Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 9 The yellow-haired boy insulted me too much
After a day of detours, Erniu, who had fled in a panic, finally returned to Heifengzhai.

After revealing his identity, he rushed into the hall of the castle where the army was stationed. His face was swollen, like a domestic pig rushing into a warm pigsty.

When Erniu saw the bosses, he knelt down clearly.

With tears and snot, he cried sadly about the tragedy that happened in Yangjia Village.

He claimed that a demon had entered Yangjia Village. The demon was both civil and martial, and had great magic skills. He could summon hundreds of armored soldiers out of thin air with a wave of his sleeves.

He fought desperately, dodging left and right, and killed thirteen soldiers. His blade was bent, and his strength was drained away. He was unable to fight again and was finally captured.

As for why he was able to come back alive, it was because the demon saw that he was very brave and wanted to recruit him, so he treated him with good food and wine.

However, he remembered the brotherhood of Black Wind Village and refused to submit no matter what. So the demon made an example of him to scare the monkeys and humiliated and tortured the other captured brothers from the village day and night.

Erniu could hear shrill screams every night. Many of his brothers were hanged on the old crooked tree, but he refused to surrender because he was a member of the Black Wind Village in life and death, and he would be a ghost of the Black Wind Village after death.

Even if he had to crawl, he would crawl back to the mountain stronghold and swear to report the "bad news" of Yangjia Village to all the shopkeepers.

Erniu said that he relied on his cleverness and alertness to deceive the trust of a guard, and then escaped from the cage when the demon and the villains were careless. Along the way, he also punched down three villains who blocked his way.

If he wasn't so agile, he wouldn't have been able to come and deliver the urgent information!

The poor brother was in such a miserable state that he could hear miserable cries coming from behind him as he was running away.

The evil Taoist priest in Yangjia Village is simply a cruel and bloodthirsty monster!

Erniu's performance was so vivid that it was as if he had experienced it ten times in person.

"Brother Erniu is right. It would be a waste of your talent if you don't become a storyteller. However, there are some mistakes between what you said and what I heard. Why don't you open your eyes and see who these people are." The leader of the mountain stronghold, Tiger Lord, raised his eyebrows and waved his arm to point behind him.

Erniu looked carefully and realized that it was not the three brothers who robbed Yangjia Village together, so who else could it be?
Erniu was amazed that despite the situation in Yangjia Village, three people still came back alive.

Didn't what he just said become fabricated fabrications to deceive the chief manager?

Erniu didn't care about anything and knelt down with a plop, tears welling up in his eyes. "Master Tiger, you know me well. I would never sell you out even if it meant selling myself!"

Tiger Master was not in a hurry, sitting lazily on the tiger-skin rattan chair. "These three brothers said that there are no evil Taoists in Yangjia Village, only dozens of farmers with spears and shields."

"Master Tiger, what I said is absolutely true!" Erniu burst into tears, "If it weren't for the demon Taoist's help, how could a few dozen peasants be a match for the twenty brave men of my Black Wind Village?"

"Oh?" Master Hu looked at his three brothers with a hint of suspicion.

"Master Tiger! Don't listen to his nonsense. Don't we know this guy's mediocre skills? He can't even beat three peasants, so how can he fight off thirteen armored soldiers?"

Another brother added, "That day, we just walked out of the house and saw a group of people kneeling on the ground worshiping a young man. By the time we started fighting, Erniu had already run away!"

"After all, this small Yangjia Village has killed many brothers of our village..." the second shopkeeper interrupted.

"Hmm." Tiger Master snorted coldly. Seeing that several shopkeepers were still eating meat and drinking wine, he immediately became furious and kicked over the table, and the wine, meat and dishes on the table fell to the ground.

"Eat, eat, eat! Eat, eat! We've lost over a dozen of our brothers for nothing. I'm going to bring my men to razed this tiny Yangjia Village, leaving no one alive!"

Erniu thought it was bad. Although he had made up a lot of lies, the demon's ability to create something out of nothing was real.

He made up the story, on the one hand, to discourage Tiger Lord from conquering Yangjia Village, and on the other hand, to enhance his own image. Unexpectedly, his three brothers came back halfway.

