Chapter 110: Bring a prisoner back

With government soldiers supporting, He Lingchuan felt relaxed when facing the fat man earlier, but now he felt something was wrong. Towns and small villages are different, wealthy gentry will pay out of their own pockets to form township defense groups and practice their own groups, especially in chaotic times, such armed forces are even more necessary. This group of fierce bandits could even take down a town, at least they must have an advantage in numbers. If the fat man lied about one thing, he could lie about everything.

He Lingchuan put the flour pancake back into his mouth, opened his chest, and drew a cross on his heart with a dagger.

Fresh blood flowed out immediately, very fast.

The fat man screamed in pain, but the sound was blocked by the flour pancake. The muscles on his face twisted, and there was a rattling sound in his throat.

Then, He Lingchuan handed the dagger to Zhu, guiding her to hold the blade tip against the cross: "Hold it steady. One more inch, and he will die."

Zhu hesitated for a moment, then hugged the dagger with both hands.

"If you shout, she will stab your heart; if you answer randomly, she will also stab your heart." He Lingchuan patted the fat man on the shoulder. "Understand?"

The fat man nodded carefully.

"Let's play a game called grabbing time." He Lingchuan laughed. "If you answer all the questions before the blood runs out, I can stop the bleeding for you and spare your life. How about it?"

The fat man nodded much faster.

He Lingchuan also nodded with satisfaction.

Just a few months ago, he couldn't make such a cruel move. However, after several life-and-death battles, he finally understood a truth: being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself, especially if the other party's intention to harm is not dead.

He took away the flour pancake and asked again: "Where else do you have people in the town?"

"Qianteng... Town."

"How many people?" He Lingchuan was unhappy. "Can't you be conscious, don't be like a puppet, I ask you to answer?"

The fat man said laboriously: "The town was taken down the day before yesterday, and there are two hundred people."

This group of bandits has a scale of four or five hundred people? "Ordinary bandits don't have this scale, where do you come from?"

"Hongchuan!" The fat man replied, "The hometown flooded, and we couldn't get any money there, so we wanted to change places."

"Change here?" He Lingchuan asked Zhu, "Is this place very rich? How many people?"

Zhu shook her head: "The land is insufficient, and there are few people."

The fat man hurried to say: "We are just passing by, Boss Lu still wants to go south!"

Passing bandits kill people ruthlessly because they only do one deal.

While talking, there was a commotion outside.

He Lingchuan said to a personal guard: "Go out and see."

This personal guard walked around outside and reported back soon: "There was a sudden fish tide in the lake, rushing to the shore, and now there are jumping live fish everywhere."

"Fish?" He Lingchuan never expected this answer. But just at this time, urgent footsteps sounded outside, and the creaking sound of shoe soles stepping on stones and mud water.

Judging by the movement, there were at least a dozen people.

Are the fat man's reinforcements here? The four of them tightened their nerves, He Lingchuan pressed his hand on the knife handle, and pointed at Wang the fat man: "Drag him into the inner room."

Fortunately, the footsteps went from far to near, passing directly in front of the door, without stopping.

The whole village east seemed to be filled with such footsteps.

He Lingchuan couldn't help opening the door and going out, seeing a large number of government soldiers running fast, so he recruited the nearest one and asked: "What happened?"

"We fought with the villagers, and the Governor-General is also by the lake in the west of the village!"

Fighting already? He Lingchuan was surprised: "Is my father okay?"

"Not clear. The flying whistle sounded three times, and we were asked to go to reinforce."

The flying whistle is the assembly order of the Heishuicheng army, and different instructions are issued according to the length of the whistle.

He Lingchuan closed the door and retreated, the personal guard asked: "Do we want to go over to help?"

"Wait, wait!" He Lingchuan's thoughts turned, he was not by the lake, didn't know the cause of the battle, but starting the war at this time was undoubtedly too early, unless his father caught the opportunity temporarily... or Boss Lu caught the opportunity.

To be cold-blooded, he He Lingchuan is not the leader of the personal guard team, even if he rushes over now, he can't hold the scene, and he can't turn the tide.

What else can he do?

A dozen ideas popped into his mind, and they were all crossed out one by one. Finally, He Lingchuan sent another personal guard to the west of the village.

A quarter of an hour later, this person rushed back and said urgently: "The Governor-General and the other party have negotiated peace."

"He wasn't injured?"

"No."

"Are there any bandits outside the house?" He Lingchuan already had some ideas.

"No one, they all rushed to the lake."

He Lingchuan was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, you go into the inner room to help."

The three walked into the inner room, Wang the fat man was placed here, watched by Zhu. His chest wound had been simply treated and was no longer bleeding.

The fat man was still blocked, his face was still a little pale, but otherwise there was no problem.

"Take him to Father's room."

The three lifted the fat man, and didn't forget to look left and right when they went out, it was indeed empty.

Whether it was bandits or government soldiers, they were all gathered by the lake at this moment.

So they escorted Wang the fat man and quickly went to He Chunhua's temporary residence.

A quarter of an hour ago, there were bandit eyes everywhere, how could they escort prisoners openly? Fortunately, the fight started, and both sides' attention was drawn away, so He Lingchuan could take the opportunity to escort Wang the fat man back.

Good things are always full of twists and turns.

There were still forty or fifty steps away from the destination, and the farmhouse on the side suddenly opened, and a woman poked her head out.

She probably wanted to check the situation around, but she saw He Lingchuan and the three escorting Wang the fat man at a glance, and also saw Zhu following, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Of course, Zhu also saw her.

The woman was sluggish for two breaths, shrank her head back, and wanted to close the door.

Zhu rushed up and pushed the door panel, not letting her close it. 【1

The woman cried: "You can't do this; you're going to get us killed!"

Zhu Xiuer gritted her teeth: "Come with me, or I'll kill you!" She was afraid this woman would go and report them to the bandits.

"Are you crazy? The government soldiers won't stay!" The woman shouted. "When the soldiers leave, the bandits will still be here!"

The two sides were at a stalemate. A personal guard asked He Lingchuan: "Young Master?"

He Lingchuan said in a low voice: "Go help!"

The personal guard rushed forward, intending to help Zhu Xiuer pull the other person out. The woman was terrified; she raised her voice and let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Help!"

Zhu Xiuer let go immediately, stepped back two steps, and said: "Forget it!"

"Forget it?" He Lingchuan reiterated. "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Zhu Xiuer's eyes quickly switched from confusion to determination. "Let's go quickly!"

The four of them ignored that woman and continued on, escorting Wang Pangzi. The wooden door closed, and the woman also stopped screaming.

Further ahead, there were no more twists and turns, and not even any other villagers showed their faces, even though they had all heard those few high-pitched screams.

(End of chapter)