Section 2, being full means not being hungry

Xiao Buyi nodded and walked with him towards the mountain

The written language of this era is quite complex, but he can recognize about seventy to eighty percent of it; however, writing it is extremely laborious.

At the foothill, there is a rather spacious flat area where several large houses have been constructed using bamboo, large timber, withered vines, and thatch. The wooden fences are interconnected, forming a gathering hall for the mountain stronghold

In fact, they are not inherently vicious, and it is quite rare for them to act so ruthlessly as they do today

Isn't it better to let these people die here?" Mo Feng complained involuntarily while collecting the bodies

Although the residence is quite humble, it evokes a sense of natural warmth and familiarity

Of course there is

The words of the young master are indisputable and an unchangeable fact. What they need to do now is to seek out their own spoils, after all, he is the young master.

Mo Feng blinked and couldn't help but walk over, "Young Master, how is it that your whistle is so effective? Just a call and the horse comes over. Could you teach me this trick?"

Her bright eyes, though tinged with a hint of confusion, are as deep as water. Her long neck is beautifully smooth and white. When she is troubled, her spring-like brows furrow slightly, resembling the beauty of Xi Zi holding her heart, and her startled expression is akin to that of a frightened jade rabbit, evoking a sense of tenderness and affection.

The stronghold was quite a distance from the ambush site, and after approximately half an hour of rapid travel, the distant mountains had come into close view

In the past, when encountering merchants, it was common for the Fat Huai to demonstrate by throwing stones, while Lianghe and Tushulu would encircle and block them. Xiao Buyi did not resort to total annihilation in his dealings; often, he would only seize a portion of the goods.

The crowd burst into laughter, while Pang Huai was left utterly confused, not understanding the situation. However, Xiao Buyi had already mounted his horse, instructing everyone to handle the aftermath. Mo Feng was in charge of collecting the bodies and dragging them to a valley to dispose of them. Pang Huai and two of his subordinates were responsible for bringing the catapult, and everyone worked in an orderly manner.

The mountains stand tall and majestic, with ranges stretching endlessly, their peaks overlapping and winding like a serpent towards the horizon

Xiao Buyi received the cheers of heroes, warmly greeting these people

The woman, dressed in a coarse linen skirt, cannot conceal her shoulders, which are as sharp as if chiseled, and her waist, which is as delicate as a willow.

Although Xiao Buyi possesses some qualities of an inventor, his own handwriting is far from distinguished, and it could even be described as resembling that of a dog. However, from his unrefined perspective, Xiao Dapeng's calligraphy is indeed quite good

The group, driven to the border by the emperor's oppression, resorted to robbery out of necessity, yet they harbored a profound hatred for the brutality of the Turkic soldiers. Everyone looked to Xiao Buyi as their leader, and this time, they decisively killed more than ten men, which was truly a rare moment of satisfaction

When Xiao Buyi declared that this was his woman, twenty of his subordinates had already dispersed like a tide

This method is indeed simple and clear, easily learned at a glance. Mo Feng smiled and said, "The young master is truly wise and powerful, exceptionally intelligent; I am ashamed to be inferior."

Unexpectedly, in addition to Xiao Dapeng, there were actually a few others in the Gathering Hall, all of whom looked at Xiao Buyi with smiles and nodded in acknowledgment

Mountains rise abruptly from the plains, piercing the sky like blades.

Their initial escape was out of helplessness, but later they felt fortunate, as the second expedition against Goryeo also ended in failure, and soon there was a third. They could not be deserters, so they could only go to the King of Hell to take on a task.

"I want this horse. Look at it, with its big belly and round waist, just like a fat locust tree. Riding on it must be very enjoyable." Mo Feng chuckled mischievously.

First, there is a large lake spanning several square miles, its surface a deep azure. When a gentle breeze blows, it ripples delicately.

"The young master is wise." Pang Huai's flattery this time made Mo Feng roll his eyes.

The people in the underworld are all from martial backgrounds, lacking the pretentiousness of the scholarly poor; they only know that the one who can fight is the true leader

Xiao Buyi has been here for several months. Apart from adapting to the unfamiliar environment, he has been interacting with the people of the stronghold. Previously, everyone showed him respect out of consideration for the stronghold leader, but now it is due to his decisive actions and fearless approach that he earns their respect.

According to the bandits, the leader Xiao Dapeng was originally a military general. He was known for his bravery and ferocity in battle. He participated in the first campaign against Goryeo, but during the second expedition, he could no longer resist the instigation and persuasion of his subordinates, and he fled with Xiao Buyi and several dozen loyal followers.

