The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 2008 People in the Village
Based on the firearms of the Yuan army before, not all the mob troops were equipped with Shenlong blunderbuss, and half of them would be considered good.

Except for the troops directly under the command of the Yuan court in various places, and the garrison of the Luzhu Mansion, the rest of the troops are basically not equipped with Shenlong blunderbuss.

I don't know where this army came from.

But that's not too important.

One by one, the soldiers raised the Shenlong guns, either with half-smiles, or looked at the young men and the martial artists in front of them with menacing expressions.

Although they are not good for fighting the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, they still feel that they are not a problem against these young and strong martial artists.

If more than 500 guns can't handle a hundred guns, then their work will be considered in vain.

The young men and martial artists hiding behind the bunker did not dare to shoot. The arrogant tone of the big belly general weakened their inner courage a lot.

This time is not like before, there is almost no hope of winning.

"You guys watch here."

Finally, a martial artist stood up, raised his hand to the robbers outside the bunker, and ran towards the village.

After running back to the village, he ran straight to one of the big households.

On the side of the road, some village residents who were worried about themselves watched the martial artist running in a hurry, and then looked at the robbers outside the village.His face was a little pale.

The martial artist ran into the big house with two mighty stone lions at the door.

"master."

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his paunchy master sitting leisurely on a recliner in the yard.Smoking a pipe, next to the master are two charming young ladies who are waiting on him.

These two little ladies are very beautiful, which makes these martial artists feel at ease.But no one dared to think of them, because the master's origin was too mysterious.

They were all hired by the "master" before he came to the village, and placed them in the village.

Only they know that the other so-called big households are actually nothing more than masters hired by the master.It's just that they are much more powerful than ordinary martial artists like them.

The entire village can be said to be under the master's control.

"what's up?"

The person on the recliner turned his head, looking careless.

It was Yuan Wuqi, the marshal of the Yuanzhong Route Army who had disappeared.

No one knew that the marshal of the Yuanzhong Route Army who had fled the battle actually hid in a village outside the city of Luzhou.

Since escaping here, Yuanwuqi has stayed in his house almost all day long, rarely going out.Even the spider web of the Yuan Dynasty could not find out his whereabouts.

As for now, the spider web will no longer care about his life or death.

However, Yuanwuqi still seldom goes out, which shows how cautious this person is.

Of course, this also has something to do with the dozen or so beautiful concubines he raised in the mansion.In addition to the beautiful concubine brought out from Kaifeng mansion, he bought more than a dozen women in a short period of time, and he was drunk and dreamed of death.

In those years when he was in a high position, the wealth he accumulated was enough for him to squander in his life.

"Outside, there are at least 500 robbers coming from outside, and they all have Shenlong guns. Master, he, they are a defeated army! Tell everyone in the village to go out!" the martial artist said.

"The defeated army..."

Yuan Wuqi muttered and frowned slightly, "How come there are so many people..."

Of course he knew the strength of his village. It was no problem to beat ordinary bandits, and it was not a problem to stop an army of two hundred people.But there are more than 500 people, and they still have Shenlong guns, so the hope is slim.

"Go and call everyone out, and meet me at the entrance of the village!"

No matter what Yuanwuqi said, he was also a Marshal, so of course he wouldn't just mess up like this.There was no panic on his face, he gave instructions to the martial artist, and then pushed aside the concubine beside him.

Get up and walk out of the yard.

It seemed that he was about to go out of the village like this.

The martial artist was busy reporting the letter.

Yuanwuqi walked slowly to the entrance of the village.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people.Whether it's his clothes or his demeanor, he is beyond the reach of ordinary families.

The young men in the village had hardly seen him, and there was doubt in their eyes.

Even some martial artists are.

"In Qiyuan, the main house of Xiaben Village, the general came here in person. If I have lost my way, I ask the general to forgive me."

But in the next moment, Yuan Wuqi, who had an extraordinary bearing, bowed to the general outside who was about the same size as him.Although it was not considered groveling, the flattering look on his face completely removed his previous demeanor.

There seems to be no abruptness in the transition between the two temperaments.

This is where Yuanwuqi excels.

He is the person who understands the profound meaning of the sentence that people are under the roof and have to bow their heads.No one is strong, so they choose to bow their heads and admit defeat without hesitation.

If it were any other marshal of the Yuan Dynasty, he would definitely not be able to do this.As for the generals of the Song Dynasty, I am afraid that among the generals of the Dutong level, there will be no one who can "bend and stretch" like him.

"Cunzheng...Wuqiyuan..."

However, the general outside did not answer, but stared at Yuan Wuqi's face.The eyes are constantly changing.

"Ha ha!"

After a few seconds, he suddenly sneered, and said: "You are a sensible person, since you know you are guilty, why don't you just kneel down and make amends?"

Rao Yiyuan could not help but look up at the general because of his temperament.There was a flash of anger in the depths of his eyes.

The clay bodhisattva also has a temper.

He can bow by himself, and even kneel on his own initiative.But it feels completely different to take the initiative and be forced by others.

Moreover, if he just knelt down like this, it would be difficult to maintain his prestige in the village in the future.This is also something Yuanwuqi has to take into account.

Yuan Wuqi didn't knelt down, but said: "General, why do you do this? Why don't you go to the manor and let us treat you and the soldiers with good wine and meat, how about it?"

"No no no."

The general shook his head, and said, "I just want to see you kneeling in front of me, haha!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted to the young men and martial artists in the bunker: "As long as he kneels down, this general will not embarrass you! Haha!"

These words made many people's faces change slightly.

But Yuanwuqi's complexion suddenly changed.

He noticed something unusual, stared at the general's face suddenly, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you recognize me? Who are you?"

At this moment, he probably regretted coming out like this.

After the end of the frontier battle, after such a long time, he finally relaxed a bit.

(End of this chapter)