Chapter 192 Underestimate

Everything was as Xu Han had expected. Until it was getting late and night fell, Mu Ji did not attack again.

In the silent Big Yellow City, the Lin character flag was fluttering in the night breeze. Yesterday's chaos was like a huge yellow beam dream. It was extremely unreal. Only the corpses scattered on the ground outside the city gate and the stench of blood in the air reminded everyone that all of this was happening and would only intensify.

But no matter what, daytime recuperation was a good thing for the tired Big Yellow City soldiers. At the very least, they could have enough energy to cope with the battle that could happen at any time tonight.

After a good night's sleep, Xu Han walked out of the tent and came face to face with Su Mu'an, who was holding two strings of candied haws and smiling happily.

"Manor Master." Seeing Xu Han, Su Mu'an jumped over. The pair of exaggerated swords behind him jumped up and down as he ran. The scene looked rather funny.

"Did you go to Granny Zhao's place to get the candied gourd again?" Xu Han laughed unhappily.

"No, Granny Zhao just gave it to me. She came to see her son and happened to meet him." Su Mu'an explained.

"Hmm? Have you seen it?" Xu Han asked.

"No." Su Mu'an shook her head in frustration. "Granny Zhao said that the army has its own rules. She can't go in, but every day when the shift changes, the soldiers will move back and forth. She will wait there every day. If she is lucky, she will be able to take a look."

Hearing this, Xu Han nodded his head. He didn't know why, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart when he heard this. He thought for a while and took out some money from his pocket and handed it to Su Mu'an, "In the future, Granny Zhao will give you the gourd. Do you know that you have to give money to someone else?"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Su Mu'an became even more distressed. "But she always doesn't want it."

"Aren't you a macheteman? How can a macheteman take advantage of others?" Xu Han blinked his eyes.

"Can't machetemen take advantage of others? Why didn't my father tell me?" Su Mu'an blinked her eyes, confused.

Xu Han felt a little guilty when he saw this, so he simply changed the topic. "In short, you must remember to pay. Go back and rest yourself. I'm going to the city gates."

"Yes." Hearing this, Su Mu'an nodded and turned around to walk towards her tent with her sugar gourd.

Xu Han shook his head as he watched his departing figure. This child was really missing a thread…

"You're always lying to children. Are you strong or weak?" At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from beside him.

Hearing this, Xu Han turned around and saw Ye Hongjian standing behind him.

After hearing about the battle, this little fellow Su Mu'an had been clamoring to kill the enemy. However, with his small body, how could Xu Han dare to let him do this? Therefore, she lied to him and told him to be in charge of the day's alert, which was why she managed to stabilize the child.

And Ye Hongjian's teasing was mostly due to this matter.

Xu Han didn't comment on this either. He smiled and said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Ye Hongjian did not say much and quietly stood side by side with Xu Han, heading towards the city tower.

…

Qingzhou Niutou Village.

August was originally the autumn harvest. Logically speaking, it had endured the long spring and summer. Now, the days of Niutou Village should have changed.

However, the nighttime Niutou Village was deathly lifeless and did not see the bustling scene of the neighborhood walking back and forth in the past.

Liu Dingdang sat at the door with red eyes, and bursts of violent coughing came from the room.

Every sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Liu Dingdang's chest.

She was a little stuffy, and tears began to roll in her eyes again.

Squeak.

With a hoarse sound, the courtyard door was pushed open.

The little monk lowered his head and walked into the courtyard.

"How is it? Are you getting the money?" Liu Dingdang hurriedly stood up and ran to the little monk, asking anxiously.

The eagerness in her eyes made the little monk feel a little ashamed.

When Liu Dingdang saw this, he naturally guessed the result. She was stunned. The tears in her eyes finally couldn't be wrapped up and flowed down her cheeks.

"My father treats them so well, why would they treat my father like this!" The little girl sobbed hoarsely.

She had complained about this countless times in her heart.

In the end, she was still too confused.

A few days ago, Niutou Village finally welcomed its first bumper harvest in several years.

However, these days did not last for a few days. The bandits in Niutou Mountain were like vultures that smelled rotten meat and came over. They asked for a thousand stones of rice from Niutou Village.

The Niutou Village was full of only a hundred people, and this thousand stones of rice was almost half of all the rice in the village.

As the village chief, Liu Dazhuang naturally had to negotiate with the bandit leader who came to ask for food.

Liu Dazhuang gritted his lips and finally managed to bring the thousand stone grain to four hundred, but among the villagers watching from the side, no one knew which family's child actually threw a stone at the bandit leader. The originally softened bandits had already insisted on a thousand stones of rice. The two sides could not decide how many stones of rice to eat. The bandit leader shouted to the bandits under his command to forcefully snatch them away, causing the two sides to start a conflict.

Although the bandits were beaten away, Liu Dazhuang was also injured, and a fist-sized bloody hole was stabbed into his abdomen by the dagger.

At first, the villagers in the village were very active in thinking of ways to help Liu Dazhuang recover from his injuries. They even raised money to invite a doctor from Hu Guancheng to take a look, but after the doctor saw it, he prescribed a set of painkillers and shook his head.

Liu Dingdang was naturally unwilling and wanted to raise money to take Liu Dazhuang to the prefecture of Qingzhou to see a better doctor.

