[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

Just when the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, ready to explode at any moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out from the camp: "Wait!"

The sound was like a thunderbolt, splitting the heavy air.

Immediately afterwards, Niu Dashan walked out with a unsteady step. He was wearing a heavy armor, the armor plates flashing coldly in the sun, and the long sword hanging at his waist swayed gently with his steps.

He raised his chin, a disdainful smile on his face, his eyes looking as if he was looking at a group of clowns who overestimated their own abilities.

"Humph, you ignorant fellows, how dare you run wild in my territory?"

Niu Dashan shouted loudly in his hoarse voice, the volume of which made people's ears buzz, and he exuded a sense of arrogance and domineeringness, as if his own land was a solid wall of iron that no one could break.

Song Yanzhi looked calm and took a light step forward. She was wearing a plain brocade robe with fluttering sleeves, but she did not look weak at all.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes as sharp as a hawk, piercing straight into Niu Dashan's eyes, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly: "General Niu, these goods are not private goods, they are all legitimate business supplies. I hope you can show some mercy and give me some convenience.

You are well-known in Qinghe County, so why would you make things difficult for us little people and ruin your reputation for no reason?"

Her voice was clear and pleasant, yet it carried an unquestionable firmness, spreading steadily in the air.

Niu Dashan seemed to have heard the most absurd joke in the world, and immediately burst into a harsh sneer.

"You say it's not true? You think you can fool me with just a few words? I think you are full of evil intentions, with ulterior motives and ill intentions. Stop talking nonsense to me!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms, his face full of impatience.

Han Heming was furious, his eyes blazing with anger, his eyes wide open, veins bulging on his neck, his hands clenched into fists, and he strode forward, roaring in a voice like a bell: "Niu Dashan, don't go too far! You must return this batch of goods today, otherwise, we will not let you go!"

His roar was filled with long-suppressed anger, as if he wanted to crush all the injustice and difficulties before him.

Niu Dashan snorted heavily and responded with contempt, "What? You want to fight? Don't you see whose territory this is? If you act like a savage here, how many of you will die? I can grind you into dust with just a flick of my finger!"

As he spoke, he patted the long sword at his waist with his hand, which was full of protest.

"Whose territory is this? Today it's your territory, but after today, it may not belong to anyone else."

Song Yanzhi said in a cold voice, with a fiery and determined flame burning in her eyes.

She knew clearly in her mind that she had been training the troops for many days just to start an uprising, break the shackles of this troubled world, and rescue the people from dire straits.

The Niu Dashan in front of him was a notorious military ruffian in Qinghe County. He was domineering and bullied the merchants and civilians passing by. Everyone complained about him behind his back.

Now there are wars everywhere and the uprising is surging. Niu Dashan does not think about protecting the country and the people, but colludes with the greedy county magistrate of Qinghe County, recruiting soldiers on a large scale, increasing various harsh taxes, and squeezing the local people to the point where nothing is left, making their lives miserable.

"Want to fight? Brothers, form your formation!

"Niu Dashan swung his arms violently and shouted at the top of his lungs, as if with just one order, thousands of soldiers and horses could crush his opponent in an instant.

However, what was strange was that among the men who should have filed out quickly and formed a battle array to fight the enemy, only a handful of them came out sparsely. Moreover, these men had unsteady steps, sallow faces, and each of them was holding their stomachs with a frown on their face.

Niu Dashan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong. His brows twisted into knots. He quickly lowered his voice, moved closer to the deputy general beside him, and said anxiously and angrily, "Go and see what's going on."

The deputy general didn't dare to delay and hurriedly saluted, then turned around and rushed into the camp like a gust of wind. Song Yanzhi and Han Heming looked at each other, their lips slightly raised, and their eyes were full of smiles that could not be hidden.

Song Yanzhi feigned surprise and sarcastically said, "General Niu, what's wrong with your men? Why haven't they come out for so long? Are they afraid of fighting? Or are your usually impressive troops just paper tigers, all show and no substance?"

Her words were like knives, precisely stabbing Niu Dashan's self-esteem.

Niu Dashan's face turned red instantly, like a ripe tomato, and his neck also turned red. He was angry and anxious, and cursed those soldiers who were dragging their feet in his heart.

These bastards are used to being idle on weekdays, and they are always sneaking around and playing tricks all day long. But when it comes to doing serious work, they actually drag their feet like this!

After dealing with these provocative people in front of him, he will see how he skins them and gives them a good beating.

After a while, the deputy general ran back in a panic, stumbled and almost fell.

He didn't bother to straighten his clothes, but went straight to Niu Dashan's ear and whispered in a trembling voice: "General, it's bad, the brothers are suddenly holding their stomachs and crying out in pain, as if they were possessed by evil spirits. They are all running to the toilet and have no strength to pick up their weapons!"

Niu Dashan's expression changed drastically. He turned his head abruptly and glared at Song Yanzhi and Han Heming fiercely. Fire was almost spitting out of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "You villains, you actually cheated! You used such despicable means!"

"General Niu, surrender! As a general, don't you understand the principle of deception in war?"

Han Heming said loudly, with a calm smile of a winner on his face.

It turned out that Han Heming and Song Yanzhi had carefully planned and devised this ingenious plan long before they arrived. They specially selected several skilled and agile fighters and assigned them to Han Hemin to lead them. Under the cover of night, they quietly infiltrated the laxly defended military camp at Niu Dashan.

Niu Dashan has been acting arrogantly in Qinghe County in recent years, firmly sitting on his throne as a "local emperor". He has neglected to discipline his soldiers, and military discipline is as loose as loose sand.

Han Heming and others sneaked into the camp without much trouble.

During lunch time, everyone seized the opportunity and poured a large amount of laxatives prepared in advance into the big pots used for cooking in the barracks.

Afterwards, they engaged in a heated argument with Niu Dashan, deliberately stalling for time and waiting for the drug to take full effect.

Song Yanzhi's calculation was accurate. At this moment, Niu Dashan's soldiers were tortured by stomachache and rushed to the toilet regardless of everything. The whole camp was in chaos. It was the perfect opportunity to arrest Niu Dashan.

"Brothers, come on, capture Niu Dashan for me." Han Heming gave an order, and the group of elite soldiers behind him shouted in unison, shaking the whole area, and pounced on Niu Dashan like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.