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"Of course, the more the better, we will use the same amount of rice in exchange to ensure that the villagers will not be disadvantaged." Sun Zhong promised.

Sun Zhong added: "Of course, if you don't want rice, we can exchange it with other things."

"Whatever you want to say, sir, I'll let everyone prepare. It will be ready in the morning." The village elder agreed immediately without any hesitation.

Compared with being expropriated, this trade in exchange for grain is undoubtedly the best result for them.

"Then thank you folks, I'll go back and prepare food, and bring the food over tomorrow morning."

Sun Zhong was also a man of vigorous action. When he learned that they could exchange, he left immediately and prepared to go back to prepare food overnight. After all, farming does not wait for anyone. If it is late, it will affect the harvest.

Main text Chapter 250: Attack on the camp

As soon as the next day dawned, Sun Zhong personally brought his brothers to Qingshan Village carrying grain, preparing to exchange for grain suitable for dry land cultivation.

The villagers of Qingshan Village were skeptical at first, but they were finally relieved when they saw Sun Zhong coming with the food in person.

The whole process of exchanging grain was very smooth. Sun Zhong and the others got the grain, and the villagers did not suffer a loss.

In order to thank the villagers for their great support to the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps, Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain, also ordered Sun Zhong to give each family a three-dollar subsidy in exchange for food.

The behavior of the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps was completely opposite to that of the bandits in Heilangzhai, and immediately won the favor of the villagers.

"Sir, planting dry land is different from paddy field. Many people in our village are good at tending crops. If there is a need, please say hello and we will go to help."

Seeing that the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps was so trustworthy and didn't take advantage of their village at all, the village elders also had a good impression of the Subei Guerrilla Corps.

After Sun Zhong heard the village elder's words, he also felt that it made sense, and immediately decided to ask the village to send some people to guide them in growing food.

"Grandpa, then I trouble you to choose some people who are good at growing food to guide us, and we can count the time lost as wages." Sun Zhong invited with a smile.

"Sir, if you say this, you will see others. They are all Chinese, and they should help each other. I will help you find some people to go with you." The village elder immediately turned around and went to find someone.

Sun Zhong not only obtained a batch of grain growing in Qingshan Village, but also received strong support from the villagers in the village, providing all-round guidance from the selection of grain planting sites to watering.

Because of the good start in Qingshan Village, the surrounding villages soon learned of what the Subei Guerrilla Corps had done, and they were also lifted from their guard.

Although the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps exchanged some grain from Qingshan Village, but after all, they had too many people to grow enough, so they went to the surrounding villages to exchange grain.

The surrounding villages knew that the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps had a good reputation, and they all offered their own grains to exchange actively. Finally, the crisis of lack of grain in the Subei Guerrilla Corps was solved.

Ten private battalions under the command of the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps worked together with tens of thousands of people. Under the guidance of the local villagers, it only took a week to reclaim a large amount of arable land and plant some of the grain. Gained the advantage of more people and more power.

While the Subei Guerrilla Corps was busy opening up wasteland and growing food, the surrounding bandits also formulated a detailed battle plan and completed their preparations for the battle.

One night, when the people who had been busy all day returned to the huts in the residence to rest, a group of armed bandits suddenly came out of the forest and rushed to the residence of the people.

"Bandits! There are bandits!"

When the militiamen on duty saw the vicious bandits appearing in the residential area, they rushed to the residential area and shouted for warning.

Most of the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps led by Zhang Liechen were logistics units, and there was only one battalion capable of fighting.

Moreover, the brothers in this battalion suffered heavy losses in several battles, so the temporary militia teams are responsible for standing guard in various residential areas of the people.

These militia teams are all young and strong recruited from the common people. Although they can't fight, they are more than enough to stand guard.

The bandits came prepared, and when they saw the sentry militia rushing towards the settlement in a panic, they didn't stop them, and rushed after them with their guns in hand.

The people who were tired all day got out of the huts one after another when they heard the shouts from outside. When they saw a large group of bandits appearing in the distance, their expressions suddenly changed wildly.

"Run, the bandits are coming!"

The common people are extremely afraid of the bandits, because these people are the masters of killing without blinking an eye, so for a while, the entire common people's camp suddenly became chaotic, and everyone ran towards the forest one after another.

"Assemble the militia! Assemble the militia!"

Although the captain of the militia was also pale, he still forced himself to be calm and wanted to call the militia to stop the bandits.

However, these militiamen were all young and strong who had never fought. When they saw the bandits coming, most of them were so frightened that they followed the people into the woods. There were only more than 20 people who went to gather, and there were only a dozen rifles. .

"Bang bang bang..."

As soon as these militiamen gathered, the bandits fired randomly at the resident camp, and the bullets flew over.

It was good not to fire the guns, but when the guns were fired, the more than 20 militiamen who had finally assembled were scared away, and the captain of the militiamen jumped up in anger.

But seeing the group of ferocious bandits, the militia captain didn't dare to push him too hard, stomped his feet, turned around and went into the woods.

These bandits laughed arrogantly when they saw thousands of people fleeing all over the mountains and plains in fright.

But the purpose of their trip was not to kill people, so they did not pursue the fleeing people.

"I burned them all!"

A bandit leader pointed to the shacks where the common people lived and gave orders loudly.

"Yes!"

These bandits took orders one after another, lit torches one by one, and started setting fires everywhere.

Soon, the flames sprang up, and the shacks built with thatched branches burst into flames, billowing thick smoke straight into the sky.

The bandits burned down not only the camps of the people, but also the land they had just planted.

The people in hiding watched the food they worked hard to grow destroyed by the bandits, and their homes were burned down. They clenched their fists and were filled with righteous indignation.

"Go to Chief Zhang and tell him the situation here. We must wipe out all these god-killed bandits!"

Seeing those arrogant bandits, the militia captain who fled into the woods thought of Zhang Liechen and the others, and hurriedly sent two young men to take a small route to report the news.

These two young men didn't dare to be negligent, they hurried over the mountains and went straight to the direction of the Black Wolf Village in Xiaoqingshan, looking for support.

The people's camp was a little far away from Zhang Liechen's headquarters, and they walked the mountain road at night. The two young men hurried forward and arrived at Zhang Liechen's headquarters in Heilangzhai in the middle of the night.

"Bandits attacked us, hurry up, go to the rescue..."

The two young men were stopped by the patrol post at night, shouting out of breath.

"What's going on, explain clearly." The patrolling sentinel of the Subei Guerrilla Corps realized that something was wrong and asked, "Which camp are you from? What kind of bandits?"

"We are in Camp No. [-]. We were attacked by bandits. The bandits burned down our residence and destroyed our crops..."

Hearing the report's young and strong description, the patrolling sentry did not dare to neglect, and reported layer by layer, and soon the sleeping deputy captain Zhang Liechen was awakened.

Zhang Liechen personally met the two young men who reported the news, and wanted to inquire about the situation, but unfortunately, because they were too flustered, they knew nothing about the situation of the bandits.

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