Junior Disciple C

Chapter 160

After the curtain ended, the audience left, and Feng Ye and his party were driven back to the waiting room where they stayed before by Xiqiang soldiers.

The soldiers' movements were still rough and arrogant, but before they left, they left behind a pile of food as if they were a reward.

The fluffy steamed buns made of white flour are much better than the thick, rough bread that everyone ate before, and they are almost delicious.

Having just experienced life and death, it was a fluke to survive, and with such a "delicious" reward, everyone's faces showed a bit of joy.

In addition to their joy, their movements were also very swift and violent. They were so tired that they wanted to fall to the ground immediately, but now they are like tigers pouncing on the pile of white flour steamed buns that were thrown on the ground by the soldiers.

Although this pile of steamed buns looks like a lot, they are numerous.One person is more than enough, but who doesn't want to take a few more?As for how many more you can take, it depends on your ability.

They fought or robbed, and they robbed all these steamed buns in an instant.Wu Yi's reaction was a bit slow, and he jumped late, only grabbing three.

As for Feng Ye, it was a little less, he didn't have any.It wasn't that he didn't react as fast as the others or that he didn't move as fast as the others, but that he stood still and didn't move from the beginning to the end.

When Wu Yi walked back with three steamed buns in his arms, he saw Feng Ye who was empty-handed. He hesitated for a moment, weighed the pros and cons, and reluctantly handed over the three steamed buns, the one that was stained with dust and didn't look too white. Feng Ye.

Although steamed buns are good, the shelter that Feng Ye can provide him is even better. I don't know how many times he will come to this Colosseum in the future, hiding behind Feng Ye will give him a better chance of surviving.

Even if he has not read the book, he can understand this account.

But I understand it, I really don't want to part with it, so I gave Feng Ye the most unattractive steamed bun.That's it, it's still a painful parting.

Feng Ye was a little surprised, he didn't care about the dust on the steamed bun, he took it from Wu Yi's hand, and smiled from the bottom of his heart, thanking Wu Yi.

The two were sitting in the corner, biting off a piece of steamed bun to eat, Batu, who searched around in the crowd, finally found his target, and he walked straight towards Feng Ye.

Moreover, holding a bag of steamed buns wrapped in clothes, there are ten of them.

"So you are here!" Although he used "you", the words were obviously addressed to Feng Ye, and the steamed buns he handed over were also handed to Feng Ye.

Feng Ye saw a small mountain of steamed buns piled up in front of him, all of which were snatched by Batu relying on his bulk.

Among the ten steamed buns, Batu only kept three for himself, which was enough to feed him, and gave Feng Ye all the remaining seven.

Feng Ye and Wu Yi's expressions at this time were surprisingly the same, they were both surprised at the steamed bun hill in front of them, and they didn't swallow the mouthful for a long time.

Seeing Feng Ye's astonished expression, Batu couldn't help but rubbed the back of his head and explained: "My life was saved by you, a small thank you is not a respect."

Seven steamed buns are really not a respect for his life.But Feng Ye didn't intend to just accept it, he simply couldn't eat that much by himself.

He was about to decline, but before he could say anything, another person walked over. Feng Ye didn't know the other person. Similarly, he didn't know the other person's name. The only thing he knew was that the other person was just like him. A slave of the Xiqiang people.

And this person who didn't know his name walked up to Feng Ye and handed Feng Ye two steamed buns. He didn't snatch as many as Batu. There were only four in total, but he took out half of them.

"Just now...thank you!" He stammered when he spoke, as if he was at a loss for words, and after holding back for a long time with no ink in his stomach, he finally let out a thank you.

Before Feng Ye could answer, he walked back by himself.

It's not over yet, just as he left, someone else came over, offering the same steamed buns, and saying the same thank you in a not-so-fancy way.

As if in a repeated drama, the same drama was staged one after another, and the hill of steamed buns piled up higher and higher, and under the pile of people, it became a big mountain that almost covered Feng Ye's sight.

The last person finished delivering, and the room became quiet again. Feng Ye looked at the "big mountain" in front of him, and didn't speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Batu has finished eating the three steamed buns he left, and is treating himself for the wound scratched by the wolf's claws.

He didn't handle it carefully, because there were no such good conditions, he just pulled a piece of cloth to wrap up the wound, as long as it could stop the bleeding.

Just as he was wrapping his wound, he suddenly heard a chuckle from beside him. He looked at the owner of the laughter, Feng Ye raised his lips, and that smile overflowed from the corners of his lips to the tip of his brows, and he couldn't stop it.

For the first time in the Western Qiang Imperial City, he showed such a happy smile.

