Chapter 13: Attack of He Wei

As soon as Pan Lin came out of Jiao's house, he felt something was wrong, but since he had never been to school, he couldn't tell what was wrong.

In addition, as Jinmao becomes increasingly powerful, Pan Lin also has an urgent need to become stronger.

Therefore, knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, he still goes there, which is a reflection of his inner thoughts at the moment.

There was one thing that Jiao Jiao had predicted incorrectly, and that was the location that Pan Lin had chosen for his ambush.

It was the evening of that day, two days before the agreed date.

"Marshal, are we going to Lizhou to pay the autumn grain?" The subordinates were flattering him and were lining up to the horse's legs again.

Pan Lin stretched out his hand to pull, but this time the dogleg saw the opportunity quickly and dodged.

"Haha! Marshal, I'm not the same as before."

Pan Lin made a beautiful turn and kicked the man into a shrimp.

"Take this idiot away."

It makes me upset when I see it.

Hushan is in the northwest of Lizhou, but the place where Pan Lin came is the place where he paid autumn grain last time, which is close to the most prosperous area in the east of Lizhou.

Lizhou is a large township, with a county official as the township rank, assisted by the three elders of the township, the county assistant and the pavilion chief.

Last time, Xiang Youzhi was sick at home, and this time it was even worse. He would return to Shanyin County, the county seat, to find another job after the New Year.

Therefore, the person in charge of the village is still the county assistant He Wei.

Hearing that Pan Lin had called again, He Wei was frightened. He just said "I'll go and ask Mr. Jin for help" and ran away, leaving a group of village heads and gentry staring blankly.

...

This time, Jinmao mobilized all his troops, including 300 Minyue soldiers and 200 Xinxian soldiers, all of whom were villagers from Jinyun Mountain of the original county army.

The original plan was to set off on the same day, but the incident happened suddenly and it took a day to prepare dry food, and we also had to rush to prepare other supplies such as straw sandals.

It was already the second night when all matters were ready. However, the mountain road was difficult to travel on, so we delayed our journey until the third day at 3 a.m.

To be honest, Jinmao didn't have any confidence at all.

The last time the two sides fought in the air, Jin Mao realized that Pan Lin was not as stupid as Min Yue, and even his sneak attacks depended on luck.

Along the way, Jinmao rehearsed many possibilities, but could not think of a feasible way to achieve a big victory.

"It seems that if we don't bleed this time, we won't be able to chew this hard bone."

To be honest, after a few months of getting along, Jinmao found that both the villagers and Min Yue were real people in his heart, not just numbers.

He couldn't bear to send these people to death.

"Let me be selfish this time." Jin Mao thought.

Jin Mao didn't know that the Min Yue soldiers led by Bai Shi had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

As long as they train every day, they can have enough food to eat and support their families. The Min Yue soldiers have never heard of such a good thing in their lives.

At the same time, because there had been no wars, the Minyue soldiers were very panicked, fearing that their good days were coming to an end.

In addition, Bai Shi brainwashed them every day, saying that Jinmao had almost emptied his family's assets in order to support their family.

Therefore, the Min Yue soldiers were very much looking forward to a major war that would prove their worth and allow their good days to continue.

The words are divided into two parts.

He Wei lost his old horse and his armor, and ventured into the mountains alone at night.

Originally he planned to wait until daybreak before setting off, but the howling of wolves in the middle of the night was so scary that he was forced to hurry on.

noon the next day.

"My dear brother!" He Wei was so hungry that he burst into tears.

Seeing the beggar brought by Bai Shi seemed to be calling him, Jin Mao was confused. Seeing that Lao Ma, who was sitting down, was trying to get close to him, he asked uncertainly, "Brother He?"

He Wei cried even more miserably.

Jin Mao's heart skipped a beat, and he thought that Lizhou was massacred and He Wei's family was destroyed, which was why he was crying so miserably.

After some comforting communication, I realized it was a misunderstanding.

"Pan Lin went to Lizhou Township?"

The general route of the Zhejiang tributary emerged in Jinmao's mind.

"Pan Lin really should not be underestimated. He actually knows how to do the opposite."

At the same time, Jin Mao warned: "This time, we were too concerned and confused, and we actually sent troops without distinguishing the authenticity of the intelligence. This will not happen again."

Although Jin Mao noticed the abnormality in this information, he didn't have time to think about it now.

The most urgent task is to find a way to deal with Pan Lin.

"Have it!"

Jin Mao called Lan Zhi to ask, "Is there a poison or knockout drug that is colorless and odorless?"

