Reincarnated Tiger: Wu Song died at the start

The second child of the Li family has been busy greeting people there since the morning, and there is no one more suitable than the second child of the Li family in the whole village to arrange such things.

When Chen Xiu and the others arrived at the altar, the altar was already filled with such things as chickens, ducks, fish, meat, and pigs.

Seeing Zhou Guang, the second son of the Li family walked down and nodded slightly, "It's almost ready, just wait until the auspicious time."

Sacrifice, of course, has to wait for a good time.

With the arrangement of the sacrificial ceremony completely over, the hour is almost here.

Zhou Guang stood at the front alone, followed by the three brothers of the Li family, Wu Song and others who were in charge, and behind them were some captain-level figures, while the small captains could only lead their subordinates to line up behind.

Hundreds of people filled the school grounds to the brim.

Chen Xiu looked around, everyone looked solemn and solemn, and he also pretended to lie on the ground.

Soon, an old priest Zhou Guang, who had been kidnapped from a nearby village a few days ago, came to power.

"Fire the cannon!" The old sacrificial priest gave an order.

All around, a few bandits holding firecrackers directly ignited the firecrackers in their hands.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

In the blue sky and daylight, a few wisps of gunpowder smoke appeared in the sky, and then dissipated immediately.

Chen Xiu looked at the firecrackers and sighed with emotion.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, in fact, some people had already used gunpowder in military affairs.

Although the combat capabilities of the troops of the Song Dynasty were not good, the technology of the Song Dynasty was still ahead of the whole world, whether it was military industry or all aspects, it was good.

It's a pity that after the Yuan Dynasty came out, they didn't pay attention to this aspect.

Ming Dynasty picked it up again.

However, in the Qing Dynasty, another closed country came, and Huaxia, which invented gunpowder, was finally bullied for hundreds of years.

After the salute is over.

"Drumming!"

The solemn voice of sacrifice sounded again.

Three-way drums were placed on the left and right sides of the school grounds, and there were all strong men standing shirtless beside the drums. Following the priest's order, "Boom, boom, boom..." The intense drum sounded like raindrops.

"Recite the sacrificial oration!"

The priest began the following steps.

As the owner of the village, Zhou Guang took a few steps forward and took the sacrificial oration from the priest.

In Erlong Mountain, there are probably no more than two-handed people who can read and write, and Zhou Guang is one of them.

This person can be regarded as a talent, not only can read and write, it is said that he used to be a teacher, but he did not know what happened before he became a bandit, but he was also very ruthless in his actions, and gradually got mixed up.

Walking up to the altar, Zhou Guang glanced at the crowd of people below, with a satisfied expression.

In the past, he was just an ordinary teacher, until one day, bandits came to kill him, seeing them regard human life as nothing, Zhou Guang was not only not afraid, but even became excited.

It was at that moment that he realized what he wanted.

He doesn't want to be a teacher, he wants power, he wants status, and he wants to climb higher step by step.

Therefore, even if he was blocked in Erlong Mountain, he still wanted to keep expanding his influence.

Although there are only [-] people now, he believes that one day, these [-] people will become [-] or even more, and by that time, he will also become a real emperor.

Zhou Guang collected his mind and began to recite the sacrificial text.

As the sacrificial chanting sounded, everyone became solemn until the sacrificial chanting ended.

"Incense!"

The priest spoke again.

Someone took the sacrificial oration from Zhou Guang, and someone else handed over a few sticks of thick sandalwood.

Zhou Guang inserted it into the cauldron in front of him.

Afterwards, the boss of the Li family also went up and planted a stick of incense, and then Wu Song went up to offer incense according to the seating order.

After everyone finished offering incense, the priest shouted again: "Salute, bow!"

Zhou Guang stood in the same position as before, and then bowed.

After three bows, the ceremony is over.

The whole sacrificial act is almost over here, but for Zhou Guang, it is not over yet.

Zhou Guang waved his hand.

Someone nearby brought wine bowls one by one, and everyone had one.

Everyone took the wine bowl and continued to look at Zhou Guang.

Zhou Guang said to everyone: "Brothers, you have joined the Zhou Family Village, and you will be the brothers of the Zhou Family Village in the future, but you all know the current situation. Everyone was driven in from outside Erlong Mountain. , there are still thousands of officers and soldiers stationed, will we all be locked in the cage of Erlong Mountain like a bird in the future?"

"No!" Everyone shouted.

Being a bandit basically belongs to the kind of people who like freedom and being unrestrained, and being locked in a cage is naturally something no one wants.

"Since you don't want to, I don't want to either." Zhou Guang continued, "So, we have to resist, fight, and find a way to get out!"

"Get out! Get out!" Hundreds of people shouted at the same time.

If it weren't for being surrounded by officers and soldiers, who would want so many people to be trapped in Erlong Mountain?

In the cottage before, many people lived the life of masters, what about now?Not to mention becoming a grandson, it is still precarious.

The situation in Erlong Mountain is very chaotic, maybe one day there will be no people.

At this time, the sixth master, that is, the old man beside Zhou Guangyuan asked.

"Master, tell me how we can get out."

Chen Xiu cast a glance at that person.

He looks quite honest and honest, and his age is about 30 years old, and his strength is definitely not good. To be able to sit in this position, his ability to figure out people's hearts and teasers is not bad.

With a smile in his eyes, Zhou Guang looked at the head of the sixth family he had personally selected, and then said, "This question is a good one. If you want to type it out, we will definitely not be able to do it alone."

"Is that to unite with others?" someone asked.

Zhou Guang shook his head.

This proposal has also been mentioned before, but it was quickly rejected.

After all, the Song army is a regular army. If they belong to one stockade, there will be no problem. The key point is that the entire Erlong Mountain has been broken up into hundreds of stockades. Usually, there will be some conflicts when there is nothing to do. They really need to be combined. Get up, that's a bunch of rabble.

If such a team wants to fight the regular army, it is tantamount to giving meat to the tiger's mouth. No one wants to do such a death-seeking thing.

"Then, what are we going to do?" Someone asked suspiciously.

If we don't unite with others, can we rely on our own hundreds of people to fight against thousands of other Song troops?
Wouldn't that be courting death?

If the head of the family is really going to do this, many people think that they will run away halfway.

Whoever wants to do the death thing will do it.

Just when many people were thinking of quitting, Zhou Guang continued: "We don't need to unite with others. Those are a bunch of mobs. What we need to do is to destroy all the copycats. When the time comes, we will gather those who can fight together."