Yan Mu opened the car curtain, and through the rain curtain, he saw someone lying on the road ahead.
There is no village in front and no shop in the back. There are woods on both sides. Especially under the rain, it is so groggy that the faint of heart may be frightened.
Feng Zheng handed over an umbrella. Yan Mu asked Liu Yunxiang to wait in the carriage, and asked Zijin to guard in front of the carriage. Then he got off the carriage and walked towards the man lying on the ground.
The rain was pouring down, but the man was motionless, probably dead.
As he got closer, he saw that he was an old man with gray hair and tattered clothes, looking like a beggar.
"Master, I will move the body to the roadside. When we go to the town, we will send someone to notify the local government to collect the body." Feng Zheng said.
Yan Mu's mind changed, but he still walked towards the person on the ground, and stopped only when he was one step away. But the next moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to grab Yan Mu's clothes.
Yan Mu was on guard and avoided it.
At this time, there was movement in the woods on both sides, and groups of black shadows rushed out. When they got closer, they saw people in ragged clothes like this old man. They were holding sticks in their hands and had thin bodies. They rushed up.
Yan Mu and Feng Zheng looked at each other, and they quickly retreated to the carriage. Together with Zijin, they protected Liu Yunxiang on the carriage and at the same time drew out their swords.
These people surrounded the carriage, about forty or fifty people. They stared at them, with fear and uneasiness in everyone's eyes, but they still moved forward step by step.
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"Who are you?" Yan Mu asked in a deep voice.
The leader was a younger man, about thirty years old, with a stubble on his face. He pretended to be fierce and said: "Of course he is a robber!"
"oh?"
"As long as you leave the carriage and all your belongings behind, we won't hurt you!"
Yan Mu narrowed his eyes. Almost no one saw him move, but the next moment, he was in front of the man, and the sword was pressed against his neck. These people were startled and stepped back.
The man was also shaking with fear, but he still shouted to the people behind him: "There are only four of them... Don't be afraid... Just rush forward... It doesn't matter if I die... Everyone has to live..."
Upon hearing this, those who had retreated began to move forward again.
"Are you hungry?" Liu Yunxiang opened the carriage curtain and took out a bag of dry food. "I don't have much dry food here. Whoever grabs it belongs to you."
With that said, Liu Yunxiang deliberately threw the dry food far away.
However, what surprised her was that these people did not swarm up to grab it, but sent a young man to pick up the bag. Although the boy was so hungry that he swallowed hard, he didn't take one to eat first.
"Brother Shui, we don't have much dry food." The young man shouted to the man who was held up by Yan Mu with a knife.
Hearing this, the man looked at Yan Mu and the others again, "This little dry food can't keep us away!"
At the man's signal, the others continued to move forward, and Feng Zheng and Zijin raised their swords to greet them.
"Try not to hurt them!" Liu Yunxiang hurriedly warned.
The two men stepped forward, not using swords but only using fists and kicks. In the blink of an eye, they had already kicked more than ten people to the ground.
Brother Shui's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect that they would encounter a hard fight.
"There are many of you, but it's easy to kill them all." Yan Mu said calmly.
When Brother Shui heard this, he quickly waved his hand to tell those people to move back.
"You run away first!"
"Brother Shui!"
"Leave me alone!"
Yan Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and put away the sword.
"Okay, I won't kill you. Tell me, who are you?"
Brother Shui was on guard against Yan Mu and pushed back a few steps. He felt it was safer and then said: "We were originally people from Ling'an City. After being driven out of the city by the Southern Jin people, we were forced to become refugees."
Yan Mu frowned, "Refugee?"
The Southern Jin Dynasty invaded Ling'an a year ago. If they were driven out at that time, the wave of refugees would have spread to the Yangtze River area. But along the way, they didn't see any refugees gathering.
"When were you driven out of the city?"
"The Southern Jin Dynasty invaded and occupied Ling'an, burned, killed, and looted. About half a month later, they began to drive us out of the city on a large scale."
"Why don't you go north?"
"We can't leave!"
"Why?"
Brother Shui was about to say something when the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and he immediately looked panicked.
"Everyone hide in the woods! Hurry!"
Following his words, these people quickly disappeared into the woods under the rain curtain like a tide, as if they had never appeared except for the footprints left on the ground.
Yan Mu looked around and saw a group of people coming this way.
His thoughts changed, he stood beside the carriage and became an inconspicuous boy again.
Liu Yunxiang glanced at him, and then let Zijin help her get out of the carriage.
These people put on their armor, dismounted a dozen steps away, and walked quickly towards this side.
"Have you encountered bandits?" the leader asked.
bandit?
Liu Yunxiang was silent and said: "A group of ragged people blocked the road, but they heard the sound of your horses' hooves and ran away in a hurry."
The leader looked around and said: "There are many bandits in this area, and they often steal money from passers-by. You should be careful and go to the town ahead to stay."
"May I ask who you are?"
"We are from Bian Nan Military Camp."
"That's it." Liu Yunxiang paused, "I want to see your general."
Hearing this, the leader looked at Liu Yunxiang again, "Who is this lady?"
"Princess."
That night, they still stayed in the town ahead, but the soldiers from the Bian Nan Military Camp protected them for safety.
In the guest room, Zijin put the food on the table.
Liu Yunxiang served a bowl of rice porridge to Yan Mu, "Let's eat first."
Hearing this, Yan Mu put down the map in his hand, "There are thirteen cities in Lingnan, but the terrain is complex. To get from one city to another, you sometimes have to climb over steep mountains, sometimes you have to wade through rivers, sometimes you have to pass through canyons, and even miasma forests. When encountering an emergency military situation, we may not be able to quickly unite as one."
"So there is Bian Nan Military Camp, which can mobilize the troops of the thirteen cities."
"But after Su Hui lost the battle, he broke camp and retreated a hundred miles to the Dongtian Canyon across the miasma forest. He had no intention of regaining Ling'an."
"We will know his attitude when we go to the Bian Nan Military Camp tomorrow."
After eating, the waiter came in to help clear away the dishes.
"We saw many inns closed down along the road. Why is that?" Liu Yunxiang asked the waiter.
"It's not the refugees who are causing trouble, overtly robbing or covertly stealing. Our town is garrisoned by Bian Nan Army, otherwise it would have been chaos."
"Why not let them into town?"
"These people are shouting and killing. They are very violent. How dare we let them in."
Liu Yunxiang wanted to ask again, but the waiter was afraid of causing trouble, so he quickly packed up the dishes and went out.
She thought for a moment, looked at Yan Mu and asked, "Did you notice anything wrong with the group of refugees you met this afternoon?"
Zijin said: "Those soldiers said they were bandits. They looked nothing like bandits. They were clearly ordinary people. Forced by hunger, they robbed passers-by."
"One more thing, why would they rather stay here and stay here instead of going north." Feng Zheng added.
Yan Mu lowered his eyes for a moment and said, "There are no women among these refugees.
