A black-faced man in a dark military uniform rode on a big dark horse.

He had a big black face, his nose was not a nose, and his mouth was not a mouth. He held a box cannon and pointed to several intersections in front of him and shouted at the more than 100 teams in military uniforms behind him.

"I'll listen to it. Those stubborn people who don't pay the grain will be beaten hard with guns. If there are people who want food but don't want life, you will kill the chicken to scare the monkey. The county uncle said that each village will give three places. Whoever dares not pay the grain will be killed from these three places!"

There was a sudden echoing of voices behind and they all started to prepare the team. Everyone had brand new spears and neat military uniforms on their shoulders. When they looked left and right, they really had a bit of a strong soldier aura.

After the black-faced man finished speaking, he glanced at the men in Zhongshan dress riding behind him, and then fell in love with one of them, which was Tian Fuxian.

Tian Fuxian hurriedly stepped forward with a pleasing expression and said in a complimentary tone.

"Company Commander Yang, County Magistrate He has told you about Bai Luyuan!"

The black-faced man looked at Tian Fuxian with disdain, then snorted and shouted.

"Just a few unlucky people. I personally led the team in Bai Luyuan. I want to hang Bai Jiaxuan's body in front of their ancestral hall so that those unlucky people can see it!"

Tian Fuxian wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly.

The black-faced man looked at Tian Fuxian with some dissatisfaction, and then shouted loudly.

"You can lead the way!"

Tian Fuxian quickly agreed, slapped forward, and walked towards an intersection ahead.

The black-faced man immediately slapped his horse and followed. More than a hundred people behind him divided into three groups, separated from three intersections in front. Each of them had a tyrant like Tian Fuxian, and everyone ran towards other villages.

The black-faced man had the largest number of people, with fifty people, divided into two teams and followed them.

In fact, this black-faced man has really seen blood. It was the team that the county old man dragged his connections and directly brought back from the province.

There is no way, and the county uncle also knows whether he can go up or not. It depends on the food collection this time. If the food is done beautifully, the cost of this little bit is naturally no problem.

Tian Fuxian and his group went straight to Bailuyuan with their black-faced men. It took more than fifty miles from the county town to Bailuyuan. The road was winding. It was only after noon that everyone saw the wheat fields on the land from afar.

In this golden wheat field, this group of people had been discovered by a few miles away.

However, the black-faced man was obviously not afraid of being discovered, and he still headed towards Bailuyuan at his own pace. He rode the dark horse, so hot that he unbuttoned his clothes and picked up the kettle to fill the water.

In the wheat field, farmers saw the dark shadows in the distance, and someone rushed to report the news from afar.

After receiving the report, Bai Jiaxuan squinted his eyes and looked forward. Sure enough, a few miles away saw a group of black shadows running towards the White Deer Plain. It was at least five or six miles away. Bai Jiaxuan was not impatient, and then looked towards Wuzhishan. There seemed to be no movement there.

Lu San kept urging Bai Jiaxuan to go out to hide quickly. The anxiousness and anxiety in his eyes seemed impatient. Bai Jiaxuan gave him an angrily and shouted.

"What are you anxious about? Just a group of Qiu Ba, those monkeys, I have been training for half a year, and I really think they are just eating a good meal? The good show has just begun. Let's go and go back and eat oil and splash noodles!"

After Bai Jiaxuan said that, he hung his sweat towel on his shoulders and rushed towards the village.

Along the way, many villagers from Bailu Village came. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they were surrounded by people. The worries and fears in the eyes of everyone were all on their faces, but each of them held a sickle and a hoe tightly in their hands, and looked at Bai Jiaxuan with anticipation.

Bai Jiaxuan thought it was quite interesting. If no one organized this group of farmers, it would be a mess. If someone united them, they would dare to fight with the group of Qiu Ba with guns with sickles. This is the Chinese farmers.

Although Bai Jiaxuan had confidence in the group of monkeys on Wuzhishan, he naturally had to act in order to conceal his identity. He waved his hand and shouted to everyone.

"Everyone heard from me that every household will send a labor force, take the hoe and sickle, and guard it on the roadside at the entrance of the village. If those Qiuba dare to enter the village, they will greet them with stones and sickles. If they don't give us a way to live, we should not let them live!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with light, and they cheered loudly, and they all started to act!

With Bai Jiaxuan's brainwashing and demonstration over the past year, these farmers also have a backbone, so they will naturally listen to Bai Jiaxuan's words.

In fact, everything in this world is inseparable from the word "interest". These farmers have also tasted the sweetness of tax resistance. Looking at other villages, they are selling their children, and only Bailuyuan has some surplus grain. Seeing that the harvest is about to be good, everyone finally has some hope, so naturally they want to get more. This is a normal human nature.

The most important thing is that Bai Jiaxuan, the bold organizer, made this group of loose sand be formed into a piece of hard as hard as a rock like cement.

Speaking of Wuzhishan, we started to go down the mountain two hours ago. This time, Zheng Mang led the team and a group of twenty-two people went down the mountain.

These twenty-two people are all children who have been trained for more than half a year, all of whom are over twelve years old, and the oldest is almost adult. After half a year of nutritional intake and high-intensity training, these children who went down the mountain could not tell that they were all skinny and bone-like physiques.

Each of them trained more than 200 bullets, and they dare not say that they could pass through Yang in a hundred steps, but they were also better than most professional soldiers in this era, and a few of them were good at it. They were even trained by Bai Jiaxuan, and their skills may be better than Zheng Mang.

Zheng Mang has good spear skills, but his skills are average, not as good as Lu San, but his brain is flexible and he is a good manager.

