I'm a useless prince, so what if I know a little bit of chemistry?

Heisei Mountain is a mountain of medium size, and on top of the mountain there is a mountain village of medium size.

The area of ​​the village is actually not very large, and it can only accommodate about a thousand people. However, although the village is small, it has everything it needs.

The village is divided into inner and outer villages. The inner village is mainly used for people's living, while the outer village is used for training troops and resisting the invasion of officers and soldiers.

This is basically the same as many important cities today.

Outside the gate of the village, there are many chevaux deer horns, which can effectively prevent the invasion of government cavalry.

Inside the village, there is a relatively large hall for dividing the spoils, and six fierce-looking men are sitting inside.

The leader among them was a bald man with an extremely hideous scar on his shiny forehead. He was the monk Baoguang, the leader of the Heisei Mountain Village.

"I heard from the little ones that a fat sheep came not far away. What do you brothers think?" Monk Baoguang said while touching his forehead.

One of them had one eye. After hearing what Master Baoguang said, he immediately became excited. He raised his thighs and said, "Brother, since there is a fat sheep, why don't we kill it? It will also satisfy our cravings. Don't you agree?"

The one-eyed man looked at the others, as if wanting them to agree.

One of the young men, who looked like a scholar, looked at the one-eyed man, snorted coldly, and cursed, "One-eyed worm, I heard from my brothers that the team has a full 500 people, and they are all heavy cavalry. If you can't eat this fat sheep, you will break your teeth!"

"Five hundred people, all of them heavy cavalry. Brother, there's no way this deal can be done!" said one of the fat men with big ears.

"What? Cui Daocheng, are you scared by five hundred cavalrymen? Let me tell you, brothers have been tightening their belts recently, and we have to eat this fat sheep no matter what!" said the middle-aged man.

"Master, what do you think we should do? I think what Lao Liu said makes sense. If we can take on these 500 people, the brothers won't be afraid of the encirclement and suppression by the new soldiers. Maybe we can even become emperors for fun."

Monk Baoguang looked at the old Taoist sitting on his right and grinned.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

The old Taoist did not respond to Master Baoguang's words, but first recited a Taoist name.

The one-eyed insect widened his single eye, looked at the old Taoist priest, and said threateningly, "I say, Old Taoist priest Zhang, don't be so shameless. My elder brother said you are the master, so don't take advantage of me. Don't forget that the people in your Taoist temple are all in our hands!"

Monk Baoguang was extremely proud in his heart, but on the surface he was very angry. He pointed at the one-eyed insect and cursed: "Second brother, how do you talk to me like that? Be careful or I'll beat you up!"

Then, Monk Baoguang looked at the old Taoist priest and said cheerfully, "Master, don't be offended. Lao Er is just such a person. Master, please think of a way to deal with this matter. Master, you probably don't want to see your disciples go hungry, right?"

"Alas." The old Taoist sighed.

At this moment, a minion ran in.

"Report, village chief, more than 400 people from the 500 men suddenly split off and are heading towards us."

Monk Baoguang waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to go down, and then looked at the old Taoist: "Master, make a decision."

The old Taoist recited the confession in his heart, and finally said: "Since they have divided their forces, they will naturally come to attack the mountain stronghold, but I have set up a formation in the stronghold, so there is no need to rush."

The one-eyed insect said, "Are we just going to sit there and watch?"

"Shut your stinky mouth!" Monk Baoguang glared at the one-eyed insect, then looked at the old Taoist and said, "Master, go on."

"We can first capture the troops who remain behind. They will be in a panic by then, and then we can attack the mountain stronghold. We can send people to dig traps for the horses and pretend to be defeated and retreat. Do I need to say more about the rest?"

The old Taoist closed his eyes quietly, struggling internally.

When Master Baoguang heard this, he laughed out loud and praised: "Master is Master, great!"

"What are you waiting for? Go prepare and tell the brothers that there is meat to eat!"

"Yes!"

Monk Baoguang gave an order and a group of people immediately went down to prepare. Only the old Taoist stayed in the gathering hall to divide the spoils and silently began to recite scriptures for the salvation of the souls.

Lin Fan had already led his men to the foot of Mt. He was eager to try when he saw the village on the top of the mountain.

"Do you have the confidence to take down such a village?" Lin Fan asked.

"How difficult is this? My Lord, give me a hundred men and I will destroy this village directly!" Chu Hu clasped his fists.

"Let's talk outside the village gate first. Brothers, follow me up the mountain!"

Lin Fan waved the saber in his hand, and the fighting spirit around him boiled.

"kill!"

Four hundred and fifty people shouted in unison and followed Lin Fan up the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged and winding, with only enough space for two cavalrymen to ride side by side.

Moreover, once you enter the forest, the trees are so dense that they almost cover the sky and make it difficult to tell the directions.

When Lin Fan looked around, all he could see was a vast expanse of green. Many of the trees were even of the same species and looked the same.

The group walked along the mountain road and came across eight forks in the road. Lin Fan randomly chose one and continued walking up.

But after walking for a cup of tea, they saw the same eight roads again, and everyone realized that something was wrong.

Chu Hu touched his head and said in surprise, "Strange, in broad daylight, could we still encounter a ghost wall?"

Xiang Long glared at Chu Hu and cursed, "Shut up your crow mouth, there is no such thing as a ghost wall."

Lin Fan frowned and said, "I do have a guess, but it's hard to judge right now. Let's go forward and try again."

Hearing this, everyone followed Lin Fan forward without thinking too much.

Along the way, Lin Fan looked around and found that the surrounding environment was similar to before.

As they were walking, they heard Chu Hu yelling, "My goodness, eight more roads appeared. Damn it, who are you, monster? Come out and let me kill you with one blow!"

Chu Hu pointed at the surrounding woods and cursed, but the only response he got was the whistling sound of the wind.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "It is indeed so."

Xiang Long looked at Lin Fan and asked curiously, "What did the Marquis see?"

Chu Hu flattered, "My Lord, please break this magic quickly."

"Haha, I didn't think there would be a master in such a small mountain village." Lin Fan said with a laugh.

"I once heard from an expert that there is a method called Qimen Dunjia, and this method has derived a formation, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation."

Xiang Long frowned and asked, "My Lord, do you mean that this forest has been set up with an Eight-Gate Golden Lock Formation?"

Lin Fan pointed at eight identical roads and said, "The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation is used for marching and fighting. Here, I'm afraid someone has set up a Qimen Dunjia Formation!"