There are two small, dilapidated villages on the banks of the Mi River ten miles northwest of Ningshan. The villages are deserted and in ruins. The grass is covered with grass and dense forests. A group of more than a hundred heavy armored cavalry is hidden in them. Needless to say, they are palace camps.
Li Tiezhu stood by the forest and looked at the group of people heading north along the river: "I really want to follow them."
"Everyone performs his duties. Let's just do our job well. Why do we think so much and have nothing to do?" Hu Ling held a piece of grass in his mouth and looked at the group of people in the distance: "Fan Jiaqian is becoming more and more eloquent. He actually persuaded the young governor to take him with him."
Moreover, Li Tiezhu rolled his eyes: "He is just a backup. The young governor will not let him follow him after at most twenty miles. So many people swaggering past, doesn't it mean to tell the bandit army that I am coming?"
Hu Ling smiled and stopped talking.
It was only about forty miles from Ning, Jinshun to Zhaozhou. Chang Yu chose to go up the Mihe River and led 300 people from the Gongzi camp to ten miles away, leaving a group of people hiding in abandoned villages, and then to twenty miles away. As Li Tiezhu said, he left more than a hundred people led by Fan Jiaqian on a deserted beach with only a dozen personal guards, dismounted and walked, because the front was only more than ten miles away from Zhaozhou, and although it was a wasteland and a wild river, several groups of refugees gathered there There are more than a thousand people here who choose to live by the water.
The Xiaohe River is a large river about 34 meters wide. Due to two years of drought and no rain, the water in the river is only a small stream. There is a village and town on the riverside where more than a thousand refugees gather.
Chang Yu and his group of more than ten people, all dressed in coarse clothes and with mud on their faces, frowned as they looked around the river. Countless refugees were huddled in a corner, begging, or staring blankly on everyone's face. They all showed the same expression, numb and empty!
A group of children were catching bugs in the riverbed. They caught a grasshopper and screamed excitedly. The other children cheered behind. This thing is delicious when roasted.
The water in the stream was extremely turbid, and many people were trying to catch some fish and shrimps with bare feet in it. However, the river had been filtered countless times from more than ten miles upstream and not even a single water bug could be seen.
Chang Yu frowned and quietly followed the refugees into the village. Under the broken eaves and broken walls, refugees were huddled everywhere, with numb and dull expressions and even too lazy to move their eyes.
"It stinks so damn much," Wuzhong pinched his nose and couldn't help muttering. The refugees defecated everywhere, and the smell was so bad that they couldn't even stand. Chang Yu couldn't bear it and left quickly, continuing northward along the Mihe River.
There is a big bridge a few miles ahead, and a small town can be seen in the distance due north of the bridge.
"That should be Zhaozhou City," Chen Wangting whispered in Chang Yu's ear, but Chang Yu kept looking at the single-hole stone arch bridge. If the prediction is correct, it should be the legendary Zhaozhou Bridge!
Yeah, I learned about it in primary school textbooks. Chang Yu felt hot and suddenly thought of his past life. He was a little excited. He grabbed a refugee next to him and asked: "Is that the Zhaozhou Bridge?"
The refugee snorted: "There are many bridges in Zhaozhou, but this is the big stone bridge!"
That's right, Zhaozhou Bridge is called Dashiqiao among the local people. Chang Yu was so happy that he ran towards the bridge, and his attendants quickly chased after him.
Unexpectedly, when he was still a few hundred meters away from the Zhaozhou Bridge, Chang Yu, who was walking quickly, was kicked by someone and rolled to the river. This made him angry. When he got up, he saw a group of refugees.
"You blind bitch, are you eager to seek death? Are you waiting in line, do you know!" A big man cursed fiercely.
How could Chang Yu be kicked over with such skill? Because there were refugees on both sides of the river, they were crowded and crowded. He was in a hurry to get on the bridge and was unprepared. He knew there was a sudden kick from the crowd.
The man who was about to get angry was a little confused when he heard this. He stopped Chen Wangting and others with his eyes, and asked the evil man: "What's the queue?"
