I Heard…Mountain Thieves Have Meat to Eat!
Night fell.
After a day of cultivation.
After eating their fill and drinking a bowl of inferior wine, the three bandits who had no other relatives found a random wooden house to rest in. The other four bandits who still had family members went down the mountain and returned to the basin.
The farmers were already resting.
After separating from the other two mountain bandits, Wang Xiao Er's footsteps lightened as he walked to a shack and entered it.
As soon as he entered the shack, he took out a stone bowl from his pocket and hurriedly handed it to an old man in the shack."Father! Hurry up and drink! This is meat soup!"
A crude stone bowl.
Inside was half a bowl of meat soup that emitted a rich fragrance. There were also some cooked minced meat floating in the meat soup.
After taking the stone bowl, the old man smelled the fragrance of meat that he had not smelled for many years. He did not rush to drink it, but asked,"Waiter…I heard that you guys drink wine every day and eat meat every meal. Is that true?”
"Of course it's true!"
Wang Xiao Er was excited and said in high spirits,""Dad, you don't know! We've been sick of eating meat these past few days! If it wasn't for the Fort Master's order not to bring food back privately, I would have stolen some wine and meat to show my respect to you!”
"Steal?"
"Then you…"
The old man trembled in panic, as if the meat soup in the stone bowl was no longer fragrant.
"Hey!"
"Dad, don't panic!"
Wang Xiao Er wiped his mouth and said calmly,""Brother Ergou said that the Fort Master didn't allow us to secretly bring food back because he was afraid that we would share the food with everyone and not be able to eat our fill, affecting the progress of the training.”
"It's good now. Our bodies have almost recovered.”
"In addition, Brother Ergou has become a small leader today…The bandit chief is happy, so Brother Ergou took the opportunity to test the waters. As long as it doesn't affect your body or your training, you can bring back the rest of the food after you're full!”
"Dad, you'll have meat to eat every day in the future!”
"Really?"
Hearing Wang Xiao Er's words and looking at the stone bowl in front of him, the old man couldn't believe it.
How many years had it been?
It seemed that…ever since he was captured and brought to this mountain stronghold, he had never smelled the fragrance of meat.
"Of course it's true!"
Wang Xiao Er's interest was piqued. He sat down cross-legged and pulled his father,""How can the words of a hero like the Fort Master not be true? Dad, let me tell you…"
With high spirits, Wang Xiao Er started to talk about his experiences these days.
From the anger when they were whipped for not working hard in training to the shock when the Fort Master threw a wild wolf's corpse in front of them and made them cook it to eat it;
From the prejudice and disapproval towards the Fort Master to the guilt after Brother Ergou enlightened him and made him realize why the Fort Master trained him so cruelly.
From the moment he had secretly hidden meat and was reprimanded by the Fort Master, to the moment when Brother Ergou had successfully changed his class and received the Fort Master's approval, allowing everyone to bring back the meat that they could not eat.
A little.
Drip by drip.
As he was explaining, Wang Xiao Er couldn't help but share the knowledge and ideas that Chen Ergou had imparted to him.
Slowly.
The night deepened.
Wang Xiao Er, who was immersed in his memories, didn't notice that many figures had appeared outside his shack.
These figures were either standing or squatting. Everyone had their ears stretched out, quietly listening to the words coming from the shack.
Wang Xiao Er was very stupid.
He had never been to school.
Even when he was talking about his own experiences, he was speaking in a disorderly manner.
Often, he would repeat the details after he had finished explaining them.
However…
No one interrupted him.
Wang Xiao Er patiently explained, so they patiently listened.
It was as if they had also joined Black Wind Mountain in the process of listening. Day after day, they had to endure the whips and insults of the Fort Master.
At the same time.
While drinking and eating, he quickly improved his strength!
In fact…
Even the words that Chen Ergou, who was trying to change himself, said made sense to them!
The Fort Master was a good person.
This became the consensus of the listeners.
Unknowingly, Wang Xiao Er-and the other three mountain bandits who had returned-had unknowingly played the role of Chen Ergou among these farmers, spreading what they heard, saw and thought in the basin.
As a result,
When Wang Xiao Er fell asleep, these figures were still unwilling to leave.
They looked at the top of the mountain, their eyes sparkling with hope and longing.
……
……
On the tenth day.
When Wang Luo woke up early, washed up, and came to the training field, he saw 50 figures who had recovered their health and were training hard.
Yes, fifty.
Wang Luo didn't know exactly what had happened.
He only knew that when the seventh day arrived, a large group of young men walked out of the basin and appeared in front of him. They wanted to join Black Wind Mountain and become mountain bandits.
Wang Luo naturally wouldn't reject a lackey who came to his doorstep.
After careful selection, including the seven bandits from the beginning, a total of 50 young and strong bandits were selected. They successfully joined Black Wind Mountain and became his bandit underlings.
Fifty bandits was a suitable number.
Any less and it would be difficult to defend the mountain stronghold that occupied a large area.
Even more, just the 500 plus farmers in the territory might not be able to support it.
After that, it was time for training.
What Wang Luo didn't expect was that from the seventh day after he became the bandit chief, whether it was the bandits who joined before or the bandits who joined later, the degree of hard training had reached the level of risking their lives!
He didn't need Wang Luo's encouragement or his curses.
Once the time for training arrived, these fifty bandits would gather on the training field and start training with all their might.
She was tired, so she took a short rest.
As long as he recovered a little strength, he would continue to pick up his saber, either facing the dummy or practicing in pairs until he was exhausted again.
This level of desperation made Wang Luo wonder if his new underlings would die of exhaustion in this kind of unconventional training!
Fortunately, this was a game.
Fortunately, he could gain experience points just by training.
Even if they were so tired that they vomited blood or their muscles were damaged, as long as they reached the next level, the hidden injuries on their bodies would slowly recover as their attributes increased.
Of course.
The bandits did not forget the use of the Punishment Whip.
Every bandit who had been whipped knew that no matter how tired they were, as long as they were whipped, a part of their body would recover with the anger that rose in their hearts.
He had the stamina and motivation to re-invest in training and improve faster.
Under such circumstances, the punishment whip was no longer a punishment.
Every bandit longed for the next whip. Every bandit hoped to use the anger brought about by this whip to once again throw themselves into training and increase their strength faster!
They were competing.
Not only were they competing with each other, but they were also competing with the young men who were not selected!
Once they fell behind or slacked off…there were countless pairs of eyes waiting to replace them at the foot of the mountain and in the basin!
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