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Chapter 17 Trap

Zhang Luo let go of his hand and put the little fool down.

He said to Zhang Wangsheng:

"You can go, but you can't go too close."

"You can't leave ten steps away from me, or I will personally send you back to Baihu Mansion."

"Let your cousin teach you a lesson."

Hearing that Zhang Luo agreed to let him follow, Zhang Wangsheng was instantly overjoyed.

He quickly nodded in agreement.

The other three people also looked at Zhang Luo with expectant eyes.

Zhang Luo also said:

"You are also with Wangsheng and cannot leave my side."

After giving instructions, Zhang Luo took four living treasures with him.

Walk towards the rice fields on the mountain behind the guardhouse.

After Zhang Luo and others arrived at the edge of the rice field.

There is already a beacon fire ahead.

Zhenhaiwei and the people from Dongshan Village faced each other and started to stand up.

The two sides faced each other across a long and wide dirt road.

The Zhenhai Guards dispatched more than 300 men this time.

Dongshan Village opposite could not bear to show its weakness.

The number of people seems to be more than that of Zhenhaiwei.

Not far away, a scribe and several government officials were standing on a high place.

The clerk in brown clothes said to a government official behind him:

"After the fighting is finished on both sides, you can go quickly and count the wounded."

"Then collect the fines for fighting from both sides, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, sir, we will definitely get things done and we won't let a private fighter go!"

The scribe then said:

"This time Mr. Hu from Dongshan Village put in some money."

"If the situation is not good for Dongshan Village, you should go earlier."

"If Dongshan Village wins, you will wait until it's over before going. Is that clear?"

"I understand, don't worry, sir."

Zhang Luo, who was watching the battle, was a little shocked at the scene.

Zhang Luo had heard of the Fujian-Guangzhou area before traveling through it, and its folk customs were the most fierce in ancient times.

Now I see the fighting scene of seven to eight hundred people in front of me.

My heart couldn't help but tumble.

Zhenhaiwei and Dongshancun were preparing to take action on both sides of the dirt road.

Zhang Changwei, headed by Zhenhai Guard, was looking at the villagers of Dongshan Village across the way with his eyes blazing.

Civil wars are bloody!

In later dynasties' armed battles, there were also rumors of the use of shotguns and even gunpowder.

The level of brutality can be seen here.

In order to win the ownership of this rice field.

Zhenhaiwei and Dongshan Village have been fighting for many years.

It could be that the two sides have reached the point of becoming mortal enemies.

At first, the people of Dongshan Village were no match for Zhenhaiwei.

After all, Zhenhai Guard is a military guard post.

Even if the soldiers do not take action, those who are sent are their families.

They are definitely much more powerful than ordinary mountain people.

But in these years of defense against Japanese pirates.

People in the guardhouse died in battle every year.

The tragic situation of white-haired people sending black-haired people to Zhenhaiwei often occurs.

There are not many middle-aged people left in the guardhouse.

They were all recruited to the guardhouse to join the army.

The civilian strength available to Zhenhaiwei began to decline step by step.

That's why yesterday's Dongshan Village attack occurred.

The little fool Zhang Wangsheng followed Zhang Luo with his eyes wide open.

Cheer up and encourage the warriors of Zhenhaiwei.

Following Zhang Changwei's roar.

A spectacular clan fighting officially kicked off.

The two sides are lined up facing each other around the dirt road.

Villagers armed with wooden sticks and steel forks started the first round of collisions.

Zhang Luo lay on the side slope and watched.

Under the countless torches, it was impossible to see the expressions of the villagers clearly.

The villagers in Zhenhaiwei all wear a yellow scarf on their heads.

A bit like the Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Jiao in the Three Kingdoms.

On the opposite side, people in Dongshan Village all tied cloth bags on their arms.

After several tentative attacks on both sides along the land.

The people on Zhenhaiwei's side were the first to cross the dirt road.

Zhang Changwei is obviously a veteran in fighting with weapons.

He is very clear about the background of Dongshan Village.

Opposite this mountain village established at the foot of the northeastern mountain of the Weisuo.

Almost all villagers are named Hu.

The Hu family moved here during the troubled times of the late Yuan Dynasty.

It is decades earlier than Zhenhaiwei.

Although the Hu family in Dongshan is not a wealthy gentry family.

But he still has some strength in the county government.

Now the two sons of village chief Hu Dakang are working as county police officers.

Known as the Hu couple.

This is also one of the reasons why the Hu family has always been so arrogant in the county.

This time about the occupation of rice fields.

The two heroes of the Hu family belong to the county government.

It's not good to come forward directly.

However, they also helped their father Hu Dakang and paid some tribute to the county master.

Let the onlookers stand aside at the critical moment.

Of course, Dongshan Hu also spent a lot of money.

Waiting for Zhenhaiwei Zhang to fall into the trap.

Zhang Changwei didn't know the evil moves on the other side.

Just use the same method as before.

In normal clan fights, the stronger men are given priority.

Use long weapons such as hoes, steel forks, and wooden sticks to strike.

The skinny tribesman in the back.

They are mainly responsible for last-hitting and cheering.

The main thing is to gain momentum.

Therefore Zhang Changwei’s previous tactics.

That is to say, the stronger tribesmen should go up first.

Break the opponent's first line of release.

Then he went straight towards the thinner tribesman behind him.

This will break up the enemy's formation.

Zhang Changwei used this tactic before.

It's almost a big win every time.

This time, of course, I will use the old tactics.

He led some strong men and successfully broke through Dongshan Village's first line of defense.

Just when Zhang Changluo was about to rush forward.

But I felt a little strange.

In the past, when he broke through the defense line, the people in the rear of Dongshan Village would run away in fear.

But this time those little bodies who rushed in showed no signs of panic.

Zhang Changwei had a bad feeling in his heart.

The people following him were all mature tribesmen who had experienced many battles.

They found the scene so quiet.

I also felt something strange.

"Hahahaha, I'm just waiting for you to take the bait."

"Brothers, fight me!"

There was a burst of weird laughter, and dozens of big men came out of the crowd in Dongshan Village.

Zhang Changwei and his party were surrounded.

"Beat these people to death!"

Heavy weapons hit Zhang Changwei hard on the back.

Apart from the severe pain, Zhang Changwei felt strange.

In the past, when fighting with the Hu family in Dongshan, they only used hoes and wooden blocks.

These are agricultural tools used by farmers and will not cause serious injuries.

And those who participated in the armed fighting were ordinary people.

Generally, they don’t have enough to eat and they don’t have much strength.

But this was the stick that hit Zhang Changwei on the back.

It's obviously much bigger.

The blow on his body made Zhang Changwei feel like his bones were about to break.

Zhang Changwei immediately realized that these were not farm tools.

And some ruffians in southern Fujian use the bag stick!

Wrapped sticks, also called wire sticks, are made of wooden sticks wrapped with strips of wire.

Most people would definitely not waste iron private wire to make such a stick.

Zhang Luo covered his body and suddenly thought of something worth filming.

He blocked the blows from the stick and yelled at the top of his lungs:

"It's a trap, we were ambushed, it's the county's death row gang!"

The strong man who just laughed strangely lit a torch.

Revealing a face full of bearded cheeks, with fierce gleams from the corners of his eyes.

"Hit me as hard as you can!"


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