The autumn rain was falling endlessly, and the ginkgo leaves fell into the muddy ground with a "plop" sound, while they quietly peered into the hustle and bustle that smelled of muddy water.

At this time, a stinky foot with a half-tired straw sandal stepped over, and then the whole person fell down.

The poor ginkgo leaves used the strength of the rain to leave the branches in order to watch the fun, but they were caught in the chaos in a panic, being rubbed to pieces and crushed to pieces.

As Shao Zhiqing expected, Shoucheng Hou Mansion came prepared. As soon as they started to take action, dozens of people came behind them with knives and sticks. Shao Zhiqing rushed forward with a wide-bladed lancet.

He was born in the military, and his strikes were extremely accurate. After knocking three people down, no one dared to get close to them after another swipe of the blade.

Peifeng was holding a spear and guarding the door on the other side. Beside her, a dozen men were holding newly made spears, shouting slogans, and stepping forward. These dozen men were all not very strong, but they were extremely obedient during the drill.

Yes, wherever Peifeng's gun went, they followed him, blocking dozens of people on the opposite side a few feet in front of the door.

The few strong men who came out on top during the competitions every day did not fight alone, but formed a group and advanced and retreated hand in hand, dancing vigorously with the guns and sticks in their hands.

The remaining tenants and servants were a little weak in strength, and their hearts were not unified. They could not form a battle formation, and could only fight against each other's people. They turned out to be the most brutal group.

There was a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old holding an umbrella behind him. Zhao Surui observed the situation. In less than a month, Peifeng had really trained some elites who were able to obey orders and prohibitions from a bunch of farmers' servants. This was compared to

Zhao Su Rui was pleasantly surprised by those strong men who compared one with several.

An army of thousands is easy to come by, but a general is hard to find. Peifeng looked at her without saying a word, but from the day he assigned her to train soldiers, he moved in to live and eat with the servants. She was very popular among everyone in the village.

Thinking that Peifeng was only nineteen years old, Zhao Surui felt a little regretful in his heart.

If Peifeng were a man, he would promote her to the Imperial Guard at any cost and send her out to train in the army in a few years. Why worry that she wouldn't be able to become a steel sword in his hand?

After sighing Peifeng, Zhao Surui turned to look at Tunan again.

The little maid, who can only be described as somewhat delicate in appearance, was wearing a light-colored short coat as usual, paired with a dark blue horse-faced skirt. The hem of the skirt was already covered with dirt spots, and her hair was tied up in long braids.

The bun is firmly fixed with only a green belt of the same color as the skirt.

No matter how you look at it, it looks so ordinary, but it has a pair of extremely quiet and cold eyes, holding a bow and looking steadily ahead.

Suddenly, the string moved with his fingers, and an arrow flew out with a feather, hitting a person in the cheek.

Zhao Surui followed the arrow and saw a short dagger falling out of the hand of the person who was hit by the arrow.

Good eyesight, good accuracy, and good courage.

Zhao Surui, who was happy to see it, started to clap his hands and cheered.

"Tunan, I know a girl whose archery skills are similar to yours. You should practice your riding and shooting skills more, and let you two go up the mountain to compete one day!"

Tunan glanced at her cheerful girl, then lowered her eyes. The next moment, she continued to stare ahead with her bow raised.

Another arrow cut through the rain curtain and shot out a cloud of blood.

It's so enjoyable! It's so enjoyable! Zhao Surui's hands felt itchy when he saw it, but he looked down at his thin wrist and knew that he couldn't even use a small bow well...

"Tunan! Give me your sword!"

Tunan glanced at him and said softly: "Girl, rather than the power of a sword, you should stand here to have an overview of the situation and command the entire army. We all need girls to teach us how to deal with the enemy."

Zhao Surui stood there, knowing very well that Tunan rejected him.

But...

But...

Yes, he is wise and powerful, a natural-born general who has an overview of the situation and commands the entire army!

"you're right!"

He nodded and looked at the battle situation below the wall with dignity.

Although the people in his village can barely be said to be well-trained, the people in Shouchenghou's house are obviously very good at fighting in groups. They are all vicious masters who specialize in picking people's legs.

, the back of the neck, the side ribs, his men will suffer if they are not careful.

Seeing a strong man wearing colorful clothes, Zhao Surui's heart was filled with rage.

These people under him were all fed by him with meals of meat. If they were slightly damaged, the damage would be all his meat!

"Tu Nan, take aim at the one wearing the Liuheyi unified hat on his hand, and destroy his trick!"

Following his words, Tunan's bow had already turned its direction.

