dream village

The fierce men in the circle were launching a sharp attack on the opponent, but the opponent was suppressed by their momentum and had no strength to fight back.Even the brave fighters on the other side, the young people in Xiachong Village who were afraid to fight back just now dared to come out to fight against them.The opponent's inner circle can only fight and retreat, and they will be defeated.

The opponent's outer circle was even worse, almost no one dared to come out to fight, and everyone was pressing down and shrunk in step by step.Some were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground on the spot, barely urinating from their buttocks.Occasionally, one or two rushed out, but this was not to attack, but to run away.They were quickly caught by the Xiachong villagers as easily as chickens. After a severe beating, they were thrown out of the ring, and other people who came over one after another took care of them.

Under the command of the old village chief, the encirclement didn't dissipate, but they just squeezed forward step by step.Most people are just guarding the circle and cheering, only those who can fight will jump out and find their own targets to attack.Because the opponent has no fighting spirit, every attack of the villagers in the lower rush can defeat the target.

The inner and outer circles were all attacked, and the opposing team was in chaos, with people constantly being caught, knocked down, or knocked down by their own people.There were screams, curses, and cries.No matter how hoarsely the elites headed by the other party scolded and cursed at the top of their lungs, they would not be able to reverse the increasingly desolate situation.

The old village head is clever, really too clever!Take the lead, create momentum, encircle but not attack.When the opponent is discouraged, if one's own side sends a master to attack again, it will only attack the weak enemy, destroy the opponent's vital strength, nibble away little by little, and advance step by step.This is really a soldier who surrenders without fighting. He broke the opponent's thousands of troops without any effort. [

If the people from Xiachong Village swarmed up as soon as they rushed, the outcome would definitely change drastically. Even if they could win, it would be a miserable victory.Because most of the opponents may have rolled over on the fighting field, such fighting is commonplace for them, and the people in Xiachong Village, not to mention that few people have participated in such fighting, I am afraid that even seeing it is only the first time in their lives. seen once.

Once there is a melee, the weaknesses of the down-rushing side will inevitably be exposed. Those who are timid and weak will not only be unable to play a role, but may also become a drag, dragging down morale, and messing up the formation of one's own side.A little carelessness may even result in a big defeat.There are countless things like this in history. No matter how many soldiers there are, if there is no good commander, it will always be difficult to achieve success.The old village chief's position in Zhang Tao's heart has suddenly risen to another level, as if Mount Zhumu Langma towered into the sky, and he could only look up and respect him.

Now it was time to change the face again. The face that had always been bright and proud suddenly became short, pale, and ugly. There were fine beads of sweat on the bald head.His hand was pulled affectionately by Zhang Tao, and he could only move his left and right feet restlessly on the spot.

Zhang Tao pointed to the group of people who were thrown out of the circle and crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands, and were guarded, and said to him jokingly: "Baldhead, what do you think about these people? They are not what you arranged to be My man's coach?"

The bald head blushed with embarrassment, and he didn't know how to answer.

Wang Dan chimed in and said, "Brother Tao, isn't this difficult? You are the mine manager anyway, so you can send them underground for three years of labor reform."

"Yes! Good idea, Chili Girl, she is a college student." Zhang Tao praised Wang Dan with a thumbs up.Following him, he turned his head and asked, "Baldhead, do you think it's okay?"

The bald head still didn't speak, he lowered his head from time to time, as if he was thinking about something?From time to time, he raised his head and looked around, as if looking for something.

Zhang Tao suddenly had doubts in his heart again, could this guy still have a backhand?If this is the case, the outcome may be unpredictable again.

Just thinking like this, a large group of people came running outside the gate, followed by people running in in twos and threes, no one knows how many people there will be.

Zhang Tao knew at a glance that they all belonged to Dong Xi. He was familiar with many people, and some people were familiar but couldn't remember their names.

Shock and doubt arose in his heart at the same time. What was shocking was that if these people were the bald-headed backhands, the balance of victory and defeat might really be tilted towards them, because this is Dong Xi's territory, as long as they participate in the fight, Then their people will definitely fight more and more, and the population of their village is several times larger than that of their own village.

What he was puzzled about was, didn't the Dongxi Gang have always been at odds with the Qunlian Gang?How could they come to help?If not, what are they doing here?Watching the fun?Or to help rush down?However, it seems unlikely that they will help the downward rush.After all, Dongxi and Qunlian belong to the same township, and they are separated by a strip of water. They are called Upper Dongxi and Lower Dongxi like brothers.For them, the undershoot can almost be called an outsider.Will they fight each other for the sake of rushing down this group of outsiders?The odds are almost nonexistent.

When Zhang Tao's mind was running through various thoughts rapidly, Dong Xi's "King of Man" Wang Zengwang was already walking inside with his face full of anger, his head held high and his chest held high.He is about 40 years old, honest and low-key.Everyone calls him Brother Wang, and he has a high reputation in the local area.It is said that he has a relatively high level of martial arts, but few people have seen him show off.

"Human King" is the respectful title given to those charismatic and influential people in this area. He can be liked by everyone when he encounters something, and everyone can accept and implement what he says or decides.Sometimes in some matters, he is even more prestigious than the magistrates, so those magistrates are either themselves the kings of the local people, or they win over the kings of the people.If you have a good relationship with the local king, the work in that place will be carried out much more smoothly, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble.

In a bay, in a village, in a certain area, or in a certain surname, there will be such a king who is recognized by everyone.The king may be based on virtue, or force, or because of money, background, or many brothers, and there are many people who only follow his lead.He is different from the boss of the gang that the people in the city call him. He has no gang rules and treaties, and there are no horses under him. He only comes out when there is something to do. At this time, his words are often the most powerful, representing justice and axiom. Others generally have to abide by and implement it, otherwise they may be made things difficult and retaliated by the king in many ways in the future.However, the term "human king" has evolved into a derogatory term now. For example, are you a human king?Why should I listen to you?This is actually a curse word.