Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Hua Qingcheng frowned, looked at Wu Yong and said, "Brother Yong, how about I lead the troops over there immediately and rescue the people there?"

Wu Yong shook his head slightly, his eyes deep and worried. "This isn't just a matter of rescuing the villagers. If we send troops, we'll be engaging Concubine Sun and her followers head-on. At stake are the lives of our entire army and their families."

Upon hearing this, Afan's eyes instantly turned red. "Please, please, please save Futian Village!"

Wu Yong looked at Afan's anxious expression, his heart filled with pity. "Don't worry, kid. We will definitely save the people of Futian Village."

Wu Yong thought for a moment, then made a decisive move. He called his deputy general and ordered, "Immediately select 500 elite soldiers and accompany me to Futian Village to rescue the people!"

"Brother Yong, I'm going with you too!" Hua Qingcheng said without hesitation. After a pause, she added worriedly, "500 people against the Jizhou soldiers, the chances of winning are too slim. In my opinion, we should take the remaining 2000 soldiers with us."

Wu Yong gently held Hua Qingcheng's hand, his eyes gentle but revealing an unquestionable firmness: "No, you have to stay. I'm worried that Shangguo will take advantage of the civil unrest in our country to stir up trouble on the border. I can only feel at ease if you stay here. Just wait for me here. I will return as soon as I repel the Jizhou soldiers." Wu Yong frowned slightly and continued, "For this operation, we must try our best to avoid a head-on confrontation with Liu Guozhong. We must not completely tear our relationship apart. As long as we can force him to withdraw his troops and resolve the crisis in Futian Village, it will be fine."

Hua Qingcheng pursed her lips slightly upon hearing this, secretly worried: Given Liu Guozhong's arrogant and overbearing nature, would he really stop when he saw the opportunity? But she knew that Wu Yong's decision must have been based on considerations, so she didn't say anything more.

The deputy general of the Wu family army quickly assembled 500 elite soldiers. Afan followed closely behind Wu Yong, leading the team and rushing towards Futian Village.

In the somewhat shabby little wooden house in Futian Village, Xiuying gave repeated instructions to Wang Dali and Wang Daya with a serious expression.

"Da Li, Daya, you must take good care of these things. Use them just as I told you before. Don't make any mistakes."

Wang Dali scratched his head. "Madam, since we have such a powerful thing, why don't we use it earlier? If we use it earlier, maybe a lot of troubles can be avoided."

Xiuying sighed softly, looking at the improvised bombs in front of her with complicated eyes. After taking a deep breath, she slowly said, "Da Li, Daya, although these things are extremely powerful, if they are easily shown to others, they will cause a lot of trouble.

The panic it can cause is beyond imagination. Once various forces know the existence of such a powerful weapon, they will definitely try their best to fight for it.

Take the present for example, the Jizhou soldiers want to massacre the village simply because they covet our food. But if the princes knew we had such a powerful weapon, they would definitely be afraid and respectful.

To eliminate the threat, they will certainly use whatever means necessary to eliminate us. By then, we will be facing more than just the current crisis. Therefore, we cannot use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Several servants who had signed death contracts and were loyal to Xiuying had determination in their eyes.

"Madam, our lives are yours. We will do whatever you command, without hesitation!"

"Yes, ma'am, you can rest assured! Even if it costs us our lives, we will definitely keep an eye on these things and won't let anything go wrong with them!"

Xiuying's eyes flashed with relief as she glanced at everyone. "Da Li, Daya, and everyone else, the situation is critical right now. This war, which may determine the survival of the village, depends entirely on you."

"Clang clang clang!"

At the entrance of the village, the sound of a gong suddenly rang out, with a heart-pounding urgency.

In the distance, a dense mass of Jizhou soldiers pressed in like a tide, their momentum seeming to engulf the entire village. On the village wall, men and women wore solemn expressions, their hands tightly gripping their bows and crossbows.

These farmers, who usually work hard in the fields, have never seen such a huge and terrifying scene.

Mrs. Li's face was pale, and her voice trembled slightly. "Why, why are there so many people here? It looks like they want to uproot us and beat us until there's not even a speck of dust left!"

The crossbow in Sun Dasao's hand trembled slightly, her eyes filled with worry. "Look, each of them is holding a shield. Can our crossbow really penetrate it?"

Ma Ergun's eyes widened as he shouted in horror, "Look! They've even brought catapults! It's clear they're going to raze our village to the ground!"

Butcher Li spat and said calmly, "What are you afraid of?! Our village's equipment is not ordinary. It was brought back by Xiuying from the outskirts of the Great Wall. They are said to be the most advanced gadgets. They are just intimidating because of their numbers. In terms of power, they are not as powerful as the weapons in our hands!"

Wang Fuping quickly agreed, "That's right! Don't encourage others and destroy your own prestige. Our stuff may not look as impressive as theirs, but it's actually much more powerful!"

Ma Caifeng glanced at her mother, her face full of doubt: "Do you believe what you said? Look carefully at what kind of equipment he is wearing!"

Outside the walls, Jizhou soldiers were clad in gleaming armor, their helmets tightly protecting their heads, gleaming with the unique sheen of metal. Spears pointed forward, their edges sharp, while broadswords rested at their sides, radiating a murderous aura.

In sharp contrast, the villagers of Futian Village were wearing only clothes made of coarse or fine cotton, and had no defense capabilities at all in the face of the impending war.

The village chief stood on the observation tower, gazing at the approaching soldiers, like wolves and tigers, and sighed silently. Futian Village had weathered more than a hundred years of hardship, but now, it seemed to be heading for destruction at its own hands.

Xiuying also stood on the observation deck, a solemn expression on her face. She took a deep breath, silently opened the system, and quickly typed the word "armor" into the search bar, but the screen mercilessly displayed "No item".

Xiuying's heart sank suddenly, and then she entered "helmet" again. This time, the system responded, and a motorcycle helmet appeared.

Xiuying felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. The system she had linked to was just an ordinary farming system. It had no powerful weapons or defensive equipment to resist attacks. It only had some seeds, crops, and daily necessities. These things were far from enough to withstand the overwhelming attack of the Jizhou soldiers.