Zhao Surui looked to the other side: "Pei Feng! The central army is forward, the two wings are backward, the spear tips are staggered, and the top and bottom are guarded!"

"Yes!" Peifeng shouted, and immediately led the men to change formations. He read out the names of several people and told them to point their spears down to guard against being attacked in the legs.

Zhao Surui looked over and found that Peifeng read out the name of every other person, and actually knew the names of the entire queue by heart.

After suppressing the urge to stuff Peifeng back into his mother's womb and regenerate it, Zhao Surui said to the others:

"These people are used to fighting in groups and always want to surround you. You three are in a group and look after each other. Don't let them surround you! It will destroy their legs!"

As soon as Shao Zhiqing heard this, he knew that Madam Shen also understood. He went to the battle circle, picked up two of his own men, and shouted loudly:

"How can a group of gangsters be a match for us? Brothers, please guard your position and protect each other's backs! If we win this battle, Mrs. Shen will definitely reward us!"

"Reward!" Zhao Surui raised his head and said, "Not only will I kill two pigs to celebrate your success, I will also reward each of you with two pieces of cotton cloth and three taels of silver so that you can go back and have a prosperous New Year with me!"

"yes!"

Under the heavy reward, all the tenants' eyes lit up, and for a moment they were full of momentum, killing their opponents and retreating.

Zhao Surui looked at the field and suddenly frowned.

"I remember there was a tall, thin man who was always guarding the steward. Where is he?"

Just as he was talking, a scream suddenly came from the yard behind.

Zhao Surui thought of the concubines behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Women were born weak, and even those as brave as Tunan Peifeng were mostly useless.

In the flash of lightning, confusion suddenly rose in Zhao Surui's heart - what would Shen Sanfei think if she knew that those Xie Fengan's concubines were dead?

Thinking of the voices that sounded in his heart, Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows.

Mostly to ridicule him as an emperor who can't even protect a few women!

When he thought about it, he couldn't stand...

"You maids, follow me with sticks."

He casually drew the sword from Tunan's waist and handed it to the little maid who had been holding an umbrella for him:

"When you see a thief, just stab him in the stomach. If the thief takes your sword, hide behind me!"

The little maid held the sword as if holding a child.

Seeing that he actually wanted to go to the back to rescue people, Tunan was naturally worried and wanted to go with her.

"There was only that scream. I didn't think many people came in. I called the guard guarding the door to follow me. If something happens later, I will set fire to the yard, and you will come in to save me. Here, I hand over for you."

While speaking, Zhao Surui raised his hand and patted Tunan on the shoulder.

Tunan was startled for a moment when he saw his girl taking out the whip from her waist and striding towards the yard.

She turned her head and looked at the fighting field outside the village again.

"Her girl" is not her girl.

But he's not a bad person either.

With this thought in mind, she shot out another arrow, hitting a man in the throat. The man fell on his back, blood splattered several feet high, and his body twitched and became motionless.

Zhao Surui walked all the way to the back, but did not see the gatekeeper he had assigned before. He clutched the whip tightly in his hand, but was not afraid.

He has never seen what kind of storms, even if his body is Shen Sanbai, he is still the invincible Emperor Zhaode!

He hurried all the way to the main courtyard.

The scene in the yard was beyond his expectation.

"Tie him up! Bind his hands!"

"Tie the hands first or the legs first?"

"Do you want to tie your head first? It's still bleeding!"

"Forget it, get out of your way and let me tie you up!"

"Sister Qingying, can you kidnap people?"

"At least he was kidnapped."

Two men in civilian clothes fell in the main courtyard, bleeding gurgling from their heads. Qingying held a rope in her hand and was straddling a tall and thin man to tie his arms. The rope was tied tightly. Even.

The main courtyard where Zhao Surui was used to living was in a mess. Several of the stones he usually used to exercise were stained with blood. Just by looking at them, one could tell what kind of misfortune these two men had suffered.

Liu Tianxing pinned the front skirt of her horse-faced skirt to her waist and squatted on the ground to watch Qingying's movements.

Xia He pinched his waist like a teapot, pointed at the other man lying on the ground and cursed: "You don't even know who my aunt is, and you dare to threaten me!"

Not only was the man's head bleeding, but his wrists were also densely pricked with silver needles, which shone with a cold light and made people frightened to see them.

The only person who looked the same as usual was An Niannian. She was wiping her hands in the rain with a handkerchief.

Liu Tianxing raised her head and said with a smile: "Sister An, you are so strong!"

Zhao Surui:...Okay, he knows who is responsible for hitting the person.
To be continued...