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

"Hurry up and save him!" The surrounding villagers suddenly woke up, quickly regained their senses, and rushed to the injured. Everyone hurriedly moved the injured villagers carefully to the side.

Fortunately, Xiuying had prepared defensive equipment for everyone. Everyone wore a helmet on their head and a simple "armor" made from pot lids, which prevented the injuries from becoming more serious.

The village doctor, Aunt Wu, also rushed over. She squatted down, carefully took out some herbs from the medicine box, and checked the injuries of the injured villagers.

There were originally five carefully modified catapults neatly arranged on the open ground. One was hit by the enemy, and now there are only four left.

Xiuying ran to the remaining trebuchets as quickly as possible and gave clear and loud instructions: "Everyone, hurry up! Load the largest stones! We must race against time to destroy the enemy trebuchets. Only in this way can we minimize the casualties among our villagers!"

Everyone immediately sprang into action. In the blink of an eye, the four catapults were loaded with boulders. With Xiuying's command, "Fire!" Four huge stones flew like arrows, whirring and swiftly hurtling towards the enemy positions.

At this time, Liu Guozhong was sitting leisurely in a luxurious carriage outside the village, watching the battle with a condescending attitude, which he thought was a battle with a huge disparity in strength, and there was even a hint of disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

But in a flash, he saw several huge black shadows rushing towards him.

The first to sense the danger was the deputy general. His face suddenly changed and he shouted in fear: "Sir, run!"

The deputy general rushed forward, grabbed Liu Guozhong tightly, and pulled him off the carriage with force. The two of them rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

With a loud "whoosh", smoke and dust instantly rose into the sky.

The luxurious carriage pulled by six horses was instantly turned into countless fragments and splashed everywhere under the violent impact of the boulder.

The soldiers around the carriage didn't even have time to scream before they were ruthlessly crushed into meat patties by the falling boulders. The scene was horrific.

Liu Guozhong slumped to the ground, his eyes wide open as he stared at the sudden tragic scene before him. He was so frightened that he was like a wooden chicken, muttering incoherently: "This... this... is on the opposite side? How is it possible... How is it possible..."

The Nanyang City's legal advisor hurried forward, bowing slightly, and speaking with a fawning yet somewhat fearful expression, "My Lord, these unruly people are full of tricks. Besides those powerful weapons that can hurl huge rocks, they also have a strange liquid. From what I've seen, it's similar to salt water, only a little more slippery. Because of this, I, along with the Nanyang City soldiers, have been attacking for a long time, but haven't been able to break in."

Liu Guozhong glared at the Nanyang Prefecture's advisor fiercely and cursed, "What a useless piece of shit! You can't even take down a small, broken village. What use are you to me?"

After cursing, Liu Guozhong turned to look at the deputy general, his eyes revealing a fierce and resolute look. He coldly ordered: "I don't have so much free time now to waste time with these unruly people. Pass the order, attack the city immediately! Take this village for me at all costs!"

The deputy general waved the flag in his hand high and gave a signal. Seeing this order, the soldiers in the front acted quickly. Several of them worked together to pick up the thick battering ram, shouted in unison, and rushed towards the village gate.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Each collision was accompanied by a loud noise, shaking the ground slightly.

The villagers behind the wooden door were doing their best to resist the frantic attacks of the soldiers outside. They pushed their feet hard against the ground, leaned forward, and used their backs and shoulders to support the wooden door.

"Xiuying, what should we do?" a man shouted anxiously.

"Yes, if you keep banging on it, the door will be broken in!" Another villager echoed.

Xiuying stared at the gate that was about to be breached, holding the fireworks for sending signals tightly in her hand, and was hesitant inside.

At this critical moment, a loud shouting and fighting suddenly came from outside, as if another group of people had rushed into the battlefield. They engaged in a fierce battle with the soldiers who were knocking on the gate.

The village chief stood on the observation deck. With sharp eyes, he immediately recognized the leader as the villager Zhou Dazhu. He shouted excitedly, "It's Zhou Dazhu! Zhou Dazhu has brought people to rescue us!"

The old village chief was taken aback when he saw the clothes worn by Zhou Dazhu's gang. They looked so similar to the outfits of the bandits before him. But the situation was critical and he could not afford to think too much. The safety of the village was the most important thing.

Outside the village gate, Zhou Dazhu held a long knife, his eyes fierce. He and a group of bandits were guarding the village gate tightly. In a short while, the soldiers who tried to break in were slaughtered without a single soldier left.

The village chief was on the observation deck, his eyes full of gratitude as he looked at Zhou Dazhu, "Dazhu, I'll ask everyone to open the door for you. Come in quickly!"

Zhou Dazhu hurriedly called out to the village chief, "No, Village Chief! I'll just take the brothers to guard outside the village gate. The situation is unclear. If another enemy breaks through the gate, someone has to deal with it outside. You guys stay inside and take charge of the long-range attack, and we'll cooperate from inside and outside!"

At that moment, in the village, Little Bear was gathered with a group of young guards. Holding his long sword tightly in his hand, Little Bear was suddenly filled with surprise and joy upon hearing the news from the front.

A friend who was traveling with me said excitedly, "Little Bear, did you hear that? Your dad is back!"

Another friend followed suit, praising him: "Little Bear, your dad is so brave! He repelled those soldiers who broke into the door in no time!"

Little Bear lowered his head slightly, biting his lip tightly, his heart a turmoil of complex emotions. These days, he had reunited with his father countless times in his dreams, returning to the days of warmth and companionship with his father, mother, and his grandfather who loved him so much.

However, the cruel reality was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart - why did his father kill his grandfather?

He was completely confused and had no idea how to face the man who killed his grandfather, even though that man was his own father.

After a fierce clash, both sides suffered casualties. On the Futian Village side, only a few villagers were injured. Of the Jizhou soldiers, those responsible for the charge had suffered over half casualties, and the trebuchets they had brought with them had been completely destroyed by the Futian villagers.

Seeing this, Liu Guozhong was so angry that his face turned blue. He immediately issued an order: "We must not give these untouchables from Futian Village a chance to breathe! Anyone who kills a villager from Futian Village will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver!" As soon as the order came out, the Jizhou soldiers instantly went crazy, and rushed towards Futian Village with red eyes.