Although the crowd at www.hetushu.com consists of bandits, the number of stolen horses is not substantial. This is because horses are needed to operate the catapults. There are three stout locust trees on the mountain, and two or three people share a horse to come over. Suddenly, there are more than a dozen horses, which greatly uplifts their spirits

In the village, the smoke from cooking rose faintly, accompanied by the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking. When they saw about twenty people riding horses approaching, both the young and the old came out to greet them, cheering in unison

A large plaque hangs above a spacious house, inscribed with the two characters "Juyi". It is quite skillfully crafted, adhering to the rules without deviation.

The crowd rode into the mountainous area, where the terrain gradually became steep, following a narrow path deeper into the mountains. After passing through a treacherous canyon, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

This place is both impoverished and desolate, which is why the Turkic soldiers look down upon it. The court is solely focused on the rising smoke of conflict in the Central Plains, quelling disturbances everywhere, and has no time to attend to this region. Xiao Dapeng, along with his companions, occasionally ventures out to engage in some business, and after several years of management, he has also begun to cultivate some crops and raise livestock, living quite leisurely.

Everyone was laughing, and Xiao Buyi let out two howls. Not only the horses, but even the plump Huai rushed down from the mountainside. Without further ado, he snatched a horse, round-bellied and stout, and seeing everyone looking at him and laughing, he felt quite pleased with himself, saying, "How about that? I have good taste, don't I?"

Xiao Buyi looked at the excitement of his subordinates, shook his head, and whistled. The startled horses, upon hearing Xiao Buyi's whistle, surprisingly gathered towards this side.

A small river winds and flows, surrounded by mountains as depicted in a picture book. Near the upstream of the river stands a tall mountain, which, compared to the nearby mountain ranges, is not particularly grand or towering, yet it is the site of a village.

Xiao Buyi, with an unstoppable momentum, dealt with his opponents in a sweeping manner. It was only after this that Mo Feng, along with a dozen or so people, arrived breathless. Upon witnessing Xiao Buyi's imposing presence and his commanding demeanor, he spat a thick phlegm and cursed, "Are you even human?"

The location chosen by Xiao Dapeng is quite good, as both the officials and soldiers, as well as the Turks, are too preoccupied to pay attention. In fact, even if there were soldiers attacking, they could easily retreat into the deep mountains to evade.

"Call with your heart, whistle with your heart." Xiao Buyi said earnestly, "When you call these horses, it is as if you are summoning your friends, lovers, or family; they will naturally come close to you."

Xiao Buyi knew that it was written by his father. Although Xiao Dapeng had a rough appearance, he was well-versed in both literature and martial arts. According to Xue Burin's description, the calligraphy of the village chief was deeply influenced by the elegant and free style of Southern Dynasties calligraphy, while also incorporating the upright and vigorous characteristics of Northern calligraphy.

This horse is quite good, it is mine

The crowd journeyed westward and arrived here, selecting this ungoverned area, bordered to the west by the Yellow River, close to the Great Wall to the north, and situated to the southeast at the site of the important Sui fortress, Mayi

Mo Feng blinked his small eyes and asked with some difficulty, "Young Master, is there a simpler way?"

The crowd was also in admiration, and the flattery was incessant, as they hurried westward towards the mountain stronghold, accompanied by horses and sycophants

Dividing forces into two routes is also one of the strategies. Xiao Buyi led ten men down, not with the entire army, but to provoke the enemy's pride. Otherwise, if they had the advantage in numbers, it would have raised the alert of the Turkic soldiers too early. Fighting to the death might not necessarily be a good thing.

The person who has arrived is the second-in-command here, named Xue Burin, who is a brother in adversity with Xiao Dapeng. For every matter, big or small, Xiao Dapeng will consult with him.

The stout locust tree was still on its way down the mountain, running down in a hurry to take credit. It did not hear what Mo Feng said; otherwise, it would have likely turned back to the mountainside to use the slingshot to kill Mo Feng

After spending a few months together, he genuinely felt the care these people had for him. He bent down, picked up a child, and tossed them into the air, reaching out to catch them. The child let out exaggerated cries of delight, and laughter erupted from the crowd. Xiao Buyi smiled as he set the child down and nodded to the onlookers. Although this was a den of bandits, the sounds of joy and laughter made it seem no different from a paradise.

These individuals were not originally thieves, but were compelled to become thieves due to the emperor's three campaigns against Goryeo.

Xiao Buyi may not be human; in the eyes of the public, he is a deity. However, the woman is clearly a woman among women

Satisfied and not hungry

Xiao Buyi smiled and said: "Their deaths here are of no consequence, but it will only sever our means of survival. We must create an environment of peace and tranquility here, so that fat sheep will continuously come to our door."

What is it? The spirit of Mo Feng is invigorated.

"The commoner, the village chief is waiting for you." A man with large ears approached.