Although the country men have never practiced martial arts, they have been working in the fields all year round. Who does not have a thousand kilograms of strength?

I heard that someone was going to invade their homeland and motherland. Everyone was full of passion, showing their tendons and flesh, and took on the things they had done. They shouted with great pride, "The Japanese are tired of living, and they actually set their minds on our Dongqin head!"

"Catch them back to the island!"

"Fuck them!"

"Fuck them!"

The inside was quickly suppressing the anger of the masses, "Okay, okay, keep your anger and use it to deal with the Japanese pirates at that time. This time, save some energy. If the noise is too big, it will be bad to startle the snake. Remember, follow the command and arrangement of the county magistrate, and do not act recklessly. The enemy is cunning, and you cannot win by just your strength."

"Don't worry, we are right, we have a sense of responsibility!"

As night falls gradually, the quiet village is the same as before and different.

In the courtyards, alleys, bushes, and deep grass, there are ambush officers and soldiers and villagers ready to go.

Everything is ready and leisurely, everyone is very patient, like a hunter waiting for prey.

At midnight, a crisp sound of fireworks bursting.

A blue flame flashed through the sky, which was very beautiful, but it was a product that Dongqin did not have.

Pu Lanbin in the dark glanced at Qin Muxiu, and the appreciation in his eyes increased a little. Why didn't he expect it to be wrong?

They had already calculated the time. The dead men saw fireworks from the town and rushed over, which took about a stick of incense.

Therefore, there is still one stick of incense to start fighting.

The darkness puts a layer of protective color on the earth, and even time seems to be still.

Xiaogang Village is as quiet as an ancient well, but the undercurrents are surging under the wellhead, and outsiders have no way to know.

I don't know how long it took, a sharp and strange sound came out.

That is the sound made by the villagers with leaves in their mouths. They work in the fields on weekdays, and the distance between fields is far away. When shouting, the villagers use leaves to whistle to communicate. Only they know the meaning of each tone.

Qin Muxiu suggested that Pu Lanbin use Yeshou to pass the order, and Pu Lanbin adopted it.

The sound just now was saying, "The enemy is here."

The Japanese pirates who had just arrived at the entrance of the village also heard this sound.

"What sound?"

"It seems like a bug or a bird's sound?"

"Sure?"

"It's certain that people can't make such a sound."

"That's good, are the torches ready?"

"It's ready!"

"When I enter the village later, I will throw the torch directly onto the thatched roof or firewood pile and the haystack! After throwing it, I will withdraw. If anyone tries to escape, kill directly! If you can't kill, hurry to the other end of the village and dig a hole and bury it!"

"yes!"

These people were all wearing black clothes, almost integrated with the night, and moved quickly. If they had not been prepared for a long time, they would have sneaked into the village and the villagers would have been asleep, and they would have been wiped out.

Just as the first torch was lit, they saw people gushing out from every corner.

"What's going on? Isn't it late at night? How could anyone have?"

"Don't panic! Maybe it's a villager who urinates at night, just cover his mouth and kill it. Don't let him yell at others!"

"Not a pissing villager! So many people! They have weapons!"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!