In fact, the riots in Lin'an Fucheng came much faster than predicted.
That night, news came back - the patrol lurking outside the village found traces in the distance, and there were not a few people there.
After receiving the news, Shen Mantun quickly notified every household, and then led the patrol team to stand ready at the entrance of the village. The handle of the knife in his hand trembled again.
From Qingshan Village to Fucheng, this is the only place where the mob must pass.
It would be okay if they went straight to Fucheng, but if they stopped on the way, no matter
how powerful Shenjia Village was, it would be impossible to withstand a mob of 20,000 people.
"Xing Luo, how have our traps been strengthened?"
To be honest, Shen Manyun was a little panicked.
I was even more panicked than when I was about to face more than 200 bandits.
He could no longer hold the knife in his hand steadily - of course, he hadn't cut down many people with the knife before.
"Three times as much as before."
Shen Xingluo spoke calmly, without any trace of panic. "Don't worry, they won't put all their hands on the village. Taking over the city is the mob's goal."
In the darkness, his handsome features were even more prominent . Three-dimensional, the scar on the side of the face is completely hidden due to the shadow, and the deep black eyes look even more unfathomable.
This forced Mr. Jiang to focus his attention on him again.
Facing such a dangerous situation, this nineteen-year-old boy could be so calm, which is rare in the world.
This person is destined to become a great weapon.
"Shen Lizheng can rest assured. My little friend Song has led his people to ambush nearby. If the mob really comes to the village, they will definitely take action."
Mr. Jiang had thought of this a long time ago and made arrangements in advance.
People in Shenjia Village must not be in danger.
"That's fine, that's fine. I'm just a little worried. It's just a joke."
Shen Manyun breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was in the mood to observe the trap outside the village that had been strengthened three times.
After Jiang Lao and Song Zhi visited Shenjia Village one after another, Shen Xingluo knew that danger was coming, so he led the patrol team and Cheng Daqian to re-arm the village. The scope of the trap outside the village was doubled. To this end, the patrol team went to the Fucheng Iron Shop to buy iron tools in batches to make sharp arrowheads as a backup.
There were also a few more stone walls originally used for defense, so the bandits headed by the leader were very tired.
Shenjia Village now is very different from before.
Cheng Xi raised his head and looked around, and paused when his sight touched a few inconspicuous stone walls.
Different from the previous purely defensive stone wall, there is a ravine deep for one person under each of these additional ones, ultimately connecting them together.
It extends in all directions and reaches the village directly.
When attacking with bows and arrows, you can take them by surprise, and they can also achieve defensive effects. Whenever a patrol hides in a ravine, it will look like a ghost.
This was not the first time she had seen too many stone walls, but Cheng Xi was still deeply shocked.
If these ravines were more secretive, it would become a real tunnel battle.
Could an ancient person have such advanced thinking?
evildoer.
Cheng Xi silently cursed, and Shen Xingluo next to him turned his head and looked into the distance.
"Here we come."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Xi heard the faint sound of running in his ears, and then the sound became louder and more chaotic.
It did come.
Most of the people on the patrol did not hear any sound of running, but everyone firmly believed in Shen Xingluo's words and began to prepare for it.
Everyone did not wait long, and the noise and footsteps in the distance reached their ears.
The mob really came.