This smile seemed to have some kind of magical power, the eyebrows and eyes that should have been ordinary, in the dark room, actually showed a trace of soul-stirring power.

Hao Chen caught his breath while watching.

He quickly returned to normal, seeming to cover up his expression.

In fact, there is no need to cover up, after all, Feng Ye can't see him at all.

"What are you laughing at? Hurry up and go to bed after dinner. Tomorrow we have to go back to the quarry to work. In a few days, we may be dragged to this Colosseum again. Some eat and some sleep, and we can enjoy it for a while." It will be a while." Batu kindly reminded Feng Ye.

Feng Ye glanced at Batu, but didn't respond.His eyes changed a few times, hesitation and hesitation all faded away, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"Everyone." Feng Ye said suddenly, he used a volume that everyone in the room could hear, and his gaze was on everyone's side.

Everyone looked up at him together, and saw Feng Ye making a gesture of waving. He motioned for everyone to sit together, as if he wanted to say something.

If it were someone else, maybe everyone would not talk to him at all. After eating, I was so tired that I was going to sleep. Who has the time to listen to what a stranger has to say?

But Feng Ye was different. Almost all the people present who survived had received Feng Ye's life-saving grace.

The original 48-member team had only 39 members left after a fierce battle. Such casualties are actually very small compared to the past.

If Feng Ye hadn't killed the wolf king in one fell swoop, and then gathered the scattered people together to exterminate the wolf pack, and they fought alone, it was not certain which side would win in the end.

That's why everyone is grateful to Feng Ye, and they are also very convinced by Feng Ye's display of force. Otherwise, if they were only grateful, they might not have handed over the steamed buns to Feng Ye, hoping that Feng Ye would help them a little later. This is the reason for the greater proportion.

At this time, when they heard Feng Ye's words, no matter how tired they were, they all stood up and gathered around Feng Ye.

After everyone sat down and gathered into a small circle, Feng Ye spoke again: "I heard a news when I was working in the quarry that the Western Qiang is about to go to war."

After the words fell, there was no disturbance, and everyone didn't understand, so what does this have to do with them?

The Western Qiang has almost never stopped fighting. As a victorious country, it does not need to bear the losses caused by the war, and it supports war with war.Of all the people here, who was not captured by the Xiqiang army?

Therefore, no one was surprised that Xiqiang was about to go to war again, but Feng Ye seemed to have something to say, so they didn't raise any questions and waited for Feng Ye to continue.

"They are about to march to the east, but the southern front has not been completely withdrawn, and the troops are insufficient, so they are planning to transfer troops from other places, and this place is..."

Feng Ye paused for a moment, pointed to the land under his feet, and revealed the answer: "This imperial city."

A little surprise finally appeared on everyone's calm faces, it was just a surprise, they didn't realize anything from this point.

Feng Ye's speech speed suddenly accelerated, and he explained in detail the situation caused by the transfer of troops from Xiqiang: "Most of the defenders in the city will go to the front line to support in half a month, and even the garrison in the quarry will be transferred away. At that time, there will only be the defenders at the city gate and some garrisons in the quarry in the city, and the total number will be less than [-]."

"Then this is almost an empty city?" Batu reacted first, but then he had a question: "This is an imperial city, will the Xiqiang people leave this place undefended?"

Feng Ye smiled: "Under normal circumstances, they would not, but they are too arrogant, and their desire to attack is too strong. They can't wait until all the southern fronts retreat, so they have to mobilize the defenders in the imperial city to go front."

"Of course, they won't just let the imperial city become an empty city. After about a month, the southern army will gather and take over the defenders who left and station in the Xiqiang imperial city."

"In between, there was a window of about half a month. In this imperial city, there were only less than [-] defenders, and..." Feng Ye took a picture from the mountain of steamed buns as he spoke. Three came out, and he compared it to three thousand defenders. At the same time, he pointed to the remaining pile of steamed buns, which were many times more than three steamed buns, and said: "We."

After the word "we" fell, there was a long silence.

These light and delicate words seemed to be suddenly tied to a heavy stone, and when it fell, it shook the sky and the earth.

It's not the weight of the words themselves, but the implication that Feng Ye hides in them is so obvious that it can't be more obvious.

"You think..." Batu swallowed, he thought Feng Ye's idea was crazy, so crazy that when he heard it suddenly, the first thought that popped up in his mind was impossibility and horror.

If the people of Xiqiang heard the horror of horror, such outrageous thoughts, ten thousand heads would not be enough to kill them.

Batu was quite courageous among this group of people. Even if he was like this, the reaction of the others was even worse. Wu Yi even jumped up from the ground in shock.

