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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the South Chapter 75: Revenge

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    "Yes!" Basong nodded casually. In fact, he had not yet fully woken up from his hangover. He gestured to the maid aside, and the clever maid immediately brought a cup of hot water soaked in lemongrass.  Come on, this is pretty good for treating hangover headaches.  Basong drank a cup, closed his eyes and leaned on the soft pillow. When he opened his eyes again after a while, he felt much better - the lemongrass tea had an effect. He looked around and asked in a low voice.  He said: "Where is Yu Qie?" "The housekeeper set out early in the morning. He took some game and a deer to go to the British!" "Yes!" Basong nodded, and at this time he had recalled  After remembering what happened yesterday, he moved his body with great effort and tried to get off the bed. The two maids hurriedly came over and supported his plump upper body.  With the help of the two of them, Basong finally got out of bed, put on a pair of exquisite deerskin slippers, and ordered as he walked out: "Later, go and give each villager three measures of rice and a piece of cloth.  Also, give three buckets of rice to each of the poorest families in each village. We must hurry up and try to finish it within these two days! " "You understand, give each villager three buckets of rice and a piece of cloth immediately. But why.  Distributing food to the poor people in each village?" the servant asked with some confusion.  "You know what happened yesterday!" Basong sneered: "The two robbers deceived people and said they wanted to distribute food to the poor. Although they definitely couldn't do it, it's hard to say whether anyone in each village would move.  You know, if someone takes the lead in making trouble, it will be troublesome. I can't hang all the farmers, otherwise who will be farming next year?" "High, it is really high!" The servant raised his thumbs and praised  Said: "The master is indeed very wise. He distributed rice to the poorest people first. Naturally, these people will not get up and make trouble. Even if a few thorny heads jump out, just let Zhuang Ding catch them.  No one can fault the master!" "Well! You should hurry up and do this sooner rather than later!" Basong nodded, and then he stopped the valet who had already walked to the door and said, "Wait a moment.  Well, you can mix the old rice and bran in the warehouse and use it as rice to distribute to the poor. Do you understand? " "Yes, sir! To be honest, these mud legs are worthy of eating.  Damn it, the master has already praised them!" After handling these matters, Basong walked to the restaurant with the support of the two maids with satisfaction. The table was filled with various dishes waiting for him to taste.  Basong comfortably stuffed his fat body into the teak dining chair and began to gulp down the dishes carefully prepared by the chef. At this time, he had forgotten all his troubles. Isn't that how it should be?  I have made perfect arrangements, so what else can I worry about?  While Basong was enjoying his lunch, Song Shen's revenge team had also arrived at the outer wall of the manor. They set out at six in the morning and only rested for half an hour in the middle. Exhaustion had already filled everyone's bodies, but  Anger and the desire to avenge their companions gave them endless strength. These sun-tanned people lined up in a dense formation, breathing heavily, waiting for Song Shen to issue an order for revenge.  "Gray eyes!" Song Shen whispered to his deputy who was standing silently: "Compared to me, you are better at military affairs. You will be the one to command this attack!" After that, he said  He took a step back and stood behind Gray Eyes.  "How can this be done? You are our leader!" Gray Eyes widened in surprise. He was about to refuse, but Song Shen stretched out his hand to stop him: "We are different from the noble Lord's army. It is not right for everyone to pick up weapons."  For the prosperity and wealth of a certain person or a certain family, but for the benefit of all poor people, in our team, everyone has the same status, but they do different jobs, just like when building a house,  Some people have to saw wood, and some people have to work with plaster. Since you are better at commanding the army than me, you should be allowed to command the army, so that the brothers will shed less blood." At this point, Psalm!  Shen paused and said loudly: "Gray Eyes, I order you to serve as the commander in this battle. Everyone, including me, must obey his orders. You must attack Master Basong's manor and seize it."  All the food and weapons, and capture Master Basong and the housekeeper Yuqie alive, do you understand?" After saying this, Song Shen walked to the team, took a rifle, and stood at the first position.  "Understood!" Gray Eyes was convinced by Song Shen's eloquence. He stood up straight and began to mobilize the troops. Everyone held their breath and listened to the order carefully. Only one person was staring at Song Shen.  Looking at the back with gray eyes, that is the Earth Walker.  As one of the first rebels to join the Song Can team, Earth Walker is one of those people with an extremely sensitive sense of smell. It is true that he has almost noHe was illiterate without any education, but with his innate sense, he quickly realized the great enthusiasm and potential in Song Shen. By following this man, he could get rid of the humble background of his origin.  Social class, climbing to a level that was unimaginable in the past.  After recognizing this, Earth Walker followed Song Shen wholeheartedly. In order to achieve that goal, he was willing to endure all pain and risk all kinds of risks, and was loyal to Song Shen. After all, Song Shen was his star.  And he is just a planet. If you want to become brighter, the only way is to make your star shine even more. For this purpose, what can't you give and what can't be sacrificed?  But now everything has changed subtly. Song Shen has shown that in this career, everyone, even himself, is just an equal member, and has set an example with his own actions.  What's more important is that Gray Eyes, a latecomer, has already subtly seized the position of the second person in his organization.  Coming from a refugee class, he really knows the important position of force in the struggle for power. If the high-level struggle between nobles and monks is covered with a veil of tenderness, the lower level is much more straightforward, with daggers, bayonets and clubs.  Much more powerful than words, Earth Walker has seen too many things that started with quarrels and ended in fire.  Could it be that all the hard work he had done before was in vain?  He couldn't help but ponder.  "We will act like this later. If anyone still doesn't understand, you can start asking now!" A voice woke up the earthwalker from his meditation. He raised his head and saw gray eyes patiently explaining to a little boss.  Details of the military operation, he realized that he had just missed announcing the action plan. He quickly turned to the deputy beside him and asked in a low voice: "Did the commander just ask us to attack the main entrance?" "No, boss, you  Didn't you hear clearly just now? The commander asked us to rush to the side door first, lurk in front of the door, and then start attacking when we hear the gunshots!" The deputy replied, feeling a little a little worried about his usually very capable boss suddenly becoming like this.  Surprised.  Earth Walker quickly covered it up and said, "Oh, I just thought about the tragic death of Kubu and Buji, and I was a little distracted. Fortunately, you heard me, otherwise you would have missed the big deal!" The simple deputy did not see through Earth Walker's lies and replied: "  So that¡¯s it, I hate that noble master and the housekeeper as much as you do. It¡¯s best to wait until those two bastards fall into our hands, and then we must give them two hundred lashes with our own hands to avenge our companions!¡±
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