Chapter 111 Bringing a Prisoner Back

With the support of the officers and soldiers, He Lingchuan felt at ease facing the fat man before, but now he felt something was wrong. Unlike small villages, the rich gentry would pay out of their own pockets to form a rural defense group and a self-training group, especially in troubled times. Such armed forces are even more necessary. This group of bandits can even take down the 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 stuffed the bread back into his mouth, opened his front, and drew a cross on his heart with a dagger.

Blood flowed out at once, very quickly.

The fat man screamed in pain, but the sound was mostly blocked by the bread. The muscles on his face twisted and his throat gurgled.

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

Zhu hesitated slightly and held the dagger with both hands.

"If you shout, she will stab you in the heart; if you answer randomly, she will stab you in the heart too." He Lingchuan patted the fat man on the shoulder, "She hates you to the bone, you'd better not try. Do you understand?"

The fat man nodded carefully.

"Let's play a game called racing against time." He Lingchuan smiled, "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 do such a cruel thing. But after several life-and-death battles, he finally understood a truth:

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself, especially when the other party is still determined to harm others.

He took off the bread and asked again: "Which town do you still have people in?"

"Qian Teng... Town."

"How many people?" He Lingchuan was unhappy, "Can't you be more self-conscious? You have to be like a puppet and answer when I ask you?"

The fat man said with difficulty: "The town was taken the day before yesterday, and there are still 200 people."

This group of bandits has a total of 400 to 500 people? "Generally, bandits don't have this scale. Where are you from?"

"Hongchuan!" The fat man replied, "There was a flood in my hometown, and I can't make any money there, so we want to change places."

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

Zhu shook her head: "The land is not fertile, and there are few people."

The fat man hurriedly said: "We are just passing by, Boss Lu wants to go south!"

Passing bandits kill people cruelly because they only do business once.

As they were talking, there was a commotion outside.

He Lingchuan said to a guard, "Go out and have a look."

The guard walked outside and quickly returned to report, "The lake suddenly had a tide of fish, and they rushed to the shore. Now there are live fish jumping all over the ground."

"Fish?" He Lingchuan never expected this answer. But at this moment, there were hurried footsteps outside, and the sound of shoes crunching on stones and muddy water.

Judging from the noise, there were at least a dozen people.

The fat man's reinforcements came? The four of them tensed up, and He Lingchuan put his hand on the handle of the knife, pointing at Fatty Wang and said, "Drag him into the inner room."

Fortunately, the footsteps came from far away and passed directly in front of the door without stopping.

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

He Lingchuan couldn't help but open the door and go out. Seeing a large number of officers and soldiers also running fast, he called the nearest one over and asked, "What happened?"

"We fought with the villagers, and the county governor is also by the lake in the west of the village!"

A fight started now? He Lingchuan was surprised: "Is my father okay?"

"Not sure. The whistle sounded three times, asking us to rush to reinforce."

The whistle was the assembly order of the Blackwater City Army, and different instructions were issued according to the length of the whistle.

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

"Wait, wait!" He Lingchuan's mind was racing. He was not by the lake and didn't know the cause of the battle, but it was undoubtedly too early to start a war at this time, unless his father seized the opportunity temporarily... or Boss Lu seized the opportunity.

To put it coldly, he, He Lingchuan, was not the leader of the guard group. Even if he rushed over now, he couldn't calm the situation or turn the tide.

What else could he do?

More than a dozen ideas popped up in his mind, and he crossed them out one by one. Finally, He Lingchuan sent another guard to the west of the village.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the man came back and said hurriedly: "The county magistrate has negotiated peace with the other party."

"Is he not injured?"

"No."

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

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

He Lingchuan was relieved and exhaled: "Okay, you go into the inner room to help."

The three of them walked into the inner room, where Fatty Wang was placed and guarded by Zhu. The wound on his chest had been simply treated and no longer bleeding.

The fat man was still gagged and his face was still a little pale, but otherwise he was fine.

"Take him to Dad's room."

The three of them lifted the fat man up and looked around before leaving. It was indeed empty.

Both bandits and soldiers gathered by the lake at this moment.

So they took Fatty Wang and quickly went to He Chunhua's accommodation.

A quarter of an hour ago, there were bandit spies everywhere here. How could they escort the captive openly? Fortunately, the fight distracted both sides, so He Lingchuan could take the opportunity to take Fatty Wang back.

Good things always take time.

Forty or fifty steps away from the destination, the cottage on the side suddenly opened, and a woman poked her head out.

She probably wanted to check the surroundings, but she saw He Lingchuan and the other two escorting Fatty Wang, and also saw Zhu accompanying them, and her eyes widened.

Of course, Zhu also saw her.

The woman was stunned for two breaths, and then she shrank back and wanted to close the door.

Zhu rushed forward and pushed the door open, not letting her close it.

The woman cried, "You can't do this, you are going to kill us!"

Zhu gritted her teeth and said, "Come with me, or I will kill you!" She was afraid that the woman would report to the bandits.

"Are you crazy? The soldiers will not stay!" The woman shouted, "The soldiers are gone, but the bandits are still there!"

The two sides were fighting, and the guards asked He Lingchuan, "Young Master?"

He Lingchuan whispered, "Go and help!"

The guards rushed forward and were about to help Zhu pull the other party out. The woman was terrified, and she raised her voice and screamed heartbreakingly: "Someone come!"

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

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

"Sure!" Zhu's eyes quickly changed from confusion to determination, "Let's go!"

The four people ignored the woman and continued to move forward with Fatty Wang; the wooden door closed, and the woman stopped screaming.

There were no more twists and turns ahead, and no villagers even showed up again, although they all heard these loud shouts.