Feng Ye suddenly slowed down his hasty tone. He comforted the frightened people, and also held down Wu Yi who wanted to jump up.

He said slowly: "If you have any ideas, you might as well talk about them. Anyway, the Xiqiang people are not here, so everyone can speak freely."

His reassurance had an effect, and everyone was no longer as panicked as before. After all, Xiqiang people only have two ears, and they don't have the magical ability to listen through walls.

But still no one agreed with Feng Ye, Batu first questioned: "How could we defeat the Xiqiang army?"

"Why is it impossible? We have a large number of people, at least [-], and as for weapons, the tools in the quarry can be used as weapons." Feng Ye replied unhurriedly.

"But that's a well-trained army, we're just ordinary people!" Someone in the crowd said.

"Well-trained?" Feng Ye curled his lower lip: "If you don't stand guard properly, you just stay in your barracks and drink at night. Is such a loose army well-trained? These Xiqiang people are just burly Shelves are actually just paper tigers that can be broken at the first glance."

"But it's not so easy to talk about raising troops. Do you know how to arrange troops?" Someone questioned.

"It's not easy, but it's not as difficult as you think. To be honest, I already have a general understanding of the route in the Western Qiang Imperial City, and I have also studied the deployment of troops. I am [-]% sure of the success of the army."

Feng Ye's tone was very calm from the beginning to the end, so calm that people couldn't help but believe what he said.

Although some of it is a lie.

Feng Ye actually didn't know the route and deployment of troops in the Western Qiang Imperial City, but he would know sooner or later that once the defenders in the city were transferred away, the guards at the quarry would immediately relax, and he could then rely on The key in his hand left the camp secretly and went to investigate in the city.

It's not a lie that he said this in advance, he just wanted to increase everyone's confidence and let everyone know that they are not invincible.

After Feng Ye finished speaking, no one spoke.

Everyone fell into silence, but silence did not mean acquiescence. In fact, they wanted to make the slaves who were accustomed to oppression, the invincibility of the Xiqiang people engraved in their bones like an iron law, arouse the courage to resist desperately, and It's not that easy.

Feng Ye knew that convincing these people was the second big problem he was going to face, he had already solved the first one, how to turn this loose sand into a forbidden army, he thought for a whole night and couldn't come up with a solution, but Xiqiang People sent him the answer.

The people in front of them came from different huts, that is to say, from different tribes or countries, and they were all the strongest people in their respective tribes or countries.

The status of slaves is already too low to be lower, so in the camp where the slaves live, there will be no difference in status, and the strength of the body is the only standard of high and low.

These able-bodied people are perfectly suitable as generals to help him with hierarchical control, and as long as they are persuaded, they can then persuade their own clansmen. When the time comes, Feng Ye's plan will really be on the right track .

Of course, before getting on the right track, there is still the second biggest problem to solve, convincing these people.

Feng Ye waited for a while, and when no one asked any more questions, he began to question everyone.

"I don't need to say more about what it's like to be a slave. Everyone knows it well." He stroked the brand on his neck with his index finger: "In the eyes of Xiqiang people, we are lowly animals, and life and death are insignificant."

"We can continue to work our lives for the Xiqiang people honestly and live peacefully, but how long can we live?"

"One day? Two days?" Feng Ye shook his head: "No one knows, we don't even know if we can live until tomorrow, life or death depends entirely on the mood of the Xiqiang people."

"If you live today, you may die tomorrow under the stones in the quarry, or under the claws of the beast. It is always death. Why not fight for it? As long as you win, that is true freedom. , control the freedom of life and death.”

Feng Ye clenched his fists: "Even if the vacant period in the imperial city is not once in a thousand years, we don't know when it will happen again. If we miss this time, who dares to wait until the next time?"

Everyone's expressions gradually loosened. They knew that what Feng Ye said was true. Silence can only bring you a moment of peace. If you risk your life, it is the real life and death.

However, some people still questioned: "But the news that the defenders will be transferred, we only heard from you. How can we confirm that it is true?"

Feng Ye smiled. He realized that he had moved the other party with his words. He was not in a hurry to make everyone believe him immediately. He just said: "Whether to raise troops or not, it is only in the planning at the moment. I haven't had time to actually do it yet." Sure, but it must be about a week after the defenders were transferred, so the defenders who were transferred in this way could not return to help, and the southern garrison could not come."

"Before that, you have enough time to consider my proposal and confirm whether what I said is true." Feng Ye's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and his tone was calm and confident: "Wait After the defenders are actually transferred, it will not be too late to tell me the answer."

Everyone looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they nodded in agreement.