If Black Wind Village and the demon cultivators engaged in a bloody fight, it was uncertain who would win, and the demon cultivators might even have a better chance of winning. Before he fled, he witnessed a demon soldier being stabbed to death, and moments later, another one crawled out at the demon cultivators' feet. He killed and resurrected them, and there was no end to his killing.

But he didn't dare to speak again, for fear that Tiger Lord would remember him and draw his sword to kill him in anger.

He quietly hid aside and heard the third shopkeeper say, "Yangjia Village must be pacified, but not now. Master Tiger, have you forgotten that it's time to deliver goods to Master Gao in the next few days, and it's time to collect the kidnapped hostages... Only by making more money can we recruit soldiers and expand the stronghold."

When Tiger Lord heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly. These simple words were like a needle piercing his heart.

Who in the world would be willing to stay in a mountain stronghold all his life? He also wanted to kill people and set fires to others, be recruited, lead thousands of soldiers, be a serious military officer of the court, fight in battles in the south and the north, and finally have his wife and children ennobled and live the rest of his life in peace and stability.

"Yes, I heard that the rebel army was severely defeated by the government troops. Many people fled, and some remnants fled to the territory of Runing Prefecture. If we use money to recruit some soldiers, my Black Wind Village will be able to grow many times stronger! At that time, the small Shangcheng County will be nothing."

"Why do we in Black Wind Village have to endure humiliation every time? No matter whether the demon from Yang Village is just pretending to be a ghost or is really capable, the yellow-haired demon has insulted me too much. If I let him live a few more days, I will feel like ants are crawling in my heart!"

"Don't worry, brothers. Even if there are forty peasants in Yangjia Village who can fight, just give me a hundred or so brothers to kill them, and the peasants will disperse immediately." The lowest-ranking leader volunteered.

"What's the rush?" The third shopkeeper glanced at his brothers, as if looking at a group of giant babies with uncontrollable tempers. "Everyone wants to be the biggest and strongest on a daily basis, but now they can't stand a punch. There are only thirty or forty strong men in Yangjia Village. They can't run away, and do they dare to come and kill us? None of you have patience. How can you achieve anything great?"

The third shopkeeper's advice was like a big stone thrown into a pond, causing ripples. After thinking about it for a moment, the brothers all felt that it was indeed true.

But before everyone could fully agree to this plan, they heard the minions rushing into the inner tent in a hurry, shouting as they ran.

"It's not good, the big thing is bad!"

"What's the matter?" The leaders looked over coldly, staring at the thug who had just entered the inner tent and was still panting.

"There's a group of people coming from outside the village. They don't look like soldiers, nor do they look like bandits. They shot arrows at us as soon as they saw us. It seems they're going to attack the village!"

"what!"

The hilltops and heroes within a radius of dozens of miles had nothing to do with the Black Wind Village. The only place the leaders could think of was the Yangjia Village with which they had just formed a blood feud.

The third shopkeeper was immediately shocked and couldn't believe his ears.

A mere thirty or forty strong men from Yangjia Village dared to come and attack. Had they not heard of the reputation of Black Wind Village? Or had they not been able to capture anyone alive to question?

The third shopkeeper was embarrassed when he saw that his proposal had gone awry. Suddenly, he saw Erniu trying to sneak out of the inner tent.

The third shopkeeper immediately shouted, "Zeng Erniu! You're amazing, you thick-browed, big-eyed fellow! I thought you were a loyal and righteous man from the village, but I didn't expect you to attract people from Yangjia Village!"

"No, not me!"

Erniu tried to run away, but was pierced in the stomach by a spear from behind.

Erniu, who was exhausted, slowly turned his head and saw the chief manager, Tiger Master, holding a spear dripping with blood in his hand.

"Master Tiger..."

"You betrayed your brothers and you will die!" Tiger Lord let go of the spear in his hand and stared at Erniu fiercely until the latter fell to the ground and died.

"Master Tiger, what should we do next?"

Tiger Lord snorted coldly, "We didn't attack them, but they came to us on their own. The yellow-haired demon thought that there was no one in Black Wind Village. This is really too much! My men, grab your weapons! Kill them together with me!"

(End of this chapter)