Chapter 173 Kill Him for Me

When Bai Dashan said this affirmative word, the people who were still unsure finally became sure and cheered immediately: "Oh - we won, we won~~~"

"Great!"

"I thought I would die here today."

"Yeah, I also thought I was going to go down to meet my ancestors today."

"That's great. I didn't expect that we would win..."

Many people felt weak in their hands and feet, but they grinned and looked at the people around them, as if they were dreaming for a moment.

It was like cutting the ropes, throwing some rocks, and then watching the caravan people shooting arrows. Each arrow made a loud noise, and then there was a loud explosion...

They didn't even see the rebels, and none of them had any broken arms or legs. If there were any injuries, they were just accidentally scratched while carrying stones.

While they were happy, some people also murmured: "Do you think that if the people who came down the mountain before knew about this, would they regret it?"

"definitely will!"

"Regret it if you want. They are not on our side anyway. We chose our own path."

"People like them, who knows, the rebels were able to find them so quickly because they showed them the way."

It has to be said that people still understand some characteristics of human nature.

Those who came down the mountain did regret it. They regretted it when they were caught, and they regretted it even more when they heard that the people on the mountain had won.

If I had known this earlier, I would have stayed in the mountains.

Yang Song began to speak quietly again: "Sir, the people of the Baijiabao caravan have definitely been trained."

Without training, how could a caravan coordinate so well and defeat two thousand rebels so accurately?

Except for the brief fighting between Bai Dacheng's team and the rebels, the rest of the people didn't even see the rebels.

Lu Xiaohao: “Yeah.”

Of course he saw it too.

Everyone in the caravan, regardless of age or status, knew what each team should do and what each part was responsible for.

Even children as young as seven or eight would help carry supplies, such as handing out water and dry food.

"Young Master, how about we ask them for help?" Yang Song said, his eyes full of joy and excitement.

If the master has these people to help, then...

"Please? Help?"

Lu Xiaohao asked leisurely: "What should we treat you with?"

"Uh…"

He looked at the people of Taohua Village who did not dare to relax even if they won the battle, and continued to ask: "Do you want to send children in the caravan who are two or three years younger than you and me to the battlefield?"

"Or should we let the gray-haired old men and women in the caravan go and fight with others?"

"Or, let the pregnant women and children in the caravan fight to the death with the rebels?"

"Ah, this..." Yang Song's excitement deflated like a punctured balloon.

Lu Xiaohao: "The Baijiabao caravan has only about 200 people, half of whom are old and weak, and the young and strong are very powerful."

"But do you think they would be willing to abandon the old and weak in the team to fight a war?"

"Why would they be willing to help me with this?"

"Even if they are willing, with just this many people, how many enemies can they kill? Ten? One hundred? Five hundred?"

When Yang Song heard this, he opened his mouth for a long time and then closed it, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Sir, I took it for granted."

The master is right. In the current situation, even if more than 200 people from the Baijiabao caravan go into battle together, it will be of no avail.

If there were 20,000 or 30,000 people like the Baijiabao caravan, there would be no problem in solving the master's dilemma.

Knowing that the rebels would not come again in the short term, Bai Dashan began to arrange for people to clean up the battlefield. The bombs happened to have created three or four large pits, saving the trouble of digging pits.

Some of the rebels' horses were frightened and ran away, but some were left behind when they ran up the mountain.

After counting, there were more than thirty intact horses, just enough to be distributed to the people who stayed behind, one horse for each family.

This made those who stayed behind even more excited.

I didn't put in much effort, but I still got some points.

This is a horse. They have never encountered one before, but now they have one of their own. Keeping it is indeed the wisest choice.

Everyone knew that Bai Tao was in charge of the Baijiabao caravan, and everyone was excited and praised: "The young master is a good person."

"Yes, she is the best person in the world."

"The young master will definitely live a long life."

"Yes, people like the young master will definitely live a long life..."

"Once I settle down, I will go to the nearby temple and burn a longevity lamp for the young master."

As for the horses that were half dead from the bombs, they were all slaughtered.

Spread salt on the horse meat and hang it in a vent overnight, and it will become frozen meat blocks, which are easier to store in such weather.

The rebels had some money and other items on them, and this time, at Bai Tao's suggestion, the people of Taohua Village did not forbid anyone from touching them.

As long as you sort out the corpses and move them into the pit, you can keep whatever you find.

As a result, many women bravely took their seven or eight-year-old children with them to move the bodies and search for valuables.

Even though they were so scared that their hands and feet became weak, and they vomited several times due to nausea, no one gave up.

Anyway, you will get used to it after vomiting for a while, but such opportunities don’t come often. If you are afraid and don’t participate, you will just die of poverty and starvation.

Many rebels were blown to pieces without even a complete body left, so the people who were cleaning the place simply shoveled up the dirt and buried them all in a large pit.

It took less than two hours to defeat the rebels, but it took several hours to clean up the battlefield.

It was already dark, and there was still an area that had not been cleaned.

"Come on, everyone, take a break and eat something before you do it."

The meat for dinner was horse meat. Except for a few people who were too fragile to eat it, the others ate it with relish, taking a sip of horse bone soup and a bite of horse meat.

After all, they had been busy all afternoon and were already starving, so they still ate the fried wild vegetables with relish.

Not to mention that they haven't been able to eat meat to their heart's content for several years.

When the rebels besieging Yancheng received the news, their commander was furious.

"You said you were defeated by a caravan of two or three hundred refugees?"

"Do you think I'm stupid or easy to fool?"

"Someone, take him out and chop him up!"

How ridiculous! Do you think he is a fool?

All the caravans, big and small, encountered along the way were destroyed.

With just a few guards in the caravan, they can scare ordinary people at ordinary times, but they are lucky enough not to be scared to death when encountering a large group of bandits, let alone an army of two thousand people.

"You better tell me the truth, or you won't even want your head anymore!"

The captains of the two teams had already died in Ermao Mountain, leaving only two young captains.

Unexpectedly, one of them was beheaded as soon as he reported it. Another small flag chief was so scared that his legs went limp. He sat on the ground with a pale face and kept crying out for injustice.

"Coach, it's true. We didn't lie."

"Although they are just a caravan, they have a lot of people and their guards are very experienced. Moreover, their weapons and equipment are very powerful."

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