I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 232 Zhao's Price

Kuaiji Mountain.

September fourteenth.

The fifth day of the Junwu Competition and the Master Craftsman Competition.

The hill where three hundred bandits hide is covered with red leaves.Today is still the north wind, blowing away the withered leaves this autumn, and those rotten leaves that have been deposited for many years are dallying, preferring to become mud rather than move their places.

On the south side of the mountain, maple trees are densest.On the uneven ground, many fallen leaves that look light and even stand on the ground will not run away no matter how the wind blows.Because these leaves are fake, they were firmly sewn on the clothes of the bandits.

The employers of the bandits are not without fire prevention preparations. Running down the hill from the hidden position is a river with sufficient water flow; running to the top of the hill, they will soon reach the bare muddy land that runs from east to west.

How can there be a wide muddy area lacking trees in a good mountain forest?It was last year that the Shen family from Wuxing County came to Shanyin to do business. They bought a lot of maple trees and dug them up.Because of missing the season for replanting saplings and Shen's special method, this land is always bald and not a blade of grass grows.

If one can fly like a falcon and look down from a high altitude, one will find that the terrain of the maple forest sandwiched in the river canal and the muddy area looks like a giant red eye.

The bandits have ways to advance and retreat, and they are not afraid of wildfires.And each of them relied on their high martial arts skills, and their impatient murderous aura had accumulated to the peak with the torment day and night.

"Idiot, don't throw your clothes forward!"

Last night there were newly dispatched wanderers, pavilion officials, village soldiers, and hundreds of officials and concubines, adding up to thousands of people. They just patrolled and extinguished the sparks that drifted across the river bank.

The fire swallowed Zhao Sanlang at once, but he couldn't see where Erlang was?Can this child reclaim his life?
Zhao Silang shoved his nephew back: "Go home. The lives of uncles can pay for their mistakes. Remember the shame of the Zhao family and be an upright person!" Baskets are lit and the gaps are filled.

"Take off the dead leaf clothes!"

"Ah!" Zhao Dalang's eyes were gouged out by the vicious bandits.

"There is a problem with the withered leaf clothes!"

The hidden place carefully planned by the Shen family in Wuxing County has become the execution ground carefully arranged by the Kuaiji County Office.

The bandits were very cautious and left two people on the edge of the muddy area to investigate.One person was dozing off, and the other looked up when he heard the movement, and was terrified to see so many people approaching in a row.A bandit is a bandit, he left behind his accomplices, and quickly ran away to report the news.

Just wait for something to happen, kill ten with one!
In the world, what else can make them afraid?
Chen is the hour.

In terms of strength, although Zu Yue is the governor, how can he be crushed by the local troops in Kuaiji County!

"Father...Of course I'll follow you. When the time comes, you have to run faster, don't let Father overtake you."

When the other bandit woke up, all the members of the Zhao family came to him.No matter how conceited the bandit was, he couldn't fight against a hundred people, so he ran back, also ignoring where his companions were.

Someone screamed in the rear, and the dead leaf clothes were covered with sparks.

Today's wind, the direction is really good.

Half of them were dead, and the rest were exhausted.And in the open space on the other side of the canal, three hundred brave men raised their bows and were ready for battle.Shooting birds two days ago, shooting bandits today!
carefree! !
The bandits are in a dilemma.Without the barrier of dry leaf clothes, they either died from arrows during the crossing of the river, or were burned to death when they returned.

In front of the father and son is Zhao Dalang.Zhao Dalang regretted the conversation between his third brother and his nephew.Father is confused, and I am even more confused!My father colluded with traitors, bought dyes, hired embroiderers, and had nothing to do with the management of his own bamboo shop. As the eldest son, how could he not notice it?But he wanted to be a filial son, but he also thought that if the traitor could succeed, wouldn't his family become heroes and become officials from merchants?At that time, the business in Kuaiji County will be dominated by the Zhao family.

fire!

