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Chapter 37 Yellow Turban Village

The two put on light clothes and ran at full speed, as light as a cheetah, and returned to the village in a short while.

At the same time, other villagers who were outside also rushed back, looking a little panicked.

On the watchtower, the villagers watching have already shouted.

"Bandit, Bandit is here!"

"Too bad, it's the bandits on Huangshigang!"

"Why did they come to us at this time, and the dry season has not even passed..."

"I hope nothing will happen today, the hunting team is not here..."

The villagers who came back gathered together and talked to each other, their faces full of worry.

"Brother..." As if infected by the tense atmosphere around, Xu Yaya pinched the corner of Xu Gu'an's clothes, feeling a little uneasy.

After all, she is the youngest in the family, and she cannot help but rely on the elders when faced with major events.

"It's okay, there's the village chief." Xu Gu'an said slowly, holding Xu Yaya's head.

With his gaze, there was a group of figures in the distance, about a hundred people, all of them armed with spears, sticks, knives and axes, and with a yellow turban tied on their heads, striding towards the village.

Even though there is still a distance, Xu Gu'an can feel an invisible pressure.

His eyes fixed on the yellow scarves tied on the foreheads of this group of people.

On Huangshigang in the eastern suburbs, there is a bandit group that has been established for a long time, called Huangjinzhai.

The yellow scarf tied on the head is an important symbol of them.

Following the shouts from the watchtower, the villagers who stayed in the village ran out one after another.

Including the village chief Xu Rushan.

Feng Man also ran over in a panic, and was relieved after seeing that Xu Gu'an and Xu Yaya were fine.

"Mother, the bucket and pole are still thrown by the river." Seeing Feng Man approaching, Xu Guan said.

"It's this time, let's not worry about it." Feng Man said in a low voice, instinctively pulling his children behind him like a chicken guard.

On the other hand, the arrival of the village chief Xu Rushan finally allowed the villagers to find their backbone, and the chaotic scene stabilized a little.

"Village chief, why are these bandits here at this time? The dry season is only halfway through, and the autumn harvest is still early..." Xu Liushui approached the old village chief with a solemn expression, as if he was facing an enemy.

Today's patrol team behind him, seeing the bandits approaching, took off the longbows on their backs one after another, and put one hand on their quiver.

If these bandits force their way in, they are ready to die.

After dealing with bandits for so many years, everyone knows very well that these bandits are vicious people who cannibalize people without spit out their bones.

If the villagers are not united and each admits to being cowardly, and they don't even have the courage to fight to the death, then they can only let these bandits eat and wipe away, and then everyone will be completely finished.

Knowing this, the villagers in the village gathered immediately after hearing the movement, just like the scene when they faced the group of hungry wolves, they all spoke out unanimously.

"Let's see." Xu Rushan took two steps forward and came to the entrance of the village.

A group of people in the village also followed closely, only some old and weak women and children who really had no combat effectiveness stayed where they were.

Feng Man took Xu Gu'an and Xu Yaya and chose to follow.

Even if their combat effectiveness is not strong, they have at least reached the hard cortex, and they are neither too old nor too young. The number of people can increase the momentum of the team to some extent.

Xu Gu'an glanced around. Excluding the old and weak women and children who had no combat power at all, and the hunting team that did not come back, the number of remaining villagers was estimated to be nearly 300.

In terms of numbers, they were obviously more. After all, the number of Yellow Turban bandits who came to commit crimes was only close to a hundred.

But in terms of combat power, the opponents are a group of fierce people who earn a living on the tip of their swords, and all of them are strong and strong, which is not comparable to that of ordinary villagers.

Among the 300 of them, there are actually not many young and strong people who have really reached the cowhide level and have formed a good combat power. There may be only 30 to [-] people together.

This is the result of the village chief deliberately leaving some members of the hunting team behind, otherwise the combat power of the village will only be even more unrecognizable.

Soon, bandits also came outside the village gate, and a confrontation formed between the two sides.

This also made Xu Gu'an, who was in the crowd, secretly relieved.

The other party shouted and shouted to kill before they came up, which meant that they came here today for other purposes, more like a negotiation than a war.

As long as you can communicate, there is still room for maneuver.

If they really wanted to fight, Xu Gu'an, who hadn't developed yet, was completely unsure of being able to protect himself after the war started.

Not to mention the relatives of Xu Yaya and Feng Man.

So this wave of war with bandits is also something he doesn't want to see.

The village head, Xu Rushan, had a calm face. Facing these bandits, he showed no trace of fear.

His gaze finally locked on the bandit headed by him.

This person has no hair on his face, his head is shiny and full of flesh, his eyes are long and narrow, and he looks sinister and inexplicable.

He was also wearing a set of thick leather armor that looked quite good. I don't know what kind of material it was made of. Xu Gu'an had never seen such formal and sophisticated equipment in the village.

Just looking at the defensive power of this set of leather armor must be very high, I am afraid that even a sword may not be able to cut it open.

There are also two small silver axes around the waist, about the length of the forearm, which are undoubtedly the weapons in the opponent's hand.

This person is Ma An, the third head of the Yellow Turban Village.

A pair of silver flower axes, known to have the ability to split mountains and seas.

Not to mention the strength of the bragging in these words, but the identity of the other party is true.

The third in command of the Yellow Turban Village is also one of the people who talk about the village, this status is enough to make people attach great importance to it.

"Third Master, why are you here today?" Xu Rushan cupped his hands and asked directly.

"Of course it's the harvest, the old rules." Ma An grinned and said rough.

When Xu Rushan heard this, he realized something, and his heart sank, but he still said: "The third master, according to the rules of previous years, the next harvest will be during the autumn harvest."

When Ma An heard this, the smile on his face became colder, "Autumn harvest is autumn harvest, now is now, in previous years, the head of the family has been kind enough to save you from harvesting grain in the dry season.

This year, the brothers can't get enough to eat, so naturally they have to continue collecting food according to the rules. "

Ma An took it for granted, but instead scolded Xu Rushan for not knowing what to do.

As soon as these words came out, the villagers immediately exploded.

"There is no grain to grow in the dry season, so where can we get food?"

"Isn't this difficult for the strong?"

"In previous years, we only harvested grain during the spring and autumn harvests. There was never a dry season to harvest grain. This is going to force us to die!"

During the discussion among the villagers, many expressions became more and more angry, and they tightened their grip on the machete and hoe in their hands.

The next moment, a group of bandits behind Ma An showed their weapons, stepped forward with a ferocious expression, and started yelling.

They had done all kinds of bad things, and the evil spirit on their bodies really frightened the villagers. They took a few steps back after being hit, and shut their mouths all at once.

When facing this group of violent bandits, it was somewhat frightening.

What is in front of me is not the game screen on the screen, but the real scene of village war in reality.

The villagers looked at the village chief again, waiting for his decision.

If they really wanted to die, as long as the village chief gave an order, they would fight it out!
Anyway, I'm going to die anyway, it's better to die with this group of hateful bandits than to starve to death!
(End of this chapter)