sound of gongs and whistles in the grass began to change their tone again.

At this time, the water was whistling like a thundering sound of birds passing by, and like a swarm of locusts that were disturbed. In an instant, a jagged scream and scream were stirred up on the fishing boat that had just rowed out not far from the shore.

It was the white feathered arrow shaft and the tailless short arrow that splashed down. The former penetrated the person who was rowing the oar and nailed it to the boat board and the boat gang, struggling and screaming, unable to get rid of it.

The latter was a low-curve figure that was almost unable to dodge on the boat, and fell into the clear river water near the shore, splashing a cloud of turbid mud and sand mixed with blood.

Then with the sound of closer whistles, many river boats loaded with five or six crossbowmen suddenly drove out from the splashes of these reed marshes, but they passed through one after another. When they were added to the shore and fishing boats, they were stunned and confused. The crowd continued to radiate their bows.

Suddenly, it was like a sudden rain, causing tragic casualties and corresponding dispersion effects. At this time, a rapid and fierce fighting and shouting sound came from behind the reeds.

The thieves who were running away were chopping and fighting all the way, and Murong Tuo, who finally rushed into the village, encountered trouble again. The thieves who emerged from the fireworks circled around, seemed to be killing more and more;

As the initial momentum and momentum gradually faded, casualties and falling behind appeared one after another in this small temporary team, especially those rocks that suddenly flew over the fireworks and the cold arrows that attacked sneak attacks.

He was too arrogant. While being upset and regretful, Murong Gu ordered the remaining half of the people around him to retreat into a slightly decent house.

Then he was stunned. In the heavy odor and the dry black blood stains on the walls, he saw many corpses stacked randomly, both men, women, young and old, and their hands and feet were very thin and dark. It was obviously the original residents of this fishing village.

Then, in amid some re-agitated indignation and excitement, they piled up simple houses to resist the clamor of the outside, and kept projecting rocks and cold arrows, while swinging from the wall panel behind them, slashing out a crack enough for people to cross.

When Murong Gu led his men to climb out of the fragile back wall and detoured through the narrow back ridge and the edge of the thatched roof. When the thief who were shooting arrows and throwing stones hard, they were still trying to light a few bundles of firewood without realizing it, as if they wanted to burn them out.

Then, he rushed forward in a quiet voice, pinched his neck with one hand and stabbed the back of a strong thief in the back of the heart; then pushed and hit the other thief in another turning around, and put it on the back of the thief in his hand.

The other patrol team members followed suit and cut down one after another, letting the thieves closest to the closest, and fighting with the thieves who reacted. At this time, the team members who stayed in the room also came out and heard the sound, and Luo Shi formed a striking attack on these thieves.

When the fireworks in the fishing village finally went out, everything came to a final result. Murong Rou, who was covered in dust and covered in blood and sweat, also bandaged the wounds on his body with the help of others.

Although it looks scary, it does not hurt your muscles and will not leave any sequelae that affects your actions in the future; but it is a little scared to recall the scene of life and death that happened several times before.

The thieves and anti-rebels who were entrenched and hiding in this fishing village actually had three people of different backgrounds, so they showed completely different reactions after being sieged. However, the total number of them was probably more than the people he brought.

Unfortunately, after he killed one of the fleeing thieves, he ran into the smallest and most fierce one. They not only had bows and arrows but also had the cooperation methods of covering each other, so they almost forced Murong and his party to death.

Fortunately, before they finally fought hard, the small team of armored soldiers who stayed outside as a mobile phone not only defeated a group of thieves who were sneak attacking around, but also actively advanced to the village to support and respond under the cover of other crossbowmen.

With the support of these old soldiers who are obviously skilled in the ranks and equipped with all the equipment, they can easily break up the scattered thieves, and kill and force them to surrender one by one. Compared with the patrol teams with half of the casualties, they have not even been penetrated.

The person in charge of commanding all this was the middle-aged scholar known as "Mr. Yang". This made Murong Tu both panic and glad. This person was obviously a well-known figure in the Taiping Army.

What he did this time was too great than his responsibilities and duties. Although there were quite a few thieves who had been killed, most of them were found in the village to burn the full set of printing equipment and corresponding plate making; there were also many thieves who were robbed and killed by the merchants. But the patrol team who were transferred out to help had more than 20 casualties.

If he could prove and argue with such a person's position afterwards, his responsibilities and negligence would be at least exempted from a large part of his responsibility and mistakes. In this complicated mood of surviving the disaster, he could not control his endless gratitude and admiration all the way back.

"I must let me be a good friend and I will give you some thanks."

"I can't guarantee other things, but can't I afford to buy the fish in the river?"

"At present, the cheapest sellers from the other side from Xiangzhou to Ezhou are these water fish... and they often sell even cheaper than seasonal vegetables."

"Don't you know that the water fish are now all from the Taiping Army fleet. They are fished out with huge trawls and winches on the river. Any net is full of thousands of tails...

"So when it was dragged to the shore, the low price was too low for the fishermen in the vicinity, so they could only use it to pickle or chop it into sauce, make paste, or even serve as feed for livestock."

"How could this happen?... Then, what should I do if those fishermen do it?"

"Of course, they are allowed to make a living for small families, either joining the Taiping Navy or working in public fishing teams... After all, they have a lot of people and good equipment, and the small portal of single-ship canoeing can't compare to."

"Shopkeeper, come and serve fish dishes for me..."

"Okay, I don't know what color names you want for guests; I drink here three-flavored fish and four fish; I drink here five plates of fish and six portions of fish. If there are many people, there are eight-colored fish on a large table and twelve bowls of fish dishes...

"In addition to copper coins, if it is a meat ticket, cloth ticket, food ticket or blue-print entertainment book from the supply and marketing cooperative, it is fine to use it for a discount,"

"Give me a six-piece fish, but the fish meat needs to be fried crispy, the stew needs to be mixed with vinegar and garlic, and the tummy soup needs to be more spicy...

——I am the dividing line—

In the mountains and fields in Xiazhou,

"It's the demon tower built by this thief army..."

Someone pointed at the mountainside of the river flowing in the distance, and had already created most of the wall signal towers; he gritted his teeth and said to the many faces holding swords, firewood axes, fork handles, sticks and hammers behind him with various expressions:

"Master Zhang Yu has been able to perform with his own eyes. This is suppressing the land veins of our country and destroying the Feng Shui atmosphere of the place;"

"If this damage cannot be removed in time, let alone the weather in the future, I will be afraid that there will be continuous floods, droughts and famines for many years."
Chapter completed!