However, this was only the beginning.
Early the next morning, the scouts went up the mountain again.
"Canal Marshal, there are more people here. This time, there are more than forty people. Can I discuss something with you?”
"What is it?"
"You can wait at the foot of the mountain today. Otherwise, my legs won't be able to take it after going up the mountain again and again…"
Zhao Feng laughed.
"Alright, I'll wait at the foot of the mountain today.”
The matters on the mountain were left to Yang Feng to handle.
Zhao Feng found a stool and went down the mountain to pick them up.
On this day, there were even more people. There were more than 300 people.
? Most of them were veterans under Zhao Feng's command, and there were also a few dozen refugees.
They had all heard of Zhao Feng's name and wanted to follow him.
Zhao Feng didn't reject anyone, whether they were veterans or refugees, he accepted them all.
"Canal Marshal, although it's good to have more people, we can't just accept them all, especially the refugees. Aren't you afraid that the Wei family's secret agents will come to inquire about the situation of our White Wave Mountain?”
"Also, there aren't enough houses to build. There are more than 400 people in these two days. There's no place to build so many houses.”Yang Feng said worriedly.
"As for the houses, try your best. The veterans who came over these few days, take out our military tents and let them make do with it.”
"Also, you don't have to worry about the Wei family's secret agents. Let me tell you a secret. As long as I look into their eyes, I can tell if they are loyal or not, and if they are spies sent by the enemy.”
Yang Feng opened his mouth in surprise.
"Really? You can tell just by looking at your eyes? What kind of ability is this?"
"Let me tell you, when I was young, I had a master and learned from him. He was quite powerful and cultivated to great success. He could even know what others were thinking.”
Zhao Feng said with a straight face.
"F * ck, Canal Marshal, you have such a past? Then can you teach me?" Yang Feng asked eagerly.
"You? No, he could only teach his disciples. He could not teach others.”
"Then can I take you as my master?"
"Old Yang, you're a little shameless. You're older than me, and you still want to take me as your master?”
"Marshal, so what if you're old? I've always felt that I'm quite talented and can learn it easily.”
"You know how to do it once you learn it, but you're useless once you do it, right?”
……
In the past few days, there were still intermittent people who came to seek refuge, but there weren't that many of them.
Meanwhile, Xu Huang had also sent a message.
After Wei Bao vomited blood, he recuperated in Wei County for a few days to deal with the aftermath.
Then, he left with a group of bodyguards.
Looking at the direction, Wei Bao should have returned to Hedong County's administrative office, An Yi.
Back to An Yi?
Zhao Feng felt that Wei Bao wouldn't let this go and destroy so much of the Wei Family's foundation.
He had also caused the Wei family to lose so much face in Hedong County. If he could endure this, then Wei Bao would be comparable to Gou Jian.
He probably went back to An Yi to ask the Hedong Prefecture to mobilize the county soldiers.
The current prefect of Hedong was the famous Wang Yun.
Yes, he was the one who planned to kill Dong Zhuo.
Now, Wang Yun was the prefect of Hedong County.
Wang Yun was also from a noble family, and his family was considered decent. After the Yellow Turban Uprising was suppressed, Wang Yun was transferred to be the prefect.
To be honest, although Wang Yun had a great reputation, his ability as a prefect was not very good.
Under his rule, the people of Hedong County suffered greatly. There would be refugees almost every year.
However, Wang Yun did not care at all. He only cared about his own life in An Yi. He got along well with the aristocrats and wealthy families in the east of the river, but he ignored the people at the bottom.
Of course, Wang Yun was not an exception.
The officials from the bigger families looked down on the people at the bottom.
……
Zhao Feng knew that he didn't have much time left.
Wei Bao was Wang Yun's registrar, and the two of them were close. Perhaps he could really persuade Wang Yun to send the county soldiers to attack.
Zhao Feng called out to Yang Feng and brought a few brothers.
When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he had long considered the strategy to resist the enemy.
Cai Yan wanted to make Mount White Wave as hard as iron so that the enemy would not be able to attack it.
However, Zhao Feng felt that this was the worst option.
Thus, he brought his people to the only path to Mount White Wave, which was called White Valley.
Since it was called White Valley, it naturally meant that it was not a flat road. On both sides of this road were small hills, small slopes, forests, and so on.
This was the best ambush spot.
"Old Yang, this place is not bad, right? "Tell me, how many people can we hold on the two sides of this road if we prepare wood, rolling stones, and our triple crossbow?”
Yang Feng thought about it carefully.
"Chief, we have nearly six hundred veterans and two hundred new recruits, a total of eight hundred.”
"If we use 800 people to guard it, I estimate that within 3,000 people, we can hold it.”
"Yes, that's right. How many people do you think the county soldiers will bring if they come to attack?”
"There should be five to six thousand soldiers stationed in An Yi.”
"But not all of them will come. I estimate that we can mobilize 4,000 people at most.”
Zhao Feng nodded his head. Yang Feng had fought so many battles and it seemed like he didn't fight for nothing.
? But what Zhao Feng wanted was to defend?
If Zhao Feng wanted to kill them all, he would kill as many people as came.
Even the county soldiers were killed.
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