Chapter 578 Young Master

"Uncle Kang has medicine, big brother, you must treat it carefully, you still need to hold a pen in the future."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Yan Xiangheng wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't pull it back after two attempts.

So... he gave up.

Yan Yu pulled him to the side of the donkey and found a jar from his bag.

As soon as the seal was opened.

The smell of alcohol wafted out.

The little alcohol left, Yan Yu poured it on without hesitation.

Yan Xiangheng was so painful that he twitched.

He used two small jars to wash the wound on Yan Xiangheng's hand.

Then he let him go.

"Big brother, go find Uncle Kang!"

Being stared at by the waiter, Yan Xiangheng had to turn to where Kang Yinli was in the distance, and walked quickly against the wind and snow.

...

This surprise attack is coming to an end.

Everyone followed the brothers in Xiaoan Village to learn how to finish off the enemy.

Some of them have been made up, but it doesn't matter. One more stab doesn't matter. The people of Xiaoan Village have even mastered the skill of marking to confirm their own number of kills.

Hu Er smiled and retrieved the arrows he shot.

They are all good brothers in the same group. There is no need to be too serious about more or less. He will take the credit if it is his share. If it is not counted, it doesn't matter.

But Xiaoan Village has a good foundation, and the accounts are especially clear.

After walking around, no one blamed him. The big guys didn't count who was in the front and who was behind. They divided the credit according to the number of people they contributed. Everyone felt it was fair.

A small number of people in the militia have not recovered yet.

Hu Ju has been harmed by Bei Rong a lot. As the pillars of the family, they have also fought with Bei Rong with real swords and guns. They have bullied them to their doorsteps, so they can't just stretch their necks and wait to die.

Hu Ju men are not lacking in blood.

But it is the first time for the big guys to take the initiative to provoke Bei Rong like this.

I was really irritated by what the waiter of the Yan family said before. Now, looking back, am I afraid? Not really. I just feel happy and a little bit expectant...

The main thing is that the people of Xiaoan Village have been talking about it all the time, calculating accounts without paying attention to others. They still don’t understand, so they keep calculating.

How many cattle and sheep can be divided...how many people are there in the militia...how many Beirong did they kill...does knocking down the Xizhou soldiers count...

Not to mention the cattle and sheep that haven’t been counted yet, they can’t even count the reward for Beirong’s heads. How many people can divide it? What’s so difficult about it!

The man from another village wanted to help out kindly, and the person who was helped was overjoyed. He confessed that he killed one with so-and-so, and killed another with so-and-so, and surrounded one with so-and-so, so-and-so, and so-and-so, six people...

The man from another village was confused.

What a mess, how to calculate it!

Using the excuse of counting cattle and sheep, she hurried away...

...

Yan Yu took off the hat on her head and looked at it. It was good, nothing special. She put it back on, put all her hair inside, and checked her clothes.

She didn't wear a sheepskin coat today, but a half-new, uh, half-old cotton coat.

It faded a bit because it was washed too often.

It looked very inconspicuous with its gray color.

She pulled her scarf up, covering most of her face, leaving only a pair of eyes outside. Because it was cold, her upper and lower eyelashes were covered with a circle of white frost. She didn't even need to disguise herself. It was really unlikely that she could be recognized through this circle of white.

With a step that didn't recognize her relatives, Yan Yu swayed in front of the group of Xizhou soldiers who were still lying on the ground.

She gently kicked the one closest to her.

"Which one of you is the leader?"

The one who was kicked was shivering, not only him, but all those lying on the ground were shivering.

They were not afraid, but they were cold.

"He... he is our... leader." He pointed and quickly retracted his hand.

Yan Yu said "oh" and walked slowly over, accidentally stepping on the man's arm.

The man groaned and grimaced in pain.

Yan Yu said slowly: "It's getting colder day by day. Brothers are suffering. We can't even get warm in the house. Why do you think it's?"

She asked and answered herself, sighing: "The kang can't be heated! How can it be warm if it can't be heated? Our brothers are freezing to the bone. If this continues, we will freeze to death!"

She added a little more strength, and the man under her feet groaned.

Yan Yu was still acting weird: "Let's discuss it. You have a lot of coal here. There is a whole mine. It is inexhaustible. What's wrong with us brothers taking some? Let's be accommodating. Isn't it good for you, me and everyone else!"

"But before we even say hello, hey! Guess what, we saw that there is not only coal, but also cattle and sheep delivered to our door! This is too bad. Our brothers not only need to keep warm, but also need to eat!"

She raised her foot, hooked and kicked, and turned the man over.

"Which mountain are you from?" asked the Xizhou soldier who turned over.

"You can't change your name." Yan Yu sneered: "Lao Songshan."

"Lao Songshan? Aren't all the people in that village dead?" The person asking the question was stunned.

"That's fine. I wanted to follow the masters of Xizhou to make a living, but I didn't expect... to end up like this. All the heads of the family lost their lives, and my old Songshan almost lost its foundation." Yan Yu was angry, and her emotions came out.

The hatred was fierce, and the cruelty was forbearing. It was so vivid.

She pulled out the short knife tied to her leg and slapped the man's face with the scabbard.

Suddenly, she was grabbed.

The man whispered, "Are you the young head of Old Songshan?"

Yan Yu grinned, drew back the short knife, and said in a light voice: "Not really."

The man looked at the boys around him.

The bandits are engaged in a bloody business, lacking great virtue. There are a few decent families. If they have children randomly, they cannot be sure whether they are not their own. Some of them are directly raised in the mountains, and some are sent to people living in the mountains for foster care, and they are just given some money and food regularly.

This group of bandits listened to the words of a little boy, and I am afraid that they are really the orphans of the head of the old Songshan.

Otherwise, they can't gather so many people.

He muttered to himself: I didn't expect the bandits in the old Songshan to be so moral...

Yan Yu didn't expect this man to be so imaginative.

He was deceived by just a few words.

She grew taller after the New Year, and blocked her childish face.

It's really hard to tell her age.

If she shows up, this man probably won't make a mistake.

Yan Yu didn't think about it carefully. Judging from the way this group of people acted, they killed Beirong so quickly. If they were not regular soldiers, they would have to be bandits.

This group of Xizhou soldiers had been lying down, and only their ears could hear the movement.

The few jargons just now, such as the tricks, were just like that, and the suspicion was also reduced.

More importantly, the guy who stepped on people could report the name of Lao Songshan, and he also knew clearly about the transaction between Lao Songshan and Xizhou...

The matter of buying people is extremely secretive, and only confidants can know it.

To be sent to trade with Beirong, this person is indeed a capable person in the Qi Wangfu.

The next chapter should be in the evening~ I am still busy during the day~

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