After seven days of training, it was finally time for the betting battle.
Aunt Ninth once again invited the dharma altar. Lin Cainiang was holding the confession. Aunt Ninth picked up the ink pen and put a red dot on Su Ze's eyebrows. She shouted "Assign troops and horses" and asked the Yin soldiers to protect the Changning guardsmen who were fighting.
them.
The family temple is under the Lushan Dharma Sect, and the rituals that the Lushan sect is best at are "allocation of soldiers and horses" and "wandering gods".
The so-called "allocation of soldiers and horses" refers to the Yin soldiers enshrined in the family temple. Although the "Yin soldiers" failed to protect Lin Xianyang and his party last time, this ceremony can increase the cohesion of the defenders who go to battle.
Su Ze took charge of the "soldiers and horses", put a red scarf on his head, raised the harpoon in his hand and ordered:
"Set off!"
The place for this fight is still the same as last time by the creek. This time the two sides are fighting a formal clan fight, so it is scheduled to be held in the morning.
The Chen family from Beishan also arrived at the creek early. This time they no longer pretended. Arhats hired from the county were holding hammers and sticks and stood in the center of the Chen family. The man with a scar on his face
A man stood in the crowd, talking and laughing with the leader of the Chen family.
Last time, the young elite of the Changning Guard were seriously injured, so the Chen family who carried the mountain back naturally no longer feared the Changning Guard.
However, just to be on the safe side, I once again paid for the help of Arhat Kick from the city.
The Chen family of Beishan Village has already paid a huge price for this reed field, so naturally it is impossible to give up halfway.
As long as they win this time, Changning Guard will no longer be able to compete for Lutian, and Beishan Village will also raise its banner, and other surrounding villages will no longer compete with Beishan Village for Lutian.
This time we must trample Changning Wei under our feet!
The one who led the Beishan Chen clan in the duel this time was Chen Haizhang, who was also the eldest son of the Beishan Chen clan leader. The scar-faced man beside him ranked fifth, known as Mr. Xiong in the world, and was the leader of the Arhat Foot in the county.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang! We will not hold back this time, and we will defeat Changning Wei and his gang!"
Chen Haizhang's expression changed immediately. The people from the county government were not far away, and they would come to collect weapons and fines as soon as the winner was determined.
The fines for fighting with weapons are based on the heads of fallen people. If Mr. Xiong is aggressive and Chang Ningwei kills a few more, the fines for fighting with weapons will put Chen Beishan back on another huge debt.
Chen Haizhang immediately said:
"Master Xiong only needs to use three or four percent of his strength to deal with these rats, and there is no need to resort to deadly strikes."
"No, no, no! These fists and feet have no eyes, how can you control the strength!"
Chen Haizhang understood what Mr. Xiong meant, so he could only stretch out his finger and said: "I will carry the mountain and Mrs. Chen is willing to offer another five taels of silver. I just ask Mr. Xiong to leave some strength."
Mr. Xiong laughed without comment, and Chen Haizhang rubbed his hands anxiously, but he did not dare to offend Xiong Wu before the fight.
Not far away, the round-faced scribe from last time was walking quickly with his horse, hiding behind a big rock by the stream.
The scribe ordered:
"I've already told that rogue Xiong Wu that we must be more ruthless and knock down a few more people. Let's do it later and issue more fines!"
Ma Kuaibu Kuai quickly smiled and said: "I understand!"
The scribe added: "The three Chen brothers relied on the great master's favor and broke many rules of the public house. This time they are trying to give Beishan Chen some color. Do you understand?"
When it came to the internal struggle in the county government office, Ma Kuaibu quickly covered his mouth.
The grand master of the county government is naturally the county magistrate, the second master is the county magistrate, and the third master is the chief registrar.
Dian Shi, the clerk of each room under the master, is the official staff member of the county government and is also the eldest son of the county government.
As for Ma Kuaibu Kuai and others, they could only be regarded as temporary workers in the county government, so they naturally did not dare to get too involved in the fight between the uncles.
At this moment, Changning Guard's dueling team finally arrived.
Back on the mountain, Mrs. Chen saw the Changning guards holding pot lids and tree branches, and they all laughed.
Xiong Wugen, the leader of Luohanjiao, held his belly in his hands and burst out laughing. He pointed at the wolf in the hands of Changning Weimin and said with a smile:
"This is the first time a certain family has seen someone fighting with branches."
Chen Haizhang also laughed: "Hahaha!"
The Chen family on Beishan opened up the formation, and it was still the long snake formation as before. The young and strong people and the supporting Arhats stood in the front row, and the old and weak people in the back row.
Xiong Wu stood in the center of the crowd. In recent years, the style of armed fighting has become increasingly popular in the county. Xiong Wu is often hired to participate in armed fighting.
Taking a look at Changning Weimin's physical condition, except for the tall and frightening white-faced boy, everyone else looked malnourished and weak. At first glance, he looked like a soft-footed shrimp who couldn't stand on the stage.
Especially the way they held pot lids and tree branches looked even more ridiculous. The Arhats, including Xiong Wu, felt that they had really made a lot of money today.
I was able to get money from the Beishan Chen family, and I also gave favors to the county clerk. I was able to make a lot of money by selling the goods to two families!
Immediately afterwards, a strange formation began to form on the opposite side. Chang Ningwei actually gave up the Long Snake Formation, and instead formed fifty small teams of two in a row, loosely spreading out the formation, facing the Beishan Chen family across the creek.
"Young men, show some color to these frivolous guys!"
Xiong Wu roared and rushed to the opposite side at the lead!
Xiong Wu's target was Su Ze, who was in the middle of the team. He could tell at a glance that Su Ze was the leader of the opponent, and the team he was in was also the most elite.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. Although Xiong Wu had never learned the art of war, he had listened to Dr. Tea in the teahouse and knew the principles of fighting with a few moves.
As long as the leader on the opposite side is captured, Chang Ningwei's group of soft-legged shrimps will be defeated. At that time, they will knock down a few more people and sell them to the county government clerk for favors.
Xiong Wu, with his wishful thinking, took his younger brother and rushed towards Su Ze with a hammer and stick, but Su Ze remained calm and waited until Xiong Wu approached before giving the order: "Wolf up!"
The wolf in the second row immediately raised the wolf in his hand and swept it towards the charging Xiong Wu!
Only then did Xiong Wu realize that this branch-like weapon was very difficult to deal with! The forks above the wolf's fork were very sharp, blocking his charge in all directions.
Xiong Wu had to slow down. At this time, Lang Zhen from a team next door also pressed forward, completely blocking Xiong Wu's space to move.
Xiong Wu gritted his teeth and used a hammer to knock open the wolf fork. However, as Su Ze's team got closer and closer, more and more wolf fork branches were poked at him, and Xiong Wu was forced to take two steps back.
Seeing Xiong Wu's defeat, Luo Hanjiao at the rear quickly picked up stones from the river and threw them towards Su Ze.
At this time, the shield hand in the front row raised the lid of the pot to block the flying stones. The wolf's hand continued to move forward under the cover of the shield hand, locking Xiong Wu by the stream.
"Rat! Do you dare to fight grandpa?" Xiong Wu shouted loudly.
But Su Ze was unmoved at all. He gave the order again, and three or four rows of long gunmen rushed forward with spears and harpoons. The sticks rained down on Xiong Wu's body. The strong man with the scar face shouted.
A miserable cry!
A faint smile appeared on Su Ze's face: "Advance! Beat me up!"