Da Wei Chun

Chapter 48 Raising the White Flag

"Am I irritating you?"

Li Chengzhi grinned: "Hu Baozong, you think too highly of yourself... Grandpa brought you here, just to show you how much my Li family paid to cook for your Hu family? You have some conscience. , just think about it, how to make up for it afterwards..."

After speaking, he shouted at Li Song again: "What are you doing, do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

really burn?

Li Song was stunned, as if frozen.

Li Chengzhi raised his foot angrily, endured and endured, but still did not kick down.

"Go away!" He pushed Li Song four or five steps away, and shouted again, "Li Zhang?"

"I'm... I'm here!" Li Zhang was frightened, his upper and lower teeth were fighting.

My father was almost kicked out by Lang Jun...

"Bring a hundred soldiers to the foot of the mountain to cut down trees. You don't need many, seven or eight trees are enough, but you need more ground cypresses and thick pine needles under the trees. You must be the kind that can set off a big fire..."

After speaking, he paused again, and asked sullenly: "Since they are all wearing armor, shouldn't they be scared off by a few branches and sticks?"

"No...No!" Seeing the killing intent in Li Chengzhi's eyes, Li Zhang shook his head like a rattle.

"Li Zhao!"

"The servant is here!"

Li Chengzhi pointed to the monk's house half a mile away: "Take all the carriages there to pull the grass, remember, it's hay... If you can't light a fire, peel off your robes and set it on fire..."

"promise!"

"Li Feng, bring all the archers to the formation and use rockets!" Li Chengzhi narrowed his eyes and said word by word, "Two quarters of an hour later, there is a thief who came down from the mountain alive, you can finish it yourself... "

Finish it yourself?

Li Feng trembled incessantly, and lowered his head sharply: "I will live up to the orders of the Lord!"

Hu Baozong watched all this in shock and suspicion.

He dared to be [-]% sure that Li Chengzhi would definitely dare to set fire to it if the traitor on the mountain hadn't reacted in two quarters.

But he didn't know, where did Li Chengzhi's sudden anger come from?

"Li Chengzhi, don't be foolish..."

Li Chengzhi smiled gloomily: "If I want to fool around, I won't give the thieves two minutes!"

Hu Baozong suddenly realized, and said to Li Song: "Li Song, give the order quickly, shout to the mountain, if you don't surrender, you will burn the mountain..."

"Who dares to talk too much, I'll cut him!" Li Chengzhi asked coldly, "Don't the thief have eyes?"

After cursing, he turned his head again and looked at Li Song coldly: "You all want me to be a gentleman, and I want to be a gentleman too, but the question is, have you given me a chance?

Li Song, "The Li family is heaven, and the clansmen are fate", you can't just talk about it... If the thieves on the mountain were a little more courageous today, would you still have your life? "

Li Song's face suddenly turned pale.

He didn't know until this moment that Li Chengzhi was not pretending to be angry, nor was he pretending to Hu Baozong.

He also finally knew why Li Chengzhi seemed to be crazy...

This is because of his own failures and the behavior of Li Jiading's old soldier.

Most of the thieves didn't even have a cotton-padded jacket to keep out the cold, and some even wore straw sandals, but they were still able to persevere, and what about themselves?

Three hundred soldiers actually caught fire less than thirty feet away from the enemy?

If the mountain is not a group of beggars who lack soldiers and few weapons, but a team of well-trained soldiers, they only need a dive and they will be defeated...

"Servant... guilty!"

Li Song knelt on one knee on the ground, sweat dripping from his head.

"Li Song, I told you a long time ago that your husband is not a god and can't protect the Li family. Everything depends on us. But you, just based on my joke, you are more and more confident, Getting arrogant..."

Halfway through speaking, Li Chengzhi sighed in disappointment: "I hope this is the last time I reprimand you, and next time, you will go to Jingzhou and serve your family's Erlang..."

Li Chengzhi is so daring, he even dares to call Li Shixian "the Erlang of the Li family?"

Where is Hu Baozong still so angry just now?
He could clearly see that Li Chengzhi was taking the opportunity to beat Li Song.

But he was more curious, what kind of joke did Li Chengzhi say that could make a calm and introverted veteran like Li Song swell to the point where he seemed to have forgotten his last name?
As if returning to the days before he turned his face, Hu Baozong poked Li Chengzhi: "What did you say?"

"What's the matter with you?" Li Chengzhi said angrily, "Aren't you afraid that I will burn the mountain?"

"I'm not afraid anymore!" Hu Baozong stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountain, "See for yourself!"

……

The sun has reached the top of the mountain, and the sky is getting darker and colder, but the monks and monks on the mountain did not relax their vigilance against the mountain.

Seeing that the young man seemed to be giving an order, and seeing the soldiers being chased away from the fire, the young monk couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are these people going to withdraw?"

"It's not like withdrawing troops, let's take a look!"

As soon as Yin Ze's voice fell, he saw a strong mountain-like man leading a team of soldiers to the foot of the mountain.

Hearing only a few vague orders, nearly a hundred soldiers scattered into seven or eight teams, each surrounded by a pine tree, and chopped down with a horizontal knife.

"Cut down a tree with a knife?" The young monk sneered, "Do you still want to cut another way out? Well, no, why are they so scattered?"

All the soldiers are at the foot of the mountain, and each team is separated by seven or eight feet, obviously not cutting the road.

The monk had an ominous premonition: "Uncle, do you want to shoot?"

"It's useless!" Yinze shook his head vigorously, "These are all armored soldiers, unless you can shoot a wooden gun into their face..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Ze's expression changed again.

A little further behind the soldiers, another group of archers lined up, knelt down on one knee, and even started stringing their bows.

"How can it be possible to shoot so far?" the monk asked in shock and doubt.

"Of course I can't shoot it now, but what if it's close? Not good..."

Yin Ze exclaimed, jumped out from behind the tree, and looked into the distance.

The group of carriages had already descended from the foot of the mountain, heading towards the Sengzhuang.

There was a pile of firewood by the wall of the village, and four or five carriages stopped and loaded firewood.

Not enough firewood by the fire?

He looked at the fire again, the pyre was full, and there were more than a dozen soldiers placing pots on the fire, as if they were refining something.

Leaning slightly, another soldier Ding was holding a bundle of arrows and soaked them in the pot.

It was not until this time that Yinze could smell a greasy smell wafting from the mountains and forests.

He thought it was the smell of turpentine burning in the fire below the mountain.

What is cutting the road, this is a fire attack?
Yin Ze's face was gray and white, and he roared with split eyes: "There is no doubt that the soldiers at the foot of the mountain are officers and soldiers, quickly raise the white flag..."

(End of this chapter)