MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years-Chapter 367 It doesn’t matter too much, as long as it’s useful
Chapter 367 It doesn’t matter too much, as long as it’s useful
The officers guarding the border saw a group of people rushing towards them, thinking that these people wanted to break through the border, so they all turned their guns on a group of refugees.
“Go back! Go back!
If you don’t go back, I’m going to shoot arrows! "
One of the deputy generals guarding the city shouted at the top of his lungs. The court issued repeated orders not to allow the people to leave the customs. They naturally understood why.
But as a city guard, you have to abide by it, otherwise a bunch of people will lose their heads.
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Ziyu was silent for a while, then spoke quietly.
The days of having food and meat to eat were a woman’s dream since she was a child, but she never expected that it would come true in the lives of two strange young men.
“Not bad, there is a future!
Now there is a new task for you to do, like this! "
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Village Chief Lao Zhang cried hoarsely, and when he talked about his sadness, the villagers cried together.
“Stupid, if your livelihood is cut off, you might as well run out of the confinement with us.
Xiao Jin’s family circled in the air for several times, and then a sharp and rapid whistle sounded.
“Then we might as well take this opportunity to cooperate with Xiao Hongyuan to capture the Baiyun Kingdom and let him cede Zhongshan Mansion to us.
Each household is allocated fields and exempted from taxes, and there is still endless work to do. One liter of wheat and twenty copper coins a day are required.
After receiving the order, the woman pushed her way through the crowd and headed forward. She vaguely heard some words blown by the wind.
“Don’t fool me into understanding, there is no such a good place in the world.
Pi Erfu whispered in the old farmer's ear for a while, and his words were full of temptation.
Although Yakou Pass is located between two mountains, there is a large piece of flat land in front of the pass full of crops.
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We don’t want to die! "
“Sir, what are your orders?” Pi Er said with bright eyes.
Pi Er scolded the farmer who was sitting in the field crying, even though he couldn't bear to see the crops destroyed.
"What's the use of crying? If you don't go back to the village to find the village chief and report to the superiors, be careful of their bad diseases being transmitted to you."
As soon as Ziyu saw this boy, he knew he was here to ask for a reward, so he praised him generously.
In a moment, a group of people in rags scattered around.
The fields are full of cobs and wheat. The wheat in early June has begun to turn yellow, and the wind carries a ripe smell.
Although the four eagles attacked fiercely, they did not really hurt anyone, they just teased them from time to time.
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“If it were just the two of us, it would be easy to cross the pass.
"you sure?"
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He was reluctant to let the soldiers on the city wall die innocently. As long as they trained more, they would be a strong team.
The three forces all have insufficient populations, especially strong laborers. When the battlefield with the Northern Kingdom is actually launched, these are all effective forces.
"Okay! Let everyone rest where they are and look for food everywhere. Hey, I can only feel sorry for the local people, and their crops will suffer."
On days like this, although running around is hard, the woman feels extremely happy.
Four eagles were seen rushing towards the lieutenant general and the defenders on the city top, frightening the people on the city top to avoid them.
But in order to get out of the customs, there is nothing we can do. Who wants the soldiers guarding the customs to deny passage?
Anyway, the Master's orders are never wrong.
It just so happens that the crops in the field are about to mature, so I will go to the nearby towns for a few rounds to ensure that I will get twice the result with half the effort.
The only way now is to kill the people on the city wall or instigate rebellion! "
"It's not appropriate. It's better to wait a few days and let Emperor Antai issue his own order to let people go."
what do you think? "
Knowing that the two young masters were people with big plans, the escape from the Northern Kingdom was extremely smooth, and they had no worries about food and drink along the way.
Because of the huge disparity in power, a few field guards were no match for more than a thousand people. They had no choice but to hold their heads and beg in pain.
A group of people were eating away at the wheat fields like locusts passing through, and the farmers who were guarding the wheat fields tried to drive them away, but it was of no use.
“Sir, please let us live!
Ziyu had a wicked smile on her face and refused to open the city gate to let them leave, so her hands would be blackened.
Let the villagers wander around and make fake things come true to create panic. "Li Bai made a plan in his heart.
“You are a bunch of damned refugees. We are also poor and live on sharecropping. This is going to cut off our family’s livelihood!” The old farmer knelt on the ground and sobbed.
Wheat grains with a little humidity, full of wheat flavor and a slight aftertaste of sweetness.
Ziyu thought very simply. As long as he captured Emperor Antai and asked him to issue a Zen edict, things would fall into place.
The pedestrians who were chasing after him were sympathetic but did not dare to get close, so they all ran back.
Zi Yu and Li Bai, who were following, looked at each other and had a new understanding of Pi Er's cleverness.
We went through all kinds of hardships to escape from the north. Unexpectedly, we contracted a serious disease on the way and had no money for treatment.
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Everyone knows that the gatekeepers will not easily open the door to let them leave.
The old village chief really has a vision!
The arrows shot missed every time, without even touching a feather.
“Yes, sir!”
“Master, we are refugees who escaped from the north. We contracted a bad disease on the way and Qungu Prefecture will not accept us.
The ripe taste attracts those who are ordered to rush into the wheat field, pick up a handful of wheat ears, rub them and stuff them into their mouths.
A large piece of flat land is rare in Baiyun Country, which is surrounded by mountains. This land has long been targeted by powerful families and has been leased to the local people.
“Sister-in-law, go ahead and ask Pi Er to come over.” Ziyu said to a woman next to her.
We have heard in the north that there is a magical place in the south.
The old farmer, whose face was covered with runny nose and tears from crying, immediately stopped crying and exclaimed.
A group of people at the top of the city watched a good show for free, but got no response.
Ziyu looked at the steep mountain and whispered to Li Bai.
“Yes, force the Zen position!”
Those who have tasted the taste are out of control.
Ziyu explained for a while, and the three people who got the idea nodded repeatedly and quickly blended into the crowd.
“Sir, did you say something wrong just now?”
Who doesn’t want to have a fight between river clams and the fisherman will benefit!
“It’s not easy, no matter which way, their families will be implicated.
Pi Er looked at the high city wall, and an idea came to him and he begged for mercy at the top of his voice.
Otherwise, how could we come here from the north with so much hardship? "
These people running back did not even dare to pick up things dropped on the road, for fear that they would get sick and bring bad luck to their families.
Li Bai and Ziyu analyzed the current situation in a low voice. The two brothers absolutely did not want to let the other side get better when they were fighting.
After lighting a stick of incense, Pi Er brought Hei Zi and Liang Zi over.
Wearing a pair of half-worn shorts, the two of them could hardly be noticed among a group of refugees.
Let us go to the border and find a way to survive on our own, and ask the official to give us a way to survive! "
Life is not easy to live by. If you contract any serious disease again, you really don’t have to live anymore.
How can an official allocate land to the people and exempt them from taxes?
How could such a good thing happen to poor people like us? "
(End of this chapter)
