The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension-Chapter 980 - 956: Decisive Victory

Before they could go to Yanmen Pass.

They encountered their first battle.

Since they had ten thousand troops, some nearby villages around the two main villages also came over to pledge allegiance, mainly due to the overwhelming impact of the high walls built by Li Family Village and Lin Family Village.

Moreover, everyone knew that Li Family Village and Lin Family Village had ten thousand troops, and training such a large force there was more than enough to protect the two villages.

The village heads of other villages naturally had thoughts in their minds; surviving in this world wasn't easy, and attaching oneself to the powerful was the only way to live.

The villagers were already living difficult lives; if they could have someone to protect them, at least they wouldn't have to worry about bandits or external invasions.

Thus, the surrounding dozen or so villages were now connected.

Many villages began working together with Li Tieniu and Lin Dawang, some opening up new fields, others developing various measures, some producing and selling snowflake salt, while others started brick kilns.

Their red bricks had now been sold all over Jiangnan through the trade routes they established.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaoxiao had just provided them with the cement recipe, which she brought back from the modern world.

With Jin Dachuan's help, she managed to acquire it; although the recipe was no secret in modern times.

But when it was first produced in this ancient world, it was plastered outside the city walls.

Two days later, when they saw the cement wall, they were stunned.

No one expected that this thing would be so solid.

Every household in the village started using cement, plastering walls in houses built with red bricks.

A house built like this was incredibly sturdy, especially with another layer of cement on the outside; even roofs could be made with cement slabs, which were much stronger compared to the previous thatched roofs.

One could imagine how people would scramble for this cement once the recipe was sold.

If these clay houses were all turned into cement houses, they'd have no leaks in rainy days, wouldn't collapse in windy days, and wouldn't fear a flood or landslides; unlike the previous houses that would fall apart at the slightest touch.

At Li Yu's suggestion, high walls were built outside each village, and they were all solid cement walls.

These formed fortresses for mutual support and defense.

Everyone communicated information, so when something happened to the village, they would ring the gong or light wolf smoke, and other villages would receive the news immediately.

And today, they received the news.

In the middle of the night.

There was smoke and fire flashing at Meng Family Village, which was closest to the foreign tribes.

Upon receiving the message, others immediately passed it to them, and Jiang Xiaoxiao heard it was an invasion by foreign tribes. Without further thought, they had to go.

Their people had undergone battle training, and this was an opportunity for them to practice.

Additionally, it was important to let people feel that when one person is in difficulty, everyone comes to help.

Only by forming a united front would the people's hearts become more united.

The working masses always need a savior.

Jiang Xiaoxiao never wanted to be a savior, but change and innovation were indeed needed in this world.

Jiang Xiaoxiao personally led the team, Li Tieniu brought a thousand troops, including the renowned Firearms Team, which was feared within the army; they had all experienced the power of those firearms.

Hamid led his men hooting and surrounded the village.

This winter had unexpectedly brought a once-in-a-century cold snap, following heavy snow, countless cattle and sheep froze on the grassland. For them, with neither livestock nor grain.

Surviving naturally became an issue.

However, for these Turkic people, having no food meant going to rob, as this was their norm; with nothing to eat or drink, they'd go rob around these villages near Yanmen Pass.

And those villagers were just like the cattle and sheep they raised.

Fight when they want to fight, kill when they want to kill.

This was just rounding up sheep from their family's pen.

But when they arrived near the familiar village, the scouts ahead reported that the village unexpectedly had a high wall.

Hamid didn't believe it at all and rode forward with his men to take a closer look.

Sure enough, a high wall stood before him, making him feel stuck with anger in his chest.

These two-legged sheep dare to do such a thing.

Did they really think a mere broken wall could block them?

Truly unaware of how formidable the Turkic people were.

So he led his men to charge.

Who would've thought the people inside wouldn't even respond to battle, a gong sounded on the high wall, and flames shot into the sky.

Their cavalry couldn't jump over the high wall at all; the wall wasn't just any ordinary dirt wall.

Incredibly hard, the knives and guns stabbed at it without leaving a pit.

They didn't have siege ladders, threatened with arrows, but the people inside wouldn't come out.

When they tried climbing up with ropes, people immediately poured hot oil down, along with stones.

Not quite logs and rocks, but almost.

In just a short time, several people died, and more than a dozen were injured.

Hamid was furious, but there was no solution.

"Let's go to the next village."

His tribe was waiting for food to get through the winter; he had vowed and sworn before leaving to give his people a winter of warmth and food, so how could he now return empty-handed?

"Report! King, a troop has surrounded us, twice our number; what should we do?"

Hamid was shocked; the Southerners were usually weak and easy to bully; when did they become numerous and dare to resist them?

"King, careful as falsehoods abound; what if there's a Southern army nearby? Should we retreat first and assess the situation?"

Hamid's subordinates suggested, knowing the Southerners were cunning, probably plotting some crafty tricks.

Hamid grandly waved his hand, full of confidence, saying.

"Fear not, even if it's the Southern army, so what? Since the Jiang Family Army General died, no Southern will dare fight us; merely a bluff, now follow me and meet them in battle, leaving none alive."

The others chimed in excitement; they came to Southern Land for winter supplies, now frustrated, each holding a grudge wanting to release.

Itching to fight the Southerners fiercely.

Hamid led his men, turning to face the enemy.

Who knew they wouldn't even have the chance for a frontal assault.

Suddenly hearing thunderous explosions, like a heavenly thunder among them.

Watching soldiers dying instantly, injured others.

The horses were terrified by the sound, losing control.

The scene went awry instantly.

Excitedly, Jiang Li Tieniu reported.

"Master Jiang, we killed three hundred enemies, captured two hundred, including a supposed Turkic Tatar king, likely a high-rank official."

Town encounters with Turkic people always resulted in heavy losses.

Every year villages were attacked by Turkic people, suffering countless casualties, yet now they were victorious.

No casualties at all.

It was all thanks to Mr. Jiang's skill.