He was also very excited about this operation. They had already started planning the plan for the ambushing of the grain collection team two months ago, and now they have finally started.

Two hours ago, after Zheng Mang went down the mountain with twenty-two little ghosts, everyone stopped in front of the forest and began to arrange the next action.

Zheng Mang followed two small men, less than 1.5 meters tall, but their faces looked very mature. One of them took out a simple map from his arms and said to Zheng Mang.

"Big Thumb, you bring ten people to ambush on both sides to launch an ambush. I bring five people to block the active elements in the surrounding wheat fields. Dapeng leads the remaining five people to cut off their retreat...!"

This little man speaks clearly, has a close mind, and takes the plan one by one in an orderly manner.

Zheng Mang nodded from time to time, but another small man shouted with some dissatisfaction.

"Zhang Xiaopeng, why is it that I cut off the back? I'm the best shooting skills. Let me lead people..."

Before the little man finished speaking, he was scolded by the little man who was talking about the plan.

"Shut up! This is a practical battle, not a regular exercise. I must ensure everyone's life safety!"

When Zheng Mang heard the little man scolding, he not only did not blame him, but also nodded with satisfaction. These two little men are indeed the ones that the boss is interested in. Although Zheng Mang led the team in this action plan, the commander was the little man with a stern tone in front of him.

This man was named Zhang Xiaopeng, and the man he scolded was Zhang Dapeng, who was his biological brother. The two brothers were picked up by Zheng Mang seven months ago. Originally, Zheng Mang was planning to bring Zhang Dapeng back, but Zhang Xiaopeng did not intend to bring him back, but at that time, Zhang Dapeng hugged his legs and begged, and finally brought the two brothers back.

The two brothers were not from Zishui County, but from Huangcheng hundreds of miles away. When they were young, their families were from pretty good and they both went to school. My father was a small official in the local area, but he was a small official of the Qing court.

With the arrival of 1912, his father was cut off by the Ge Ming Party. The two brothers followed their uncle to take refuge in Xi'an City, but were looted by bandits. At that time, in order to protect their elder brother, Zhang Xiaopeng was cut off by bandits with his left hand. In the following two years, the two brothers began to wander and were discovered by Zheng Mang.

Yes, when Zheng Mang saw Zhang Xiaopeng, he saw that his left hand was empty and he was just a disabled person, so he naturally did not plan to take him up the mountain.

Bai Jiaxuan told him earlier that people with physical disabilities, lazy and sloppy people, and those with fathers and mothers are prohibited from taking them up the mountain.

The reason why Zheng Mang made an exception for that little man in the end was not because Zhang Dapeng cried. There were so many starving ghosts on the street, so at worst, Zhang Dapeng would not be the one.

The reason why he took Zhang Xiaopeng up the mountain was that he saw the perseverance in the eyes of the child with broken arms. The look of the eyes was calm and cruel, which even made Zheng Mang feel the illusion of mutual appreciation.

After Zhang Xiaopeng went up the mountain, his performance did surprise Zheng Mang. The child was only thirteen years old, but he was not as naive as this age.

Even if he only had one hand, his training was in the middle and upper reaches, and even in just a few months, he made his mark. What made him great was not his skills, but his wisdom. Even Bai Jiaxuan looked at him differently.

After being scolded by his own brother, Zhang Dapeng did not say a word, pouted, and did not dare to refute at all. Finally, he obediently accepted his brother's arrangement and took the five people to leave the team.

Zheng Mang and ten people disappeared quickly, only Zhang Xiaopeng and the five-man team behind him.

Zhang Xiaopeng put away the map, raised his right hand with a calm face, and made a gesture. Five people in light yellow costumes behind him began to disperse around.

Everyone was wearing tattered clothes and yellow-gray things on their faces, which looked a bit like the camouflage uniforms of later generations, but closer to the colors in the wheat fields outside.

Even the guns on everyone's hands were somewhat different from others. Some people even had cloth strips on their hands, but everyone's hands were very calm. Everyone didn't say a word and quickly disappeared from their place.

Of course, Bai Jiaxuan taught them, and Zhang Xiaopeng also improved them, and he personally chose these people.

These people are all young monkeys with calm personality and first-class shooting skills. Many of the cloth strips they bandaged on their hands are wounds caused by gun training. These specialized blockers have no limit on bullets and will be trained in the direction of special forces in the future.

Until everyone left, Zhang Xiaopeng looked at the direction where his elder brother Zhang Dapeng left, and a trace of worry finally appeared on his calm little face.

Zhang Dapeng is fifteen years old this year. He is not tall but has a bad temper. He was robbed by bandits that year. Without saying a word, Zhang Dapeng rushed forward and tried his best to fight. In the end, Zhang Xiaopeng hugged the other party desperately and stabbed the other party in the crotch before finally sending the bandits away.

His eldest brother's temper has not changed over the years. Even after going up the mountain, as his ability has increased, he ranks among the top in various trainings, and some attitudes that no one can accept, which makes Zhang Xiaopeng very worried.

But soon, a face appeared in his mind, and his heart suddenly became much calmer. With that person there, maybe the eldest brother would sooner or later take over the bad temper.

In fact, Bai Jiaxuan had no idea when he first saw that the names of the two brothers were similar to those in his reality. Zhang Peng's memory made him pay more attention to these two brothers.

Later, Zhang Xiaopeng did perform well, which made Bai Jiaxuan look at him differently. This little guy has a solid cultural knowledge, so Bai Jiaxuan simply was lazy and asked this little guy to teach him.

Zhang Xiaopeng dispelled his emotions, and then he was like a hare in the wilderness, and soon disappeared into the wheat field at the foot of the mountain.
Chapter completed!