The dew hit the archer's nose, he was still holding the bowstring tightly in his hands, and the leaves fell on his head, he was still calm, with only the goal in his eyes, as if time had frozen.

The ranger standing guard looked at the living statue in front of him, and his concentration was admirable.

"Old Mao, are you going to shoot at this group of Cao Jun again?"

There were no words, only the sound of the bowstring responding to him.

With a scream, a soldier guarding the siege ramp fell down.

"The first arrow, a good start!"

A long-lost smile appeared on the old cat's face. He took out the flagon and took two sips, and immediately jumped off the wooden wall.

The rangers and grass bandits around saw his movements and realized what happened, and they looked for a place to hide.

"Bowman ready, let go!"

The next moment, hundreds of arrows crossed the city wall and landed in the cottage in retaliation, and even a few arrows were stuck in the walls of some huts.

"Damn old cat, look at the good things you have done, how many times have I told you not to provoke people in the slope, but you just don't listen!"

Lao Mao's small actions inevitably aroused the dissatisfaction of the rangers, but he didn't care, and still went his own way.

"Is there anything wrong? I have shot five Cao Jun in the past few days. This is a great achievement."

But today's revenge, will it be a little more serious?

...

The army is assembled, the bows and crossbows are strung, and the battle clouds in the barracks below the mountain are dense.

"Return, do you think you need to boost the morale of the boys?"

"Reporting to the general army, there is nothing wrong with boosting the morale of the army."

"OK then."

Jiang Zhe took a deep breath and looked at the army in front of him, "Your loyalty to the general will be rewarded!"

"For victory!"

All the soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly, shouting for their generals.

It seems that with just one sentence, Jiang Zhe has completed the mobilization of the army. The morale of the soldiers is high and they vow to avenge their defeat. They will take down this cottage in one fell swoop and dedicate it to the general.

This time, the two infantry lieutenants led the troops to attack head-on, which can be regarded as making up for it.

"All troops advance!"

The captain gave an order, and the infantry marched along the newly built road.

Without the obstacles of mountains, forests and vegetation, these professionally trained soldiers can finally form a square formation, no longer restricted by the terrain, and avoid the tragedy of being ambushed like last time.

In the woods on both sides of the road, the soldiers formed teams under the leadership of their respective corporals and advanced in a net-like manner, with their respective centurions following to supervise the battle not far away.

With double guarantees, the rangers who wanted to repeat the same tricks had no way to start. Some boldly thought that they couldn't fight the phalanx, and couldn't bully these scattered soldiers?
What was waiting for him was the besieging by the whole army of soldiers. Two fists were no match for four hands.

After sporadic battles, the main force had already seen the end of the road, and some of the soldiers who were ordered to stay behind had already set up wooden baffles as cover, and were here to meet the follow-up troops.

"What's the situation ahead? Are there any changes in the enemy army?"

Several centurions in charge of defense were gathered around the captain to report the current situation.

After receiving information that everything was normal and there was no information about going out of the city for a decisive battle, the captain slowly stood up and said: "Since the opponent wants to be a coward, it's time for us to attack."

"Pass the order, the crossbowmen are out, and the infantry is approaching!"

...

"Cao thief is attacking, prepare to fight!"

The rangers on the city wall had also prepared long ago, taking out their various bows and arrows and shooting away.

Naturally, there will be more violent arrow rain. The quality of bows and arrows is not as good as the following professional archers, and the number is insufficient, let alone more crossbowmen joining the battle.

Under the double suppression, these Jianghu people who were fond of swordsmanship were quickly defeated and jumped off the city wall to seek shelter.

Who told them that they didn't have a few pairs of armor at all? With the implementation of the "Banning Armor Order", it is a capital offense to hide armor privately. If you collect all three armors, you can receive a gift package that will be cut in half and abandoned in the city. this ban.

These rangers hiding in Tibet soon found a new point of retaliation - the tower.

Two square towers stood on the city wall, and the tops of the towers were strong enough to defend against any arrows. In such a safe place, even a child could fight back calmly.

"Die, thief Cao!"

Some bloodthirsty rangers kept throwing arrows in such a good place, and tried to confirm how many people they shot. This is the best way to talk to colleagues after dinner.

In the meeting hall in the village, when he learned that the army had appeared in front of his eyes, the village owner was anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"Second master, owner of Zhouzhuang, you should quickly think of a way, don't say a word."

"Don't worry, the owner of the village, here is as strong as a soup (not) Cao Jun will not be able to fight in for a while."

"Going back to the master, the ranger sent to deliver the letter has been away for a long time, I believe Yuan Taiwei's men will arrive soon."

With the double protection of the two of them, the village owner finally calmed down, maybe it was because of the previous nervousness that made him a little thirsty, and he drank the tea in the bowl in big gulps.

Think about it, this cottage is also the painstaking effort passed down from the grandfather, and it cannot be destroyed in my own hands.

In fact, this village owner has no real talents and learning, and he can achieve today's achievements basically by working hard.

With the help of his ancestor's prestige, all the big and small forces in the world will sell him face, and they have to help him with anything.

Seeing that no one was talking about the defense, the owner of Zhou Zhuang got up slowly, bowed and said: "The fool's wedding has been planned for many days, why don't you get married earlier to cheer everyone up, and Cao Jun will definitely be defeated."

"Okay, okay... Just as you said, the wedding will be held tomorrow."

The village owner was a little tired and drowsy, and vaguely heard the words that could defeat Cao Jun, no matter what it was, he agreed first, and then fell asleep on the chair.

The owner of the boat owner who got the affirmation did not show his face, thanked him and retreated, and wanted to tell his turtle egg son the good news.

Hearing that he was going to get married tomorrow, and completely made Wan'er his own, he was overjoyed but hesitant.

"It's better to get married earlier, but Master, I'm afraid of Wan'er..."

"What are you afraid of?" The owner let out a disdainful "heh", "A weak woman can have some strength, even if she is pulled hard, she will be sent to your bed!"

At this moment, Wan'er, who only survived on water and a small amount of food every day, lay weak on the bed, not knowing how long she could last.

Ke Lian waited by the bed for a moment, watching her sister's originally plump, soft and energetic face gradually thinning, and she shed tears.

"Brother Jiang, why haven't you come back, please come and save my sister."

Ke Lian had dreamed more than once that the three of them lived happily together, but the feeling was the strongest now, but her identity... was a bit special.

"Father, Auntie, please bless your brothers and sisters in heaven, everything will be safe." The girl clasped her hands together and prayed silently.

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