Listening to Wu Zheng's words, Niu Yaozu who was on the side remembered it all by heart. If there is such a chance next time, he will do as Wu Zheng said.
"Then Brother Wu, what shall we do now?" Niu Yaozu asked.
Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "Of course it was taking advantage of his illness to kill him, taking advantage of this guy's being blown up, when will you not rush to kill them?"
Niu Yaozu smiled: "I will understand at the end."
Niu Yaozu turned around and left after speaking, but was called to a stop by Wu Zheng, who had a sudden flash of light in his mind: "You know a ball, this group of bandits can not kill if they don't kill. We are still short of manpower for repairing the graves of our brothers. These are all free labor!"
"Huh?" Niu Yaozu looked at Wu Zheng blankly.
Wu Zheng laughed and said: "After telling the brothers to rush down, they will not kill those who surrender. If they can catch it, it will be caught. It is not too late to kill those who refuse to surrender. As for the one named Pei He, let him surrender before he surrenders. Cut off his head and talk. Do you understand this time?"
Niu Yaozu nodded repeatedly: "Understand, those who descend will not kill!"
After talking about the excitement of the charge horn sounded on the dustpan ridge, Zuo Xiaowei's soldiers rushed into the Shuitiao ditch like mercury leaking from the ground.
"The one who descends does not kill! The one who descends does not kill..."
After hearing the Charge, Cheng Xiaojin rushed out of Funiu Mountain, and saw Qin Xiang hiding in the river valley from a distance. As soon as the two met, Cheng Xiaojin couldn’t wait to ask, "Brother Wu is here. What are you shouting? Those who descend will not kill?"
Qin Xiang nodded blankly: "It seems like this!"
Cheng Xiaojin sighed: "Since the descendants don't kill, then the descendants don't kill! But let's hurry up and don't let Niu Yaozu kill the Quartet all by himself, leaving him alone."
In the upper reaches of Shuitiaogou, Ma Xi has brought public transportation to Tianguotan. Although it is the dry season in Pei He's eyes in winter, the water in Tianguotan is full because some people used earth and rocks in the water pool. A small dam can just block the water outlet of Tianguotan.
The two walked up to the dam, but Ma Xi, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, which almost made the public loser who followed him almost fell into Ma Xi's arms.
"Gong Ma, what are you?" Gong Zuzu looked at Ma Xi with a puzzled look.
Ma Xi took out a few bamboo tubes from his arms and said: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot everything Wu Zheng had confessed."
I still don’t understand what is going on. Ma Xi has already inserted the bamboo that he has just taken out into the water dam made of earth and rock.
Gonglu looked at a blank look, and couldn't help asking again: "Magong Gong, what are you doing?"
Ma Xi patted the dust that didn't even exist in his hand, and smiled: "You heard the thunderstorm just under the mountain, right?"
The ears of public transport are still buzzing now, how could they not hear it. It's just that he couldn't understand what Han Lei had to do with what Ma Xi had just done.
Without waiting for public input, Ma Xi said: "Our family doesn't lie to you, the dry thunder that Wu Hou got out is actually this thing."
The Gongluo looked at the bamboo tube Ma Xi had just inserted into the soil in surprise, and asked in astonishment: "This bamboo tube is so powerful?"
Thinking of seeing the scene of the horses flying with the rocks in the Shuitiao ditch from a distance on the mountain, the lingering public loser couldn't help but squat down curiously, and carefully looked at the bamboo tube.
Ma Xi smiled and said: "Ordinary bamboo tubes certainly don't have such power, but the bamboo tubes from Wu Hou, I heard that such power is relatively small."
"It's gunpowder here?" Public Transport Research asked tentatively.
Ma Xi smiled and said, "Sure enough, the public loser is an expert! You can see the doorway at a glance."
Gong Zhuhu shook his head and said: "Gong Ma, forgive me for being straight-eyed, how can this gunpowder be so powerful?"
Ma Xi smiled and said, "This is what Wu Hou can do. Honestly speaking, your kid wants to worship Wu Hou as a teacher. If this matter really becomes your public loser, it will make a lot of money. But you still don't want to, really I don’t know what you think."
One second, I was still carefully studying Zhutong’s public loss. The next second I stood up with a sense of excitement and said, “Although my public loser has entered the world, he has not yet fallen to let the children of the clan, worship an outsider as a teacher, and go. Learn that wonderful skill. It’s a clever thing. Don’t be a lobbyist for Wu Zheng, Mr. Ma.”
Ma Xiwei... (End of this chapter)