Warring States Survival Guide
Chapter 188 - 129: The Persimmon Seems Too Soft_2

Chapter 188: Chapter 129: The Persimmon Seems Too Soft_2

After all, the facial nerves are relatively rich, and getting an arrow in the face is not the same as getting one in the arms or legs. The former will mostly hurt enough to lose combat effectiveness on the spot, becoming a burden on the battlefield, and some might even panic and run around, becoming a source of chaos. The latter, however, is not a big deal; you can break off the arrow and keep fighting bravely.

Now the five-man team of Pan, Wan, Piao, and Stone Bodhisattva only exposed their arms and legs, with all vital areas well protected. As soon as they entered the village, they shouted at the nearest large thatched house, asking everyone inside to come out and gather at the village entrance. If there was no response, they would break in as ordered and help them "move" personally.

This family had only three people, a young couple and a child. Seeing them break in, the man’s face turned pale as he held a Bamboo Spear, shielding his wife and child behind him. The wife, also terribly frightened but trying to stay calm, pointed at a grain-filled urn, signaling that the food was there and could be taken directly, hoping there was no need to kill them.

"Well... we are not here to rob. The food... you can carry it yourselves, or leave it if you wish. They said that once you reach the new place, you’ll be provided with rations anyway, so you’ll not be starved," Taichiro, acting as the Deputy Small Banner, delivered the lines as required. However, he was also very nervous, even more so than when he went on looting as an Ashigaru before. He didn’t know why, feeling very guilty.

But moments later, he realized why he felt so guilty. He glanced at Wan Cilang and saw him staring intently at the wife among the young couple, feeling a kind of jealousy of "being a soldier for three years, even a sow looks like Diaochan" or "I’ve been beaten up every day and don’t have a wife, so why should you."

Taichiro instantly understood. No wonder he felt guilty; it turned out that previously no one cared about looting, but now looting would get you killed.

He didn’t hesitate and immediately turned his knife around, scolding Wan Cilang: "Idiot! In two years, you can have tens of kan, marry as many as you want, don’t go crazy and drag everyone down now! Think about rule eighty-seven!"

Raping women falls under the highest-tier crime in the "Eighty-Eight Slashes." If discovered afterward by the Military Police, every single one in this banner would have to accompany this lecherous Wan Cilang to the grave, so don’t blame him, the elder brother, for being ruthless. If Wan Cilang dared to unbuckle his belt, he would have to execute him on the spot and return with his head as war loss report.

Better than the whole team getting wiped out!

The half-sentence "Rule eighty-seven" instantly cleared Wan Cilang’s eyes. He hurriedly checked his surroundings and found that Piao Sanlang and Pan Silang’s gazes were also wrong. The knife tips had begun to point at him and his eyes became even clearer. He quickly took a few steps back to prove his innocence, hastily explaining: "I just saw she resembles my older sister-in-law... no, I mean, my older sister, yes, this sister-in-law looks like my older sister, so... I looked twice, with no other intentions."

Taichiro kicked him angrily and scolded: "You better not have any other intentions! If there’s a next time, we’ll castrate you in advance!"

"Understood! Understood!" Wan Cilang became completely honest, only looking at the man and didn’t dare glance at the woman again. Otherwise, he’d be reported to the Military Police, and given the beastly nature of the Military Police Chief, he was guaranteed at least a severe beating—Ah Man was truly an old beast with no humanity whatsoever. Anything that could slightly stick to an ordinance, even if just a little suspicious, she would surely peel a layer of skin off whoever fell into her hands.

On the other hand, Lord Nozawa had a very good temper. He even praised him last time, making him happy for several days. But it’s a pity that the lord didn’t care much about military discipline. Otherwise, serving in the army could be a lot easier.

With the "unstable factor" Wan Cilang eliminated, Taichiro turned back to the young couple and sighed: "You shouldn’t dawdle either. If we were going to kill or rob, we’d have already acted. If a fight breaks out, you’d just die in vain. Better hurry to the village entrance, or if the ’White Sticks’ show up... uh, if others show up, it won’t be good! We used to be much like you, able to speak reasonably. Those people are real killers!"

The young couple was stunned, having never seen such robbers before. Looking at the five bright Tachi swords in their hands, their strong physique, the brand-new Iron Armor, and the cold, ruthless Iron Full Masks, coupled with Taichiro’s words, they hesitated for a moment, finally becoming obedient and taking the initiative to pack the buckwheat beans and such.

They didn’t know what was going to happen or what the gathering was for, but they needed to be with their food, which was their lifeline.

The pots and pans did not stop them, and Stone Bodhisattva even stepped forward to help voluntarily. When all the small amount of food was bagged and slung over their shoulders, they drove the family of three out, letting them gather at the village entrance, repeatedly reminding them not to run impulsively, as it wouldn’t endanger them, and getting beaten to death by mistake really wouldn’t be worth it.

They saw off this family of three and were about to smash the door of the next house. At that moment, a mother and daughter, similarly driven out, fell because they were avoiding them, plus being physically drained from carrying food. Beans and taro spilled all over the ground.

Startled, the pots and pans turned to Stone Bodhisattva, who usually appears slow. He reacted quickly this time, rushing to help the fallen individuals and strenuously squatting to help pick up the scattered beans and taro. Taichiro hesitated for a moment before leading Pan, Wan, and Piao to help— they weren’t in a hurry, having received combat briefings before departure and vaguely understanding the mission’s purpose and execution time, knowing the main force had voluntarily gone out to engage, leaving them ample time to transport all the villagers back to the ship, as there was plenty of time.