Chapter 295
"Buddha Mother, the Zhang family's manor is cleverly designed and is stronger than the city defenses of some small cities. In addition, the Zhang family has also raised a large number of martial arts heroes as guest officials, and there are also many family servants. It is a bit difficult for us and the refugees who have difficulty standing behind us to take down the Zhang family's manor!"
Han Shantong said it very tactfully, but the White Lotus believers around him knew what he meant.
The Zhang family is a top family near Xiangyang. The White Lotus was just founded, and masters and believers are relatively scarce. With their current camp, they want to take down the Zhang family, which is tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg.
"What do you mean?" Wanwan frowned. She felt that the faith of the believers around her was not so firm!
"Buddha Mother, our top priority is to get enough food to stabilize the minds of the followers. The Zhang family is a tough nut to crack. With our strength, even if we risk our lives regardless of casualties, we probably can't take it down."
"However, how about we take a roundabout tactic and take down a few small gentry's manors first, and then plot against the Zhang family?" Han Shantong looked at Wanwan's charming figure, and his heart was burning.
However, he knew that the woman in front of him was the woman of the leader Li Hao, and she was also a famous saint of the Demon Sect. Any identity was not something he could care about.
So it was okay to take a sneak peek, but if you looked too much, you would have to worry about whether someone would notice it, and you would not even dare to swallow your saliva.
"No, the White Lotus Sect is just starting out. If we don't make a move, we'll have to make a splash. The Zhang family is a stepping stone for our White Lotus Sect to sweep across the world, not a roadblock."
"It's easy for us to take action against small forces, but once the news spreads, these big forces will get wind and unite to destroy us in the cradle."
"So, this time we either don't take action or we must win, and the opponent must be the Zhang family. The Zhang family is rich and powerful, with countless gold, silver, food, and weapons. If we take them down, the things inside will be the first batch of resources for us to expand our power." Wanwan said what she was thinking in one breath.
In fact, this was not her own idea, but the result of her discussion with Li Hao and Huang Rong. Huang Rong and Guo Jing have been guarding Xiangyang for many years, and they know best what the Zhang family is.
So when Wanwan proposed to take action against the Zhang family, Huang Rong not only did not object, but also agreed with both hands, and also analyzed the strength of the Zhang family to Wanwan.
Through analysis, we can conclude that although the strength of the Zhang family is not as good as that of the old top-tier families such as Gusu Murong and Tiandao Song family, it is definitely ranked very high among the first-class families. Using them as a warning is the best choice.
"Moreover, after we capture him, the refugees around Xiangyang will know that we are powerful and have food, and they will all come to rely on us." Wanwan said confidently.
"But, our strength..." Han Shantong said with a tangled face.
The few people in the Xiangyang branch of the Mingjiao are probably not enough for the Zhang family's guests to drink.
"Don't worry about these. Gather all the refugees outside the gate of Zhangjiabao. I will show them the magic and give them some confidence." Wanwan said confidently.
"Yes," Han Shantong bowed and saluted, then turned around and went to do things according to Wanwan's instructions. The Ming Cult has strict rules. If he dares to disobey Wanwan's order, the Ming Cult disciples behind him will probably hack him to death.
Li Hao fought against the six major sects with his own strength and saved the Ming Cult from danger, which was widely known in the Ming Cult.
Even under the deliberate deification of the top leaders, Li Hao has become an invincible god of war through word of mouth.
The lower-level disciples of the Ming Cult now regard Li Hao as their idol. If he disobeys the order of Li Hao's woman, it is definitely a suicidal act.
"Woo... Woo..." The horn sounded, and the whole Zhang family woke up from their slumber. Teams of servants wearing leather armor, holding spears and steel knives walked out of the barracks in an orderly manner, and then ran to the fortress wall outside the manor.
The defense of the Zhang family manor was built according to the city wall of a medium-sized city, with gates, arrow towers, and watchtowers.
When a large group of refugees gathered under the wall of the manor, the guards on the watchtower blew the horn in time to summon all the sleeping farmhands.
"What the hell, what happened? Blowing the horn in the middle of the night, can't we sleep?" The second son of the Zhang family ran up the wall in leather armor and cursed.
"Second son, there are a lot of refugees gathered outside." The head of the farmhands who was in charge of night duty hurriedly ran up and held the second son's arm.
"Pa" As soon as the head finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.
"You don't want to live anymore. You blew the horn for a few refugees who were about to starve to death. I'll beat you to death." The second sonThe young master was so angry that he caught the little leader and beat him up.
Damn it, he was just checking the bodies of the two girls he had just robbed during the day, but when the horn sounded, he was paralyzed.
If this happened twice, he would be ruined.
"Buddha Mother, the refugees have been summoned." Han Shantong looked at the densely packed refugees with ragged clothes and dull eyes with a tangled face, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.
Once upon a time, these refugees who were regarded as garbage and waste by the aristocratic families were actually going to step onto the stage of history.
If the leader's idea came true, no one would dare to despise these civilians who were regarded as crops and constantly harvested by the upper class.
"You, do you want to live?" Just when the refugees were wondering why their leader summoned them, a woman wearing a white lotus-shaped hat, a white veil on her face, and a white dress flew to the top of a big tree in front of them.
"Disciple Han Shantong pays homage to the Buddha Mother, and wishes her to have merits comparable to those of the Creator, and to have a long life as long as the heaven."
"I wish the Buddha Mother to have merits comparable to those of the Creator, and to have a long life as long as the heaven." As Han Shantong knelt down, the leaders who were high and mighty in the eyes of the refugees also knelt down one by one.
Then, the refugees who were summoned seemed to be affected by something, and they knelt down and worshipped one by one.
"What is that girl doing down there! Cult... woo woo..."
"Second Young Master, don't talk nonsense, that woman is at least a Grandmaster, if you anger her, she can take the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops." Before the second young master finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the guest who was protecting him.
"Defense, call everyone to the city wall for defense. All the guest officials come here, immediately, right away." As soon as the guest official finished speaking, the second young master's face turned pale in an instant.
In the middle of the night, countless refugees gathered outside his house, and the leader was still the legendary Grandmaster. The second young master is not a fool. On the contrary, he is quite capable, so he doesn’t even need to use his brain to know what will happen next.