"You said it's normal …" Jiang Pengji smiled, revealing her white teeth. She tilted her head and said, "I've never been normal."
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Jiang Pengji could not only take down the cooks and the elite soldiers in the shortest time possible, but she could also move all the rations. When the leader came back, he would probably face a second round of ambush … It was all about efficiency. How could a weakling want to play dirty with her?
In her territory, she could only do things at her own pace.
Qiguan Rang waved his feather fan.
Jiang Pengji suddenly asked him, "Wenzheng, when is the best time to strike?"
"Of course we have to wait for them to finish moving the rations and then extinguish the torches as a signal. That's the best time to strike."
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "If that's the case, we'll listen to Wenzheng and extinguish the torches as a signal!"
"If that's the case, Langjun will have to wait."
It would take a long time for a few thousand dans of rations to be piled up.
"Compared to the process, I value the result more."
Facing enemies that outnumbered them, Jiang Pengji did not act rashly. Instead, she chose to face them calmly.
She was indeed conceited, but it did not mean that she was brainless or impatient.
On the contrary, she was like the most experienced hunter. In order to capture her prey, she could wait patiently.
The viewers in the livestream were also watching quietly. Even though there was only the scene of the cooks moving the rations, the heavy and suffocating feeling of an approaching storm could be vaguely felt even through the screen and in another dimension. They could not help but feel nervous.
At that moment, a viewer in the streaming room sent a bullet screen asking her.
Yin Yuejia Zhuge Qinmo: "Does the streamer plan to recruit these people? Give me a definite answer so I can be mentally prepared. "
What mentally prepared?
The viewers in the streaming room all knew that Jiang Pengji, the streamer, killed people without hesitation. It was not fake like in dramas where she spat blood or smeared ketchup. It was real. Blood splattered, brains splattered, and heads flew into the sky.
The scene was so real that it was frightening.
Some of the viewers who could not accept it would vomit after watching it. They would be traumatized by the streaming room from then on.
Of course, many viewers who liked thrills would try their best to squeeze in.
How could ordinary people in peacetime watch a scene of murder?
Jiang Pengji's sharp eyes saw the bullet screen. She thought for a while and sent a message.
Host V: "Kill!"
Alright, a lot of the audience could prepare to cover their eyes.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
After moving the food, the head cook secretly wiped his sweat and asked the soldier who was temporarily in charge of the elite troops while panting heavily.
The soldier held a torch in his hand. He looked around but didn't find anything unusual.
"Everyone, pretend to retreat. Extinguish the torches along the way, then quietly hide in the houses and prepare for an ambush."
The brightness of the torch was limited, and visibility was low at night. Everything outside of the light was still pitch-black.
They held the torches but didn't find any ambush, so it was obvious that the enemy should be observing them from a distance. As long as they pretended to retreat, put out the torches quickly, and quietly returned to the room of the bandits' stockade to ambush, they would definitely be able to catch Meng Hun unprepared.
Dreams were plentiful, but reality was harsh.
When everyone obeyed the order and the torches were extinguished one by one, the viewers in the live streaming channel had wisely chosen to close their eyes.
Buzz buzz buzz —
The thin and dense sound of the bowstring was heard, and the arrows broke through the air.
A chill suddenly rose in the soldier's heart. Just as he was wondering where this ominous feeling came from, miserable screams came from all around him. His heart suddenly sank. Just as he was about to shout out the word "enemy attack", he suddenly felt a sharp pain as if his flesh was being dug into his arm.
He subconsciously raised his other hand to touch it, and it turned out to be a slender arrow that pierced through his arm!
They were ambushed!
But hadn't they searched the surroundings before and found no trace of the enemy?
At this moment, all kinds of thoughts filled his mind, but Jiang Pengji obviously didn't give him a chance to think more.
Puff, puff —
The first round of volleys had just passed two breaths, and the second round came quickly.
The sound of arrows piercing into flesh rang in the silent night, making people's hair stand on end.
The troops in the dark couldn't see the enemy's position, and they didn't need to aim specifically. They just needed to shoot randomly at the place where the torches were extinguished. It was normal to be shot to death by random arrows, and those who were still alive were the lucky ones. As for those who were unharmed?
They would also go up and finish them off later!
Jiang Pengji's plan was very clear. She would only leave two or three injured soldiers behind and let them bring Meng Liang's body back to Meng County in Cang Prefecture!
But these people thought they were smart and chose to split up, which gave Jiang Pengji an excellent opportunity to attack.
She also participated in the ambush, and the crossbow in her hand was steady and fast. The audience in the streaming room could use the convenience of the camera to see how she shot the enemy's head with one arrow. Every arrow accurately pierced through the target's eyebrows and brain, killing them in one shot.
After ten rounds of volleys, the screams were completely extinguished.
Jiang Pengji said coldly, "Those who are still breathing, send them on their way."
It wasn't the first time that the troops had killed people, but their limbs were still a little weak. Even those who used to be bandits couldn't kill hundreds of people so easily. It was as if they weren't harvesting human lives, but wheat after wheat.
But they were all people who lived with swords and blood, so they didn't dare to hesitate and retreat. They all popped out from their hiding places. Some of them looked for those who were still breathing, while others moved quickly to carry the grain to the cellar.
The cellar wasn't far, so they could move all the grain in a very short time.
Nongqin belonged to the former group. Her hands were covered in sticky blood, but she was still calmly breaking the enemy's neck one after another. She looked like a Rakshasa ghost, which sent chills down everyone's spine. The bandits even wanted to take a detour.
In less than a quarter of an hour, all the grain had been moved.
Jiang Pengji coldly twitched the corner of her mouth. "Nongqin, bring me a pen."
She casually dipped the tip of the pen into the blood on the ground and wrote rough, blood-red words on a roll of coarse cloth.
"Those who go back on their words are the dogs of the Meng's. The Meng's want to use me as a scapegoat to humiliate my wife and daughter. They will be shamed even after death. Such despicable behavior is not worthy of the late Lord Meng! If you want to do this, don't blame me for retaliating. If Meng Liang doesn't die, how can I face the spirits of my deceased wife and daughter in heaven? By Meng Hun, the traitor of the Meng's. "
After she finished writing, she threw the pen away. A piece of coarse cloth fell to the ground and covered Meng Liang's face.
Meng Liang's body, which had been suppressed in the ice cellar, was now wrapped in a rag and tossed among the other corpses.
Although he was dead, Jiang Pengji could still make him shine again and bring out the last of his value!
"Let's go! We'll stop them again! Let's show them who's the real loser! "
Meng Hun didn't say a word. He secretly clenched his teeth, as if he was holding back something.
Finally, his eyes turned red and he vented all the anger in his heart.
Qiguan Rang saw this and gently waved his feather fan.
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