total war broken

Chapter 27 Captured
There is a strong smell of blood in the air, wafting in this cottage, and there are overgrown weeds inside, with a smell of green grass, mixed with the smell of blood, making people feel even more uncomfortable . .

Xiao Chuan and the others approached a room with an indescribable smell, the smell of clothes, and other smells. It was the place where bandits lived.

"The place where these bandits live is really smelly. I really don't know how they survive here." Wang Youcai pinched his nose and said, he had already recovered from the aftermath of the murder just now.

"They all stink, so naturally they can't smell other people's stink," Xiao Chuan said with a smile. The chaotic room inside is simply an enhanced version of the dormitory for male students in later generations.

"My lord, I found the warehouse," a Yellow Turban soldier shouted.

A group of people hurried over, and Xiao Chuan and the others went to the place that looked different from ordinary houses from the outside. This house seemed to be built with great care. It was made of bricks and stones, and a layer was built on the roof. With thick thatch, that door is also the only one that can be pushed open, unlike the other houses where the doors are all made of a whole piece of wood leaning against the wall.

This door has been around for several years, and the wood has turned black. When the door is pushed open, there will be a creaking sound. Once you enter, there is a musty smell inside. There are circles of spiders and spiders on the surrounding walls. Net, there are yellow cloth bags around the corner, bulging inside. .

Several people held their breath, is this food?What if it's not food?
Wang Youcai slowly walked over, opened the yellow cloth bag, his face was overjoyed, he collapsed several times in succession, and shouted: "Food, food, this is all food."

There was a burst of cheers, and the spearmen were all ecstatic. With these grains, they would not be afraid of starving now.The uneasiness in their stomachs had disappeared at this moment, and only that kind of energy was left.

The bags of grain were dragged outside, and Wang Youcai counted them bag by bag.

Han Gang and the two brothers led nine Yellow Turban soldiers to look for the bandit's armory everywhere. They were interested in weapons, unlike Wang Youcai, who would look for where the bandit hid his food as soon as he came in.

"Fifty shi grains, haha" Wang Youcai let out a burst of hearty laughter and said, "Happy." The refugees were also happy, thinking of their families, they wouldn't be hungry, and they all looked grateful Looking at Xiao Chuan, it is the son and everyone who have so much food.

"There is still 2000 taels of silver. We have made Xiao Chuan rich." Wang Youcai approached Xiao Chuan and laughed loudly.

Xiao Chuan was also full of excitement on his face, 2000 taels, one tael in the Ming Dynasty was almost equal to 600 yuan in modern times, 2000 taels was almost equal to 120 million, and this was still in the Ming Dynasty.

"When we get to the city, let's buy guns and swords with a sum of money." Wang Youcai looked at Xiao Chuan and said expectantly.

"What's the matter, I'm interested in weapons now." Xiao Chuan looked at Wang Youcai and said strangely.

"With weapons, let's snatch these bandits again," Wang Youcai said.

Ogawa couldn't help but smile. He was helpless about Wang Youcai's thoughts. What a coincidence it was that led to this physical battle, and what a fluke it was to win.

"By the way, I don't know whether Lao Han and the others have found the arsenal," Wang Youcai said with some expectation.

"My lord, we have found the armory!" a Yellow Turban soldier shouted in the distance.

Xiao Chuan didn't have any idea about the bandit's armory. It's just a group of bandits. What good things would there be?

Xiao Chuan and his entourage walked into the big house that looked like it was built with wood.

Inside, Han Gang and Han Tie both looked excited. Xiao Chuan looked over and saw that there were swords and spears piled up in a pile. These things were of no use.

Wang Youcai searched inside, Yuezhao became more and more disappointed, there were only some swords and other things here, without the guns and armor he wanted.

Han Gang and the two seemed to be rummaging through garbage. When they found these weapons, Han Tie shook his head and said, "Hey, they are all garbage. Most of these knives have curled their blades, and they didn't come out."

Xiao Chuan was a little disappointed, looked to the side, and found that there were still a bunch of bows and arrows beside him, and suddenly became interested.

Looking at it in the past, most of these bows are expensive, but the arrow clusters next to them are well made. Xiao Chuan specially recruited a yellow scarf army, holding two bundles of arrow clusters.

"Damn, this is simply a waste room, a garbage dump," Han Gang said angrily.

"Here is a firecracker." Han Tie found a box with his eyes, opened it, and inside was a somewhat worn-out firecracker.

Xiao Chuan was surprised. He picked up a gun and looked at it. Xiao Chuan, who knew a little about the fire gun, saw the fire gun, and his eyes straightened immediately. This fire gun did not have a medicine pool for storing the matchstring. With a loud voice, he said in surprise, "This is a self-generating firecracker."

When he made his own fire gun, Han Tie looked ecstatic. He took one and pulled it. Ran Ran looked pity on his face and said, "Hey, it's a pity. This thing is broken. It's a pity that the springs can't be used anymore."

There were more than a dozen dry firearms inside, and he took them out one by one to try, but found that none of them could be used. He shook his head in disappointment and said, "Hey, throw them away, there are still a few good ones for those swords. These firecrackers, unless you find a craftsman, there is no way to repair them at all."

Xiao Chuan immediately had a painful face. There are more than a dozen firecrackers, and they are still flintlock guns. It would be a pity if they were thrown away.

After picking up more than a dozen firecrackers, gunpowder, projectiles, and more than 20 long knives and arrow clusters, I couldn't find any usable things.

"My lord, I found a secret passage," said a Yellow Turban soldier next to him suddenly.

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