The night was dark and the wind was high, killing people!
Li Sheng looked at the pitch-black night outside the house and a sentence appeared in his mind.
He immediately stood up!
He could not wait any longer!
According to common sense, the best time to launch a sneak attack would naturally be in the second half of the night.
The second half of the night was when people slept the most, so it was extremely easy to sneak an attack.
But Li Sheng couldn't, because he was afraid that he would starve to death if he waited until the second half of the night.
There was no other reason. His body was terrifyingly weak, and he had been hungry for a long time.
If he didn't find something to eat, he would probably starve to death.
What if there was no food at home?
Then, he could go to the old master's house to eat and drink to his heart's content!
"Let's go!"
Li Sheng waved his hand and ordered.
The five system farmers beside him nodded heavily and opened the broken door. A cold wind blew in.
Facing the cold wind, they filed out and went straight to the house of the old man in the village.
The old master's house was located in the most conspicuous area on the west side of the fishing village.
The reason why it was so eye-catching was that this fishing village was filled with dilapidated thatched huts.
On the west side, there were a few large brick houses surrounded by courtyard walls.
These houses weren't built by the flag men.
It was built by the previous Han master.
However, after the Manchu Tartars came, they occupied it.
After occupying it, the banner men of the Tartars made some slight modifications. They raised the walls of the courtyard and built archer towers.
This greatly increased its defensive capabilities.
In Li Sheng's opinion, such defensive measures were useless.
However, in the eyes of the Han serfs, who could not even walk fast or lift their swords, they were almost invincible.
When he arrived at the courtyard wall, Li Sheng looked at the two-to-three-meter-tall courtyard wall and took a step back, waving his hand.
Immediately, the five System Farmers held their wooden spears and charged towards the courtyard wall.
In no time, he climbed over the courtyard wall.
A height of two to three meters could not stop them at all.
As for Li Sheng himself, he found a safe place and quietly watched.
His body was extremely weak and weak. It was difficult for him to even walk.
It was better not to drag down the system farmers under him.
He knew his limits.
Five strong system farmers barged into the courtyard. In Li Sheng's eyes, this meant that the outcome was set.
The Tartars and their lackeys could not stop his five system farmers!
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The old Tartar Da Er Ha was sitting on a chair in the bedroom, drinking warm wine in a somewhat restless manner.
However, for some reason, the warm wine that could warm his body could not warm him up.
After drinking half a jug of wine, his hands and feet were still cold.
He didn't think too much about it. He just felt that he was getting old.
After decades of fighting, he had injured his body.
His previously strong body had gradually become weak.
The old Tartar Da Er Ha was a veteran who had fought alongside Nurhachi. He had personally witnessed how the former Jianzhou Wei Jurchen had grown stronger step by step and finally became the Qing Dynasty that dominated the north.
And he, a warrior who only knew how to fish and hunt in the mountains, had become a landlord.
He lived the life of a Han landlord that he had never dreamed of when he was young.
He also witnessed with his own eyes how Da Ming, who used to be a giant, became a fat prey.
"There will definitely be a good harvest this year!”
He thought of this year's hunt.
The Qing Dynasty broke through the pass and went south, sweeping North Zhili of the Ming Dynasty. Furthermore, the scale was far greater than before.
With the Ming army's cowardly appearance, they could not stop the Qing army at all.
This meant that once the army returned, they would definitely be filled with goods.
This time, Dalha didn't go because he was old.
However, his eldest son had taken over his position as a Banner Guard.
In order for his eldest son to return with a full load, Dalha had equipped his eldest son with the iron armor and hard bow that he had treasured for decades.
In this era, armor was the ultimate weapon on the battlefield.
The armored infantrymen were the elites of the elites!
When the two armies fought, the armored side was simply an invincible existence.
With his eldest son's strong body and armor, he would definitely be able to obtain huge gains on the battlefield.
At that time, he would definitely be able to add some serfs to his manor.
If possible, there would even be craftsmen.
In that case, he could build a fishing boat and make use of the sea surface to catch a lot of fish.
At that time, his manor would definitely prosper!
When he thought of this, the old Tartar Da Er Ha couldn't help feeling pleased.
These days were simply too beautiful.
With food, crops, and fish, his manor would be famous in the Golden State Guard.
Whoever mentioned him, Dalha, would definitely give him a thumbs up and praise him.
He, Dalha, was a fierce tiger on the battlefield. Once he was off the battlefield, he was also an expert in managing the manor!
Just as he was happily thinking about it, Dalha's nose twitched, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.
There was a strange smell!
Not good!
It was the smell of blood!
After all, he was a veteran who had fought for decades. The old Tartar reacted quickly. He put down the wine pot and picked up the podao beside him with a vigilant expression.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the door was kicked open.
Five burly men entered in a single file.
Seeing these five men, the old Tartar's heart sank. He immediately thought that they were the elites of the Ming army on the other side of the straits.
This was because such a strong man could not be seen in ordinary places.
There was no other reason. Elites with sufficient profits were really too difficult to raise.
Even the landlord family did not have any surplus grain!
Even he, Dalha, could not afford to eat meat every day.
But soon, Dalha realized that something was wrong.
This was because these five burly men were holding wooden spears in their hands. They did not even have any iron weapons!
This did not match the elite of the Ming army at all!
The next moment, the old Tartar stared at the frail figure that was slowly walking in with an incredulous expression.
"It's you?"
The old tartar recognized the unremarkable little serf Lai Li Sheng Lai in his manor at a glance.
Being inconspicuous and being recognized at a glance were not contradictory.
After all, even the weakest cows and horses in the family could be recognized, right?
After all, it was his property.
In the eyes of the Tartars, the Han serfs were nothing more than working cattle and horses, their goods.
The old tartar vaguely remembered that the father of the young man in front of him seemed to be a veteran of the Dongjiang Army.
However, the Great Qing Dynasty had already regarded Da Ming as prey.
During Mao Wenlong's era, the Dongjiang Army, which had caused countless troubles to the Qing Dynasty and caused them a headache, had long become a thing of the past and vanished into thin air.
Not to mention the orphans of the Dongjiang Army, even the veterans of the Dongjiang Army were not few among the Qing serfs.
But what the old Tartar never expected was that the ones who came to his door were the ordinary serfs in his village who were so hungry that they couldn't even leave.
"Kill him!"
The old tartar was shocked and incredulous.
However, Li Sheng did not have the slightest intention to chat with him or reminisce about the past.
He immediately waved his hand.
The five System Farmers raised their wooden spears and stabbed forward.
The old Tartar's might had not fallen yet. He roared and killed repeatedly, but it was still useless. He was pierced by the five wooden spears.
If it was the Ming army, they might still be able to fight. After all, the old tartar's counterattack before death was quite scary.
However, to the system Farmer, the old Tartar's roars and threats, as well as his counterattack before death, were not enough to scare them.
The extremely calm five wooden spears pierced forward and easily pierced into the old tartar's body.
It could be said that the entire battle was extremely calm without any excitement.
Li Sheng led his five system farmers and easily killed a few men and seven or eight lackeys from the old Tartar Da Er Ha's family.
They would completely occupy the fishing village and control it.
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