The daring desperadoes rushed towards the gap that had not yet been connected to the line of fire, and fought with the members of the Zhao clan.The people of the Zhao clan don't know martial arts, but the bandits don't dare to waste their time on killing. They want to seize a chance and escape from the encirclement of the fire.

Zhao Dalang shouted: "Everyone! Run to the south... Remember! I can't wait to be buried with you for nothing! Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, I will rush to the front and wait for you."

First withered grass, leaves, and then branches, sparks were blown far away by the wind, setting off new fire sources one after another.

Sure enough, there was mud with a wide horizontal distance in front, and the sides could not be seen. There were only sporadic floating leaves blowing and sending away on the dark ground. It can be seen that the Shen people spent a lot of effort to open up this place last year.

The right time and place are all in place.

The gangsters who received the report were frightened by the ferocious flames and billowing black smoke without approaching.

Zhao Sanlang is very young, his temples have turned gray. "Don't be afraid. Remember what my father said, when you go to the land ahead, you run towards the maple forest. When you are tired or your body hurts, blow the torch and throw it into the back basket. Then put down the basket and go to the forest. Run back. The most important thing is to blow on the fire."

Most of the bandits ran to the canal at the foot of the mountain in a panic, and the smoke and fire were chasing them!Tougher than beasts, chasing them!
The wildfire climbed up every tree, and the sparks flying in the high places were much farther than those in the low places.No matter how flustered the bandits were, they knew that they could not disperse and flee at this time. They had to get together to break through the village soldier checkpoint at the canal.

"Father, I'm afraid." Zhao Xiaolang's hand was released by his father, trembling in panic, he cried and grabbed his father back.

The Shanyin Zhao family, together with the loyal tenants of the main family, totaled 230 people, trekking towards the muddy area, and slowly, more than 200 people scattered into horizontal rows.

In the south, there is a fire-blocking mud zone, and at the foot of the mountain there are fire-blocking rivers and canals.

The Zhao people didn't chase him.

No way, the line of fire is chasing too hard!
The wind that I didn't like at first showed its terrifying fangs.

Now only Goro, the elderly over [-], and children under the age of three are left in the Zhao family.The rest of the tribe, including married women, are all included in the list of this mountain burning operation.

"Quick, quick!"

Zhao Xiaolang cried while running: "Father, you have to catch up with me later, you have to catch up with me."

But, my family underestimated the imperial court too much.Only then did Zhao Dalang want to understand, how could the government be willing to sacrifice its troops to fight with the bandits?Ever since the Shen family dug out the mud that crossed the mountain last year, the government has been planning to burn the mountain.

I saw it.

Some people want to escape, but where to escape?No guides, no land, no money, and still wanted.Simply fight, leaving a way for the elders and young children.

In terms of conspiracy, Zuyue, the leader of the rebels, never plotted against Sima Daoji and Wang Changyu in the history of Sili.

The bandits had no chance to escape.

"Rebel! Die!" Zhao Erlang, who has been a wimp for thirty years and has no business mind, imagined himself as a soldier on the battlefield before he died. He is not afraid anymore!He is not afraid anymore!

place, almost.

"Shanyin Zhao Clan, wait for me to run out, and destroy your entire family!"

At this time, the craftsman candidates on the thorny slope were the first to discover a wildfire in the northwest.

"But the back is also on fire? Where are you going?" Zhao Xiaolang sobbed, shaking his father's hand. "If my son runs away, what about father?"

Early in the morning, Yougu had already informed that the wildfire was the result of the government's intention to burn away the thorns and plant evergreen tamarind trees in the coming year.So although the candidates were afraid, no one made any noise.

Brazen warriors took this opportunity to climb up the slope, talking about the wildfires, and peeking at the weapons being made by the candidates.

It would be nice if the warriors were all scattered and not so concentrated on Wang Ge's ramp, so it wouldn't show that they had ulterior motives.

"Sister Ge, it's really you! Hey, can you tell me about the wolf tooth shoot? I didn't see clearly yesterday." Wang Tian greeted Wang Ge as if reunited after a long absence.

(End of this chapter)