During the day, the corpses were cleaned up and the comrades were buried. When night fell, the whole village became quiet.

Except for the leader who was still keeping watch at several mountain gates, everyone else had found a place to rest. After fighting for several days, even the people who were struggling were almost at their limit.

There was a lot of snoring in the whole village, but there was less silence and more peace.

In the back village, Qiu Buping had not yet rested.

Lang Mutou and other surviving senior leaders were called to Qiu Buping's house, and the boss told them a very bad news.

"The 20,000 elite cavalry in the Northern Dynasties have passed Weifang and are coming to us."

Qiu Buping sat on the chair and said to everyone standing in front of him:

"At least two days, they will arrive in Yishui, Yinan for a generation."

This news made all the leaders silent.

This is certainly bad news.

The Northern Dynasties found the right opportunity and took advantage of the gap after the war between the Southern Dynasties and the Shifeizhai, and came in the night. Naturally, it would not be that the Shifeizhai would help the Shifeizhai attack the Southern Dynasties army.

They came for the right and wrong villages.

Once the right and wrong villages were drawn, the southwest generation of Qi and Lu would all fall into the hands of the Northern Dynasties. At that time, the land of Qi and Lu could be divided into two halves from Binzhou, Weifang and Linyi.

The Northern Dynasties occupied only the area north of the Yellow River.

If they were defeated by this battle, all areas ruled by the Southern Dynasties, including Jinan Prefecture, would be returned to the Northern Dynasties.

At least in the Qi and Lu land, the Northern Dynasties had an absolute advantage.

At that time, whether it is to continue moving forward, attacking Jianghuai, or joining forces with other armies, there will be no obstacles to entering the Central Plains.

Of course, the overall situation between the Southern and Northern Dynasties was not the concern of non-zhai people.

But at present, the Northern Dynasty is coming in a fierce manner. There is a statement whether to fight a war or avoid its attack for the time being.

"I know my brothers are very tired."

Qiu Buping closed his eyes and said:

"But, brothers have to make an idea about this."

In the past, Wu Shifeng did this kind of designated strategy, but now everyone can only decide.

"The boss, I don't understand these big guys, so you can make the decision."

A leader with arms hanging said harshly:

"How do you say you should hit me, and I will hit me like that. I will never be too soft at this time."

Others agree repeatedly.

Lang Mutou also felt that this kind of thing should be decided by Qiu Buping.

The boss did not answer immediately.

He thought for more than ten days, then opened his eyes and said to others:

"It must be a fight, but it's not for winning.

I wanted to send my women and children in the village, as well as my brothers who were seriously injured and unable to go to battle, and send them to a safe area to recuperate. However, no matter the Southern and Northern Dynasties, I would not allow me to be so leisurely.

I want to set up defense lines in Yishui for generations and block the elite cavalry of the Northern Dynasty.”

Qiu Buping said softly:

"I will wait for these people who can still fight to protect the opportunity for life and death for those retreating brothers. But I will not force any brother to go with me."

The voice of the boss became low, he said:

"This is a matter of dying. The death and injury in our village are already severe enough. If you can survive, then you can live."

"Boss! What are you saying?"

Lang Mutou was shocked and said hurriedly:

"Brothers are willing to follow the leader to meet the enemy! If there is someone who is greedy for life and fear of death, everyone will not forgive him!"

The leaders had just experienced a death battle, and this was the time when they were in a bad mood, and they became noisy with Lang Mutou.

For a moment, the house was full of words for war.

"Bang"

Qiu Buping slapped his hands on the table, and everyone calmed down.

The boss stood up and said:

"You don't have to wait, listen to me.

I should have made up my mind long ago, but I was indecisive, which caused the tragic incident of being a tyrant in the country. This prevented the Northern Dynasties soldiers from fighting, which was the last battle in my country!

After this battle, there was no name of right and wrong in this world.

You don’t have to say much, I have made up my mind. I will make a declaration in the village tomorrow morning!"

Qiu Buping waved his hand and said:

"Those who wish to follow me must be people who have no father or mother, no wife or children, no concerns.

The rest of the people went to protect the injured brothers, the women and children in the village, and prepared to go down the mountain to move. Wood, you will command them, as for where to go.

Let me think about it all night and I will tell you to wait tomorrow morning."

"It's late at night, brothers, let's go and rest."

"Boss! This..."

Lang Mutou wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qiu Buping with his eyes. He said in a cold tone:

"What? Mutou, you don't listen to me anymore? Do you all want to imitate my third brother and plan to make a decision for me?"

As soon as these words were said, the other leaders who wanted to persuade them closed their mouths.

Everyone had already made up their minds when they saw Qiu Buping.

He knew that persuasion was useless, so he retreated.

After a stick of incense, Qiu Buping walked out of the house, carrying his hands in the yard in front of him, looking at the bright moon above his head.

He seemed to have returned to that kind of literary state, without a trace of the majesty that the boss should have.

"Master, but can't sleep at night?"

Qiu Buping suddenly asked.

At the gate of the yard, Lang Monk's figure flashed quietly. This place was at least twenty feet away from Qiu Buping, but Lang Monk's aura was still not as full of Qiu Buping's perception.

But the Langshu did not want to hide on purpose. After Qiu Buping called out the whereabouts, he walked out openly.

He walked to Qiu Buping, pronounced the Buddha's name, and whispered:

"What Master Qiu said shouldn't be said. At this time, it is the matter that you are a non-city person. If you say that, those who have no idea will have more ideas.

I am afraid that this is a village tomorrow and will fall apart."

"hehe."

Qiu Buping chuckled and said:

"Since the master knows the affairs of my second and third brothers, he should also know that I, Qiu, had planned to disband the right and wrong village five years ago.

But this incident took five years to delay and caused such a big mess.

The young man Shen Qiu said it well at the festival today. This is all my fault, Qiu! This mistake should not be allowed to continue.

It will disperse when it disperses.

In the world, where is there a banquet that never ends?”

The boss looked at the moonlight above his head and said:

"As for the interception, I am the only one who should go, I still have to go."

The monk said the Buddha's name again.

He was silent for a moment, turned the Buddhist beads for a few times, and said to Qiu Buping:

"Since the donor Qiu has made up his mind, I have something to say to the donor.

I guess Donor Qiu is thinking about where to find a place for the right and wrong people?”

Qiu Buping nodded, and he looked at the Lang Monk, who took out a prayer letter from his sleeve and handed it to the boss.

The latter took it in his hand, opened it and looked at it, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He said to the Lang Monk:

"Qiu has also heard of the names of Mr. Lei and the Heluo Gang in Qilu, but my family has no friendship.

This rash gift made Qiu uneasy.”

The monk Lang showed a gentle smile, he folded his hands together, leaned over to Qiu Buping, and he said:

"This is a good thing for the Heluo Gang. Such an elite force, the strong soldiers in the world. If I could be taken in by the Heluo Gang, my sworn brother would probably be very happy.

Don’t worry about the donor of the hatred. I can make a vow to the name of Buddha. From now on, I will definitely treat the brothers of the donor of the hatred as if I were to the Heluo Gang brothers.

If there is any oppression, I will let the monk die without a place to bury him!"
To be continued...