As a result, when Chu Feng was surrounded by excited villagers and everyone sang and danced around him, he was confused and a little unbelievable.
"Aren't they worried at all? What we need to think about now is, shouldn't we join forces to take down Qinghe Mansion? Can these guys have some professional ethics as anti-thieves?" After finally squeezing out of the surrounding villagers, Chu Feng was speechless.
He complained to Fang Yixin.
Fang Yixin was equally helpless: "How about you go discuss it with them?"
Chu Feng quickly shook his head.
Since these villagers are not in a hurry, why is he in a hurry?
When the prefect learned that Li Hu was dead, he subconsciously felt unbelievable: "How is this possible?"
Li Hu was the person he trusted most and the person he trained emphatically. He was originally a secret weapon prepared for the chaos in Niutouzhuang, but now someone suddenly told him that Li Hu was dead.
"Teach you what happened before. Tell me everything in detail. If there is anything hidden, I will definitely not let you go." The prefect's voice sounded, which sounded a little hysterical and a little crazy.
Those people were kneeling on the ground and did not dare to speak at will.
But what they said left the prefect in doubt: "Have you encountered a monster?"
The soldiers nodded quickly and explained their experiences clearly.
"We were on the path to Niutouzhuang. Mr. Li Hu discussed the countermeasures with us. His idea was to lure the enemy with his body, but for some reason, a monster carrying a wooden box emerged from the road in front of us.
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One of them was trembling.
"The monster's figure was hidden in the wooden box. We didn't see it, but we can remember its voice! The most terrifying beast is not as good as the roar of that monster, and the monster's eyes also glowed red."
According to their description, the people of Niutouzhuang got a monster from nowhere and packed it in a wooden box. However, when they lost control, they happened to meet Li Hu.
This news was like a steel needle piercing the prefect's heart.
He summoned his staff overnight.
The prefect sat down a little anxiously. I wonder if he was too impatient. In a short period of time, a few bubbles appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Do you know anything about the abnormality in Niutou Village?"
The staff did not dare to say anything, but they still had some doubts: "We think this news may be a rumor, because there are no wounds on the bodies of these soldiers. If there is a peerless beast, how can it be possible to deal with only Li Hu?"
Are they secretly collaborating with the enemy?"
These people's words were fiery, but the magistrate also had his own method of determination: "The news is accurate. Although I don't know the specific appearance of that ferocious beast, Li Hu did die in its hands."
What the prefect didn't say was that he suspected that all of this was related to the group of people from the capital.
How could it be such a coincidence?
Seeing that Niutou Village is about to be cornered by them, it only takes a little bit of maneuvering to eliminate the last trace of the threat.
If the people in Niutouzhuang had this ability, how could they endure it until now?
"The matter is still related to those people who claim to be imperial envoys." The prefect's meaning was very clear: "I want to launch a strict investigation against them."
But now, everyone else is calm.
Although the staff did not persuade the prefect, they also believed: "We can no longer just send out a few government soldiers to deal with it like we did before. We should mobilize all the people we can mobilize now."
Now that an agreement has been reached, the prefect took out the military talisman in his hand: "If a large-scale mobilization of troops falls into the eyes of the court, even if there are a few adults as backers, I can't tell, so you have to do this."
It must be done quickly, it must not be delayed for more than two days.”
After arranging the people out, the prefect sighed: "Qinghe Prefecture is too close to the capital. If it were further away, why should I worry about this?"
The people in Niutouzhuang are not as good as others, but they are also very well-informed.
That night, Chu Feng was sleeping soundly when someone dug him out of the bed.
Drowsily, he heard Fang Yixin's slightly mocking voice: "Are you still awake?"
Chu Feng subconsciously wanted to speak, but couldn't help but shuddered: "Why is it so cold?"
When he regained consciousness, he realized that he was being supported by someone and standing in the open space outside the courtyard, with the unburned embers of a bonfire in the distance.
He subconsciously leaned towards the warmth source beside him, but was slapped away by Le Shu: "What are you doing?"
Chu Feng was instantly furious: "You don't sleep at night, call me out, what are you doing?"
Just when Chu Feng was about to take advantage of the topic and teach these guys who disturbed Qingming's dreams a lesson, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
He suddenly turned around, only to find a few dark-skinned men standing eagerly not far away. Noticing Chu Feng's gaze, those men grinned guiltily.
Chu Feng was so frightened that he took two steps back: "So you are pretending to be a ghost at night. What does this mean?"
Commander Yang spoke calmly: "They just received the news that the prefect has mobilized more than half of its troops to deal with us."
Chu Feng's face was full of disapproval: "Then let's fight. With Commander Yang here, and our top scholar, I think we can handle it easily even if there are a few more, not to mention a prefect, who is strategizing
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Chu Feng's tone was not loud, but it just scared a group of people around him.
Several people couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground as soon as their legs went weak: "Sir, we are all serious farmers. Although we have escaped from the chaos for a few years outside, we don't understand anything about fighting."
They knelt down and wailed, but Chu Feng's expression gradually turned ugly.
Even Chu Feng, who doesn't know anything about military affairs or how to mobilize troops, can still see that, just like this, he usually chatters, and his legs and feet are weak when something happens. If he really confronts the prefect, he will be the God of War.
I'm afraid I can't win even if I go down to earth.
Chu Feng held his teeth and thought about it, and suddenly thought of the river they encountered when they came here: "We can lead them across the river and then break the bridge."
Chu Feng looked back at the village chiefs: "You don't dare to fight the soldiers, but if you are asked to destroy the bridge on the river and sink the boat in their hands, you should be able to do it."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
But Fang Yixin was confused: "But even if we can lure people over, don't we still have to fight them?"
Regarding this situation, Fang Yixin believed that it would be better not to persist any longer as soon as possible. It would be better for the emperor to send someone to adjust it.
At most, they will suffer some losses in the court, but at least they can ensure that they reach the border safely.
Otherwise, if a fight breaks out, even if they are caught by the prefect and killed in the chaos, I am afraid it will be difficult for the emperor to hold them accountable afterwards.