"Damn it, you are pretending to be crazy and acting like a fool. King Chuang recruits troops and goes to the east to kill dogs and feed the officers and soldiers. You have to queue up to sign up. Do you understand the rules?" The evil man cursed fiercely and pointed to the side with his hand. , Chang Yu noticed that there was indeed a dark crowd queuing not far away.
It turned out that they were recruiting cannon fodder. Chang Yu knew it and smiled at the evil man: "I thought they were giving out food. Since they are killing officers and soldiers, I won't go. You will lose your head in the war... I heard that ten people are coming from the east. There are tens of thousands of officers and soldiers. If King Chuang’s rebel army doesn’t kill them, why do they let us go to die? It’s nice to say that we only need to eat and have enough to eat, but that’s a deprivation meal, and I won’t eat it!”
"Fart, you, don't be fooling the public with your lies, where did you come from..." The evil man saw that Chang Yu's words caused the surrounding refugees to look frightened, and some even slipped out of the team quietly, so he shouted sharply. .
"I'm not deceiving the public with my lies. I just escaped from Ningjin. Yesterday, more than 100,000 officers and soldiers came to kill them. They were so scary. If you don't believe me, just ask. There were many people who escaped from there yesterday. …”
"Shut up!" the evil man shouted angrily, raised his leg and kicked Chang Yu.
Chang Yu flashed sideways: "If you don't believe me, why are you beating people up? Who are you, a rebel?" Although he asked, his eyes looked at the follower next to him, who looked exactly like a refugee. In fact, he was a scout under Huang Degong.
"They are tube heads. Because there are too many refugees, the bandit army looks for some local ruffians among these refugees, called tube heads." The scout whispered. The tube heads are responsible for managing these refugees, such as dispatching cannon fodder, conveying instructions, and also responsible for brainwashing.
These bosses usually behaved in a more heinous manner than the thieves. They often bullied men and dominated women. It could even be said to be a common occurrence. If they didn't do anything for a day, they would feel uncomfortable all over.
Seeing the missed kick, the man yelled and punched Chang Yu. Unexpectedly, just as he got close, Chang Yu gave him a low blow and screamed. He wanted to get up, but his calves were shaking in pain and he couldn't stand up. He couldn't help but curse loudly, but then another one hit him right in the face, causing him to faint.
As soon as he raised his legs, he laid down the gang leader, which caused a cry of surprise from the surrounding people. The onlookers retreated one after another. Only the gang leader's dozen gangsters saw that this young man was alone. Although they were shocked but not frightened, they quickly surrounded him. Come up.
"Brothers, fuck him..." The first person roared, and before he could finish his words, his eyes blurred, and he was hit hard on the head. He fainted to death before he could even see what the other person looked like!
Qiao Sanxiu roared, standing in front of Chang Yu and looking at the dozen or so gangsters: "Who else wants to try?"
"Damn it, fuck him..." These gangsters were shocked when they suddenly saw a middle-aged man in his forties popping up. But when they thought about it, they were just two people. What were they afraid of him? If they didn't fuck him, how would they be shocked in the future? The people live there!
More than ten people rushed towards Qiao Sanxiu. Chang Yu took a few steps back and stood by the river to watch his performance.
The Three Emperors' artillery hammered, the wind of the fist was like thunder, and its power cracked mountains and cracked monuments. Qiao Sanxiu was already at the level of a master. He once faced Gao Jie with a sword with his bare hands and more than ten of his men stayed at night. You must know that staying at night is a tough move among the best in the army. He has never been defeated in any situation. How can these ruffians in front of him be his opponents? In a few breaths, he was lying on the ground.
In order to hide his whereabouts, Qiao Sanxiu knocked over these people and disappeared into the crowd. Chang Yu looked at the dozen or so people wailing on the ground and turned to look at Wuzhong: "How does it compare to you?"
"If you are humble enough to attack, no one will be able to speak out," Wuzhong said proudly.
"I like how you brag, it's very good." Chang Yu raised his eyebrows and ignored the refugees watching the excitement around him, and walked straight towards the Zhaozhou Bridge in the distance.
Chen Wangting and others scattered around, hiding in the crowd, and followed quietly.
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