Chapter 319: Restricted
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Fantasy
Author:
Calm454Words: 1394Update Time: 24/01/13 13:07:42
The dog-legged man named Xu Yao next to Zhang Yang was following the large army in the middle.
The horse-drawn cart beside him contained a whole box of goods.
It should be very heavy. When going uphill, these two tall, big-headed horses obviously used a lot of strength to keep the car stable.
Just as he was holding on to the car with others, something suddenly came from nowhere and hit him behind the ear.
It feels like being hit by a pebble. It hurts.
"Who? Who hit me?" He yelled immediately. He was not the kind of person who could bear it.
His eyes were full of fierceness as he looked around,
"What's wrong?" Zhao Tao, the guard from Ximen who was riding on the outside, immediately turned his horse and walked over.
"I was stoned," he said.
"Who hit him?" Zhao Tao looked at the people around him,
No one admitted it. Zhao Tao saw that these people did not dare to look up at him. They were all honest and honest old farmers.
"If you let me hear you screaming again, I won't cut you to death." Zhao Tao roared.
Xu Yao still had to endure it. He glanced at the group of peasants around him harshly.
"Damn it, if you let me find out who did it, I will destroy you." He threatened the people around him in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit behind the ear again.
"It hurts so much!" He was in so much pain that he didn't have much energy left to speak.
"Hiss! Ah!"
He took a breath, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people around him. Several farmers behind him all looked at him.
Just like before, he didn't notice anyone who looked like they were hitting him.
At this time, he was hit by a stone again on his leg.
This time the knot hit his calf muscles for real.
He took a step forward and felt that it was torn deeply. Every step he took hurt so much that he wanted to live or die.
"Who is it? Is it you?" He looked at the thin man behind him.
"It's not me." The man immediately shook his head and said,
This thin man still clearly remembers the scene of these people showing off their power at the door early in the morning before the people who walked through Ximen came out.
"You don't look like it." Xu Yao pushed the man's sleeves away and pushed.
This man obviously lost his grip and fell down on the damp stone pavement underground with a lot of dirty things on his body.
The first thought of this thin man was to rush to the position he was assigned, for fear that the guards walking through the west gate would think that he had done a bad job and take away his gold.
In addition to the thirty gold pieces he gave to his family, he also had twenty gold pieces in his hand!
That was real wealth. He had never seen so much money in his life.
Like him, most of the people here came through Ximen and posted notices in several surrounding villages.
They had accepted such a huge amount of money from Ximen, and they had already made up their minds. No matter how much they suffered, they were sincerely willing to endure it.
There is nothing that can make these people at the bottom surrender more than survival.
It’s no exaggeration to say that most of them will probably suffer from it in their entire family. However, this winter, walking through Ximen is like sending carbon in the snow, which saves them. life.
Xu Yao saw the man on the horse and looked over again, but he didn't look for it any further.
The pain in my lower leg is real. It must be injured inside.
'If we hadn't come to Ximen's territory, I would have kicked you off. '
Xu Yao frowned, but he only dared to say harsh words in a low voice.
He never thought that starting from being hit on his calf, he would be in extreme torture every moment, and he had to endure it.
Shen Jie discovered that many of these people at the bottom of this era are quite honest and kind.
He was at the rear of this group of more than 800 people. There were four cars behind him, and almost twenty cars in front and behind him.
There were fifteen men guarding the car with him, and there were also a group of infantry and knights wearing armor robes outside.
The atmosphere was quite serious, a bit like yesterday when I was a soldier in Zhao State.
It may be because of the cold winter months. Except for a group of them walking through Ximen, the sky was not very bright at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. It was as if a big storm was coming, and no one else was seen in Yanmen City. .