But this time, the villagers looked like they had changed their faces. They all shook their heads and said that their family had no money left. However, Liu Dingdang heard their private discussions. Liu Dazhuang was already a dead man. Why would he have to spend money on this dead man?

Liu Dingdang had shamelessly asked for money a few times, causing the villagers to be extremely annoyed. Now that he saw her, he was hiding like a god of plague. Liu Dingdang could only stay at home and guard Liu Dazhuang without money, while the little monk took the baton. He had gone a few times, but he had also failed.

Looking at Liu Dingdang with tears all over his face, Guang Lingui's heart was also not feeling good.

Wasn't his heart filled with confusion like Liu Dingdang's?

Liu Dazhuang was the best person he had ever seen. In that broken temple, the old monk had told him more than once that good was rewarded with good and evil with evil.

But why did Liu Dazhuang fall into such a field, while those villagers who had received his kindness treated him like strangers at this moment?

The little monk could not understand this logic, but he did not want to believe that this was the end that Liu Dazhuang deserved.

Therefore, he looked at Liu Dingdang at that time and said, "Uncle Liu is such a good person. He will definitely get better."

Perhaps it was the little monk's confident tone, or perhaps it was just that when one was in despair, one would subconsciously grasp the last bit of hope.

Liu Dingdang stopped crying and looked at the little monk with tears in his eyes. He asked uncertainly, "Really?"

This question stopped the little monk.

He really didn't know how Liu Dazhuang could recover without money to see a doctor or buy medicine.

But he really didn't want to see Liu Dingdang in front of him so sad.

Therefore, after a slight hesitation, he nodded heavily.

"Really."

"Are you not lying to me?"

"I won't lie to you."

"Then the retractor."

…

Just like last night, Mu Ji's army launched a surprise attack again and again.

The feint had left thousands of corpses outside Big Yellow City, but they hadn't achieved any results.

Before dawn, Mu Ji's third pretense was over.

Under the command of Lin Shou, the soldiers were orderly conducting the inventory and dispatch of supplies after the war.

Xu Han, who had nothing to do, leaned against the city wall. Looking at the situation below the city wall, his brows furrowed.

The corner of Lin Shou's eyes lit up when he saw Xu Han standing on the city wall. He thought for a moment and walked over in the next moment.

" Manor Chief Xu, what are you thinking?" He asked with narrowed eyes and a smile.

Xu Han came back to his senses when he heard this, but he was surprised to see that it was Lin Shou.

"Nothing. I just feel that something seems inappropriate."

"What is it?" Xu Han's words in the pavilion today had greatly changed Lin Shou's view of Xu Han. Hearing his words, he naturally wanted to ask what exactly was going on.

After pondering for a while, Xu Han extended his hand and pointed at the row of corpses lying densely outside the city. Naturally, he couldn't see the corpses clearly in the night, but he could vaguely see the approximate location of the corpses.

"General, please take a look. Almost all of the corpses are concentrated a hundred feet away from the city gates. They will then decrease to both sides."

"Hmm? Is there a problem with that?" Lin Shou was puzzled.

"Of course, we don't think there's a problem with this. It only means that the general is able to run the army well and that the archers under him are accurate in their archery." Xu Han smiled and said, "But Yu Muji seems to have some problems."

"What's the problem?" Lin Shou seemed to have heard something, and a divine light shone in his eyes as he asked.

"According to Mu Ji's thoughts, from last night onwards, we shouldn't have the slightest space to rest. We've been tired of fighting all day. By now, we should be tired, but the archers in the general's hands are still so accurate. It's an inexplicable matter."

"Then according to Manor Chief Xu 's wishes?"

"Since you want to play tricks, you naturally have to play tricks. I thought that even if I were to reveal some flaws to Lord Beijiang, it would not be impossible for me to do so." As Xu Han said this, the smile on his face instantly grew a little heavier.

At that time, the old general's expression suddenly changed. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Good, good, the Manor Master has a good plan."

This burst of laughter attracted the astonished gazes of the surrounding people, but the old general ignored it and still laughed heartily.

"General, you are overpraising me. This junior has only mentioned a few words. The key lies in the general's decision." Xu Han said respectfully, but this was also from his own heart, not from his hypocritical and humble words.

Hearing this, Lin Shou put away his smile. He took a deep look at Xu Han and said with a deep gaze, "Manor Master is too modest. Your abilities are much more formidable than you imagined."

Lin Shou's praise was naturally not fake. Xu Han did not continue to be modest. He changed the topic and suddenly asked, "I still have one more thing that I don't understand. I have to ask the general to explain."

"What is it?" Lin Shou seemed to be in a good mood. After hearing Xu Han's words, he asked loudly.

"There are over a thousand Heavenly Hunt Realm experts in Mu Ji's hands. On our side, the Heavenly Policy Army can take out more than 50 Heavenly Hunt Realm experts. There are only over three hundred in the hands of the general. Together, they are only half of the number in Mu Ji's hands. Isn't it a bit too much to ambush those thousand Heavenly Hunt Realm experts?"

Hearing this, Lin Shou was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly smiled.

"Manor Master not only underestimated me."

"I've underestimated that…"

"Dozens of red-robed officials…"

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