Lanzhi nodded and took out a small jar of powder from the bamboo basket behind her.

Jin Mao took it carefully and handed it to He Wei. "Brother He, I have something to ask you to do."

He Wei's face was twisted. I had to wait for smoke to rise from my ancestors' graves before I could get help. Now I have to go back? Is this still such a dangerous thing?
But, his grandfather taught him since he was a child, "If you are a useless person, even if you meet a noble person, the noble person will only help you once or twice at most."

Indeed, he did have a favor to Jinmao, but it was just a small favor of giving gifts, which was not enough to really get close to them.

Finally, after some ideological struggle, He Wei gritted his teeth, took the small jar, and walked back resolutely.

Jinmao didn't expect He Wei to agree in the first place, he just asked casually out of impulse.

Such an important matter should of course be entrusted to one's own people so that one can feel at ease.

"I didn't expect He Wei to be so tough." This immediately changed the impression that Jinmao had always had.

Now that the plan has changed, Jin Mao thinks it is better to prepare for both situations, so he calls Bai Shi and Liu Mu and gives them detailed instructions.

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Lizhou Township.

After a day of torment by Pan Lin and others, the gentry were miserable and had cursed He Wei a hundred thousand times in their hearts.

If He Wei had not had a good relationship with Jin Mao, and if He Wei had not gone to find Jin Mao, these gentry would have sacrificed He Wei's family long ago in the hope that Pan Lin would go easy on them.

evening.

As soon as He Wei stepped into Lizhou, he was discovered and surrounded.

"How is He Xianzuo? Where is the savior?"

"Why didn't you see anyone?"

"Is it on the mountain?"

The crowd was talking at once, wishing they could see Jin Mao's army right now.

He Wei still looks like a beggar, but his mood at this moment is completely different. He is confident and a little proud.

"Don't panic, my dear brother has asked me to do something important."

"Everything remains the same. Tonight, all of you should give us all the good wine in your house. Just make Pan drunk."

He Wei looked very greedy: "When my brother leads his army to arrive tomorrow, Pan the thief will surrender!"

The gentry were extremely disappointed. Is that it?

When the crowd dispersed, no one knew how many people had ulterior motives.

He Wei knew best what kind of people these people were, and he didn't intend to tell everyone the real plan from the beginning.

at dinner.

Pan Lin at the top was surrounded by beauties on his left and right, and there were four women of moderate beauty around him. People brought him wine and fed him without him having to do anything.

To be on the safe side, Pan Lin brought all 300 elite soldiers this time. It was not because he did not want to bring more, but because the Yao people did not have such strong logistics.

He Wei went home to wash up, took his collection of old wine, and came to Pan Lin with a nervous mood.

"Marshal, this... this is the fine wine that my grandfather buried underground. Please taste it." He Wei had tried his best to restrain himself, but still revealed his true intention.

"Hahaha!" Pan Lin laughed and pushed the woman beside him away, shouting, "Where is Jin Mao?"

"I...I don't know." He Wei tried hard with a pale face.

Pan Lin pointed at the gentry behind He Wei and said, "They all told me, tell the truth if you want to live!"

He Wei's legs were trembling, and his teeth were chattering, but he still said nothing.

"Brave man! Drink!" Pan Lin snatched the wine jar from He Wei's hand, broke the seal, and seemingly raised his head to drink the wine, but in fact he did not drink a single drop. He watched with the corner of his eye.

He Wei fell into the trap as expected and his face showed ecstasy.

"Bang!" Pan Lin smashed the wine jar, wiped the wine stains from his mouth, grabbed a person nearby, held his head and forced him to lick the wine on the ground.

Seeing the passers-by gradually fainting, Pan Lin sneered and picked up the mace.

"Drug?" Pan Lin slowly approached He Wei and said disdainfully, "Is Jin Mao the only one who can do dirty tricks?"

He Wei failed at the last moment and fell to the ground, frightened to the point of peeing.

Pan Lin was too disdainful to add one, and just stepped over He Wei's head without even bothering to kill him.

"Somebody come!"

"Someone is coming!!"

No movement? Pan Lin secretly cried out that it was not good, and kicked the squire closest to him.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Outside the yard, the shouts of killing in two languages ​​were deafening, and one could faintly hear the Yao dialect unique to Jinmao.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

As Pan Lin's expression changed drastically, a shrill duck voice came from behind him.

"Pan thief! Your death has come!" This man is none other than He Wei who wet his pants.

(End of this chapter)