Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

However, small and medium-sized gangsters are easy to fight, but when facing large-sized gangsters, the battle is not so easy.

Soon, the bandit army will encounter the first bitter battle in their lives.

The weather was sunny and cloudless that day. Although it was a bit chilly, it was not cold for the Han soldiers wearing armor, but felt a bit hot.

The cold wind blows, but it can only bring a little bit of coolness.

During the march, there were always people who liked to whisper to each other.

"Although we are militiamen, this armor is really warm on our bodies, even a little bit hot."

"Really, do you know where these clothes come from?"

"Hey, I really don't know. Wasn't this done by our Han army?"

"Tch, how is that possible! Let me tell you, the people who make these clothes are all reform-through-labor prisoners. In order to reduce their sentences, those people make clothes more seriously than the embroiderers, and they weave faster than the embroiders!!"

"It turns out it's them. I asked why these clothes are so scratchy. I guess they don't know how to deal with threads when making clothes. Their needlework is not as good as my wife's!!"

"It's up to you. It's not shameful to act like a good boy even though you've got an advantage."

"Who are you to throw away? You said we have already fought seven or eight battles. I am watching your butts quietly from behind. I haven't even caught a single blow. Who else is there to throw away?"

"No, although you didn't catch anyone's head, you captured eighteen prisoners by yourself. This is also a great achievement!!"

"There's nothing to show off about capturing prisoners. These gangsters collapsed at the first touch and ran all over the mountains and fields. Their courage is gone. Anyone can catch them."

"Come on, I heard that there is a wealthy family's Wubao in front of me. I heard that it is difficult to beat. Be careful when the time comes and don't let the ball die."

"Go away, you can't say anything nice!"

For a moment, the march was filled with the sound of whispered conversations.

Some of these people showed off that they had participated in several battles and killed a few gangsters, while others did not get anything. While feeling sorry for themselves, they also secretly vowed to win a beautiful military honor.

However, if a person speaks softly, only a few people around him can hear him. But a group of people are talking quietly, and the procession is humming.

Moreover, once they spoke, the already untidy queue began to become scattered, and at the same time, the militiamen lost their vigilance to the outside world.

Seeing this, the captain who led the team immediately scolded him.

"Anyone who whispers during the march will have their military merits revoked."

A very effective threat, and the team fell silent in an instant.

When the captain saw this, he immediately asked the squadron leader to lead the team to adjust the marching pace.

"One two one, one two one, one two three four."

As the pace adjusted, everyone gradually began to move in unison. Although they did not speak a word, the secret competition had already begun.

When the instructors of the infantry brigade on the march saw this, they immediately ordered each town to be used as a unit to shout slogans and promote competition.

Sure enough, as the first town shouted in unison, "Jiuzhen Town is the strongest, Jiuzhen Town is the best."

Then, the militiamen from other towns naturally started shouting, not wanting to be outdone. At first they had their own way of shouting, but in the end they gradually unified their understanding.

Immediately, a big competition began.

And for a powerful spy who knows a little bit about military affairs, this kind of noise would be really shocking.

The army stretches as far as the eye can see, marching in an orderly manner, with a neat appearance and high morale. In addition, this army pushes the enemy along the way and is easily restrained. It can truly be called an elite force.

The most important thing is that the Han army is so damn rich that these soldiers are all wearing armor.

Although most of them are half armor, armor is armor, this thing is real!

"Quick, quick, quick, go back and report to the head of the family. The Han thieves are really serious. They are all elites in armor."

Soon, the spies came to a Wubao and reported to a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes.

"Let me tell you, the head of the family, the Han army is coming with elite troops, tens of thousands of them, and everyone is wearing armor. What should we do?"

The head of the family was shocked when he heard this. He knew very well that his spy was once a frontier army scout and had fought against the Rakshasa barbarians in the north. The information he obtained was extremely accurate.

What's more important is that this man is a descendant of the same clan and one of our own.

Therefore, when the head of the family heard this, he immediately stood up.

"But really?"

The spy nodded, "It's true. They are all armored elites with extremely high morale. This is rare even among the border troops."

Hearing this, the head of the family's face turned gloomy. It was definitely not that he had never seen soldiers of the Han army, but in his eyes, although those soldiers were also wearing armor, their strength, that is, the level of county soldiers, was even much lower than that of county soldiers.

He has also seen the real elites of the Han army. They are indeed worthy of the name of elites, but there are too few.

Moreover, when he observed the Han army, this spy was also present, and he understood best what elites were.

Otherwise, he would not dare to see other people raising troops, so he would follow suit.

So he thought and asked: "It's definitely too late to run now. What do you think we should do?"

The spy said: "Surrender, we will die, but there is a high probability that someone in the family will be able to escape."

"If that doesn't work, then stick to Wubao and fight tooth and nail, even if you die, you will bite off a piece of the Han army's flesh. If the Han army sees that we dare to fight and fight, maybe they will negotiate peace with us. But... ..”

At this point, the spy suddenly stopped talking.

"But what?" the head of the family asked quickly.

The spy did not dare to hesitate, "But if the Han army is seriously injured, they may not be able to break Wubao and then they will massacre the village."

The head of the family turned pale when he heard this, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

There is no way to escape. There are Han troops outside and there is no way to escape.

If you can't fight, you will lose the battle, and you may end up massacring the village.

Surrendering is not an option because you will die.

After thinking about it, the head of the house looked ferocious.

It is better to die than to live, and besides, if you are a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist, then you should survive in death, fight to the end, and take a gamble on whether the Han army will negotiate with you.

If the Han army does not accept it, then the whole village will be buried with him.

Besides, he lightly stamped his foot.

Moreover, he had left a way out for his son. There was an extremely hidden underground cave under Wubao, and the entrance was so deep that the Han army could not find it even if they dug three feet into the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that more people were digging to keep it secret, there's no way he would have been able to escape through this hole today.

So, thinking of this, he made up his mind.

"Resist, rely on the Wubao to resist. I want to see if the Han army can break through my Wubao. Even if it is broken, I will have to break his front teeth."

At this time, the leading troops of the Han army had already arrived not far from Wubao and began to build a camp. At the same time, they scouted the surrounding areas to prevent more enemy ambush.

Similarly, the private soldiers in Wubao were mobilized at this time. Housekeepers, servants, and people of the same clan all went into battle, numbering hundreds of people.

Both sides were looking at each other eagerly, and the war was about to break out.