Zhang Rao nodded, grabbed Mo Feifan's hand tightly and said, "Feifan, you should be careful too." After a brief explanation, Zhang Rao and Cai Mengyu took Mo Feifan's token back to Qijiahuo Town to call for help.
After watching Zhang Rao and the two go away, Mo Feifan knew that the situation was urgent and he must seize the time. He raised his head and asked Yang Pei:
"Uncle Yang, if you are given enough time, can you find those brothers who were separated?"
Yang Pei didn't understand why Feifei asked this, and nodded blankly: "The brothers of the White Knife Gang are basically people from Liujia Town or several nearby towns. The reason why they dare not show their faces is probably because they are worried about encountering big stocks.
The enemies were annihilated one by one. As long as you give me some time, I will definitely be able to bring back those brothers who were scattered and dared not show their faces."
"Okay, if that's the case, that's fine." Mo Feifan said with satisfaction.
"It's just that we can't get out at all now, so how can we find anyone?" Yang Pei expressed his concerns.
"It's not easy to get out. All you have to do is give up the main hall."
"no!"
As soon as Mo Feifan's words came out, he was opposed by Yu Lin. The latter rejected the former's proposal and said firmly: "No, we must not give up the main hall. If the main hall is occupied by others, then the White Knife Gang will
There is no place for me to stand. Even if I die in battle, I will not take a step back."
Yu Lin is a man of honor. Even if he is killed, he will not bow his head in front of a mob. What's more, losing the main hall is equivalent to losing the geographical advantage, and it will be even more difficult to come back in the future.
Mo Feifan thought differently from Yu Lin. In his opinion, if the green hills were left, there would be no need to worry about running out of firewood. As long as people were around, there would still be hope for everything. Hearing Yu Lin's firm words, he became a little anxious and quickly explained
: "Uncle Yu, this main hall is just a dead thing. When we come back someday, this main hall will still be ours."
"No, if I say no, I can't. I am still the deputy leader of the White Knife Gang. Since you have been expelled from the White Knife Gang, you are not qualified to interfere with the affairs of the White Knife Gang. Get out of here before I get angry.
As big as the world is, get away as far as you can from me."
Of course, Yu Lin's words were just angry words, he was just trying to make Mo Feifan angry away.
But Mo Feifan is so stupid. He can get angry just by talking to him. Mo Feifan continued to persuade: "Uncle Yu, fifteen gangs have joined forces to rebel. There must be a thread connecting them. We only need to find this thread."
The main line can disintegrate them. But the prerequisite for all this is that you live safely and safely. You are the backbone of the brothers. As long as you are alive, there is hope for everything."
"Yes, sir, just listen to Fei Fei." Yang Pei advised on the side. In his opinion, Yu Lin's safety is more important than the Face Gang.
"No, no, even if I agree to leave, what will happen to these brothers in the main hall? Within a quarter of an hour, another wave of enemy attacks will definitely come. It is easy for me to leave, but what should I do with the brothers? Let them wait to die.
Really?" Yu Lin shook his head, his attitude still firm.
"If I move all the brothers out and hide them safely, can Uncle Yu agree to leave?" Mo Feifan asked tentatively.
Transferring all the wounded in just a quarter of an hour sounded more like a dream. After Yu Lin finished, he agreed without even thinking: "If you can do it, I will promise you to leave. If you do,
Short of this, I would rather die with my brothers than step out of the main hall."
"Okay, just a word from a gentleman."
"The words come out like the wind!"
After receiving Yu Lin's promise, Mo Feifan breathed a sigh of relief. He added: "Uncle Yu, I have a request, that is, everyone in the main hall must listen to me."
"Okay, including me, your words are orders and everyone will obey them unconditionally." Yu Lin said with a magnanimous expression.
"Thank you, Uncle Yu."
The two of them talked to each other and quickly decided on the candidate for the general.
When the two armies are fighting, the first task is to determine the candidate for the general. With a general, there will be military power, and with military power, there will be a cohesive core force.
Mo Feifan knew this very well and quickly confirmed this before the war started.
After confirming one's status, the second step is to establish prestige, so as to form a rallying point and gather combat effectiveness. Time is tight, and establishing prestige can only be achieved in battle.
He called Yang Peili aside and asked, "Uncle Yang, how many people do we have on hand now?"
Without thinking, Yang Pei opened his mouth and answered: "There are more than 260 people together, but most of the brothers are injured. There are a total of 87 people who can fight. We will select some from the seriously injured people.
We can gather a hundred and fifty people."
"In this way, you select thirteen people from the seriously injured people, plus the eighty-seven people, to make a total of one hundred people. These one hundred people will put on new clothes and new trousers, and make new soldiers and horses.
I want to use these one hundred people to conquer this rabble and let them have a taste of my power."
"What? One hundred people, how is this possible?" Yang Pei exclaimed, and his first reaction was that Mo Feifan was not crazy.
From the beginning of the conversation between Mo Feifan and Yu Lin, Yang Pei's heart kept beating. He never believed that the young man in front of him could evacuate all the wounded in just a quarter of an hour. Now seeing that Mo Feifan not only did not
Immediately diverting attention from the wounded and instead assuming a fight to the death, how can we say this is not the behavior of a madman?
Mo Feifan was not crazy, but full of confidence. He had deep dimples, black eyebrows spread out, and his fists clenched loudly: "Don't worry, Uncle Yang, I have a clever plan."
Although Yang Pei looked suspicious, he was very confident in him when he saw Yu Lin. Now, only a dead horse can be treated as a living horse doctor.
Yang Peidao: "What do I need to do, mobilization before the war, or an ambush?"
Mo Feifan: "I don't need anything. I just want Uncle Yang to prepare for me thirty sharpened bamboos that are more than one foot long. I don't need to remove the big bamboo branches, just sharpen them. There is no need to do anything else."
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Yang Pei: "Bamboo? Use bamboo?" Although Yang Pei has rich battlefield experience, he has no idea what Mo Feifan said about his plan.
Mo Feifan: "Yes, I want to put on a show for this rabble."
When he mentioned the word "a play", Yang Pei saw the deep dimples on Mo Feifan's face. Yes, he was smiling, a proud smile that he had not seen for a long time.