Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

The collapse of the imperial army was like pouring a bucket of cold water into a boiling oil pan, instantly causing an uproar within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Liu family was furious and the county magistrate was panicked.

Three hundred elite soldiers in armor were completely wiped out by a bunch of peasants in an unknown mountain village? This was no longer a simple "riot by the people," but a naked rebellion!

When the news reached the provincial capital, the governor slammed the table and said:

"It's a rebellion! It's a complete rebellion! A mere bandit dares to slaughter the government troops! If we don't suppress them with thunder and lightning, where will the dignity of the imperial court be?"

He immediately issued an order to mobilize troops, ordering the county lieutenant Wang Biao to personally lead a thousand county soldiers.

Bring siege equipment and be sure to raze that "bandit's nest" and behead them to serve as a warning to others!

Wang Biao, as his name suggests, is strong and brave, but also stubborn and self-willed.

When he heard about the Mad Dog Battalion's defeat, instead of being alert, he scoffed, "That scarred man must have underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, falling into an ambush.

"A bunch of rabble, what's the point of talking about them? I will personally destroy them!"

Ten days later, smoke and dust covered the sun.

Wang Biao's thousand-man army appeared on the mountain road leading to the mountain village with heavy steps.

Swords and spears were like a forest, flags were waving, and simple ladders and battering rams were pushed to the front, looking very aggressive.

Wang Biao sat upright on his horse, looking at the seemingly peaceful village in the distant valley, with a cruel sneer on his lips.

"Order! Advance the vanguard, burn any house you come across, and kill anyone you meet! Leave no grass untouched!"

At the same time, the atmosphere in the mountain village was as heavy as iron.

At the entrance of the village, Chang Baishan was leaning on a captured ring-handled sword, his eyes like an eagle scanning the "village soldiers" lined up in front of him.

The number of people was already more than 300, and the captured armor, swords and guns were distributed. Although the equipment was still in disarray, everyone's eyes burned with a completely different fire from before - it was the confidence and ferocity that came from having been tempered in blood and fire and tasted the taste of victory.

"Did you see it?" Chang Baishan's voice was low, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. "The government troops are coming, a thousand men! Three times more than the Mad Dog Battalion! They're carrying ladders and battering rams, and they're going to grind our homes, our wives and children, and the little food we just planted into dust!"

The crowd was silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Are you scared?" Chang Baishan suddenly raised his voice.

After a brief silence, a voice roared out: "What are you afraid of! The Mad Dog Battalion has become dead dogs!" It was Dazhuang. He still had scars on his face from the last battle, and he was holding a steel knife tightly in his hand.

"Yeah! I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Fight them!"

"Want to burn our house? Ask the knife in my hand first!"

The crowd was outraged, and their roars echoed through the valley.

Chang Baishan raised his hand to suppress the noise and grinned, his white teeth standing out against his dark face.

"Okay! That's all we need to do! But brute force alone won't cut it. We have to use our brains! Remember the grid we learned in literacy class? Remember how to move beads on an abacus? Remember when Manager Liu taught you how to embroider on cloth?"

He turned abruptly and pointed at the mountains and dense forests behind the village:

"This time, we won't fight them head-on in the barnyard! Our battlefield is in these mountains! On the way they came! In the camp where they sleep!"

"Manager Liu!"

Chang Baishan shouted.

Liu Yueli came out in response, having changed into a neat outfit.

There were several steel needles stuck in his waist, and his eyes were as sharp as ever.

"General, the secret guards have discovered the location of the enemy camp and patrol routes. The able-bodied men we contacted from various villages, totaling over 500 men, have been ambushed at designated locations as planned and are awaiting orders!"

"it is good!"

Chang Baishan's eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Old Patriarch, have all the elderly, weak, women and children in the village retreated to the secret cave in the back mountain?"

Li Laohan leaned on his cane and nodded vigorously:

"Everyone's gone! We've moved in everything we can, including the food, the spinning wheels, and the new iron that Mr. Chu sent us! We've only left an empty shell for them!"

"That's good!"

Chang Baishan suddenly drew out his ring-handled sword, pointing the blade directly at the smoke and dust rolling down the mountain.

"Brothers! The government troops thought we were lambs to be slaughtered. Today, let us show them how we, peasants, can use our skills of literacy, accounting, and spinning, which they despise, to bury a thousand of their elite soldiers in these mountains!"

"Listen to my command! Divide the troops into four groups according to the grid! Dazhuang, you take one group and go guard the eastern pass. Nail them there like you're guarding the village gate! Erniu, you take the second group and go to the woods. Use the method taught by Manager Liu to set up tripwires and traps. Let them have a taste of what it's like to get through the woods!"

Each order was clearly issued and was no longer a simple charge slogan.

Instead, it includes specific tactics of terrain utilization, troop deployment, and coordinated cooperation.

The villagers understood because they had drawn it on stone slabs and deduced it on an abacus!

"The rest, follow me!"

Chang Baishan took his most elite team, including some secret guards, and disappeared like a ghost into the mountains and forests behind the village.

Wang Biao's army entered the village unhindered.

However, all they saw was a dead silent empty house and lingering embers.

"Where are the people? Have they all run away?"

Wang Biao frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.

He ordered a search and at the same time had his men set up camp, preparing to search the mountain the next day.

At night, bonfires were lit in the army camp.

The soldiers were exhausted from the continuous marching and the frustration of empty pursuits, and the sentries also relaxed.

Suddenly, several shrill screams were heard from the outskirts of the camp! Then, from the dense forests on the east and west sides, deafening shouts of killing and the sound of gongs and drums rang out!

Torches were swaying, and shadows of people were everywhere, as if thousands of troops were coming to attack!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" There was chaos in the camp.

Wang Biao was filled with shock and anger. He drew his sword and roared, "Don't panic! They're a decoy! Form a defensive formation!"

He judged that the main attack direction was on the east side and hurriedly mobilized the main force to meet the attack.

However, just as his troops were mobilized, a gap appeared in the formation.

In the center of the camp where food and supplies were stored, several beams of flame suddenly shot up into the sky!

Accompanied by loud explosions, this was what they did using the seized kerosene and gunpowder!

The flames instantly engulfed the food and nearby tents!

"No! I fell into a trap!"

Wang Biao's eyes were bloodshot.

The fire started in a strange way, it was definitely not caused by external harassment!

In the chaos, Chang Baishan led the elite team and emerged from the camp from the most unlikely direction like a ghost.

It emerged from a drainage ditch near the central military camp!

They were covered in mud and moved swiftly and silently.

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first!"

Chang Baishan roared and rushed down the mountain like a tiger, rushing straight to where Wang Biao's flag was!

Wang Biao's personal guards were caught off guard and several of them were hacked down in an instant.

The ring-handled sword in Chang Baishan's hand turned into a streak of light and went straight for Wang Biao!

Wang Biao hastily raised his knife to block, and there was a loud "clang" sound, which made his arm numb!

Only then did he realize in shock that the "peasant" leader in front of him had such superb martial arts skills!

On the periphery, the villagers led by Dazhuang and Erniu used the terrain and pre-set traps to entangle the government troops who tried to return for support.