Chapter 44: The Tide of Displaced People
As soon as this man's voice fell, all the victims began to stir, both the speed of packing their bags and the speed of rushing towards the gallop road.
Zhong Yebai and his entourage suddenly became nervous, although these two hundred Xuanjia troops can fight well, and they are not the same as the victims, but with this order of magnitude difference, if more than 100,000 victims riot, let alone two hundred Xuanjia troops, even if they are two thousand Xuanjia troops, they will definitely be eaten alive.
However, after a while, Zhong Yebai and a group of Xuanjia sergeants finally put their minds at ease, although these victims were numerous, they regarded Chidao as a thunder pool, and did not dare to approach a single step.
At this point, Zhong Yebai is not worried about his own safety, but worries about these victims.
I saw that these victims were all ragged, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and on both sides of the road, they were all carrying the old and helping the young, staggering forward, which was very pitiful.
And Zhong Yebai even found that in the commotion of the crowd, there were still some people lying on the ground, without the slightest intention of getting up, thinking that they should lie down forever and never get up again.
Next to him may be his relatives or children, kneeling or standing beside him, or hiding their faces and weeping, or wailing, and so on, so not miserable.
There are even more miserable people, maybe the relatives and children are not around, or the relatives and children have already suffered misfortune and died alone, and the people around them saw that they couldn't get up, so they rushed up to grab and divide their relics, and after quickly completing this action, they went to Zhong Yebai's team, along both sides of the road, all the way forward.
Zhong Yebai saw it in his eyes, sad in his heart, although he didn't belong to this world, but when he saw such a human tragedy with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
"Two captains, how much dry food do we have?" Zhong Yebai asked Gao Jian and Gao Xing.
"Back to His Royal Highness, there are about ten days left. Gao Jian hurriedly rode his horse to Zhong Yebai's side and replied.
"How many days will it take us to get to Qingzhou Mansion?" Zhong Yebai continued to ask.
"If it goes well, we will go to Chen County today to rest for the night, and tomorrow we will be able to go to Qingzhou Mansion. ”
Zhong Yebai heard this, and calculated in his heart that the amount of ten days, minus today's day, is the amount that can be left for nine days, two hundred and four people, that is the daily ration of one thousand eight hundred and thirty-six people, of course, the appetite of the Xuanjia Army must be greater, if it can be distributed to those who can't hold on, maybe it can save the lives of three or four thousand people, so that they can go to Qingzhou Mansion together.
When they arrived at Qingzhou Mansion, they might have a chance to continue to live.
But how do we distribute these rations? That's another question.
Obviously, there are also divisions of power among these victims, and the most powerful forces are those who are in the prime of life, if the rations are directly put into the victims, it may cause a bloody storm, many old and frail old women, children and young children, who are originally the most in need of rations to continue their lives, may be reduced to bloody sacrifices because of their own rations.
It's not easy to do this well, but if you don't do it, you won't be able to live your conscience.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhong Yebai said happily to Gao Jian, "Two captains, if I want to do something now, I have to ask the two of you to help." ”
Gao Jian was happy to hear this, and hurriedly returned the salute to Zhong Yebai, and said tremblingly, "Where did His Royal Highness the Prince say, what does His Royal Highness the Prince want to do, just give me a direct order, how can I still help, and may I ask His Royal Highness the Prince what he wants to do?"
Zhong Yebai beckoned lightly to Gao Jian and Xingxing, motioning for the two to get closer.
After the two of them got closer, Zhong Yebai pointed to the victims on both sides of the road, and said seriously, "I think they are really pitiful, some people are afraid that they will not be able to hold on and starve to death, so I want to ask the two captains to give them some of our rations." ”
"How much?" asked Gao Jian in surprise.
Zhong Yebai stretched out his left hand and handed it forward, his thumb, index finger, and middle finger pulled up.
"Rations for nine?" was taken aback.
Zhong Yebai shook his head, "Everyone, nine days' rations!"
His happy eyes almost popped out, "Your Royal Highness, we have brought a total of ten days' rations! Besides, there are so many disaster victims, how can we get these rations! If we get a ration, they will definitely rush to our side, if there are hungry people who are crazy and are not afraid of death, it will be dangerous, even if they don't hurt us, but they are swarming, we are afraid that we will not be able to reach Chen County in ten days and half a month, let alone Qingzhou Mansion!"
Zhong Yebai knew that Gao Jian and Xingxing led the troops strictly, and the rations for this trip were naturally planned, so he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, we will arrive at Qingzhou Mansion tomorrow, and I will ask Qingzhou Taishou to prepare enough rations for us." ”
Happy for a while, he was speechless, and he was naturally reluctant to share the food, but how should he explain this truth clearly to His Royal Highness the Prince? There had already been a disaster from his mouth before, and this time he was happy and did not dare to speak without permission.
At this moment, I heard a voice next to me, "No!" The voice was categorical, which made Happy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but it also made Happy Can't help but tug his heart.
It was his brother Gao Jian who spoke.
"No, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, this is not a matter of whether the Qingzhou Mansion will give us rations, this tide of victims is not a joke, we send them rations is a small matter, and His Royal Highness the Prince is in danger, if you distribute rations to them at this time, it is tantamount to jumping into the fire pit yourself!" Gao Jian put on a posture of death advice, as if this matter was not negotiable.
"Jumping into the fire pit?" Zhong Yebai had a rather playful expression.
Zhong Yebai originally thought that if he put on such an expression, Gao Jian would retreat. Zhong Yebai always remembered that on the night before, Gao Jian pleaded for happiness, but he broke his head. Who can guarantee that His Royal Highness, as a great prince, will not go back on his word, and the new and old accounts will be settled together?
Unexpectedly, this Gao Jian did not give an inch in this matter, nodded seriously under the rhetorical question of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and then pointed to a carriage not far away, a carriage that had long since lost horses, the car had no wheels, and the roof had been dismantled.
"His Royal Highness the Prince is kind-hearted, pity these victims, but His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, please look at the carriage, the horse is gone, and the carriage has long been abandoned, but you can judge by the ornamentation of the carriage that the owner of the carriage is definitely a big family, and I dare not say that Zhong Ming Ding eats, at least it should be regarded as a solid family. Gao Jian pointed to the carriage and said.
Zhong Yebai frowned, "What do you want to say to this son?"
Gao Jian originally rode a horse and walked all the way with His Royal Highness the Prince, but at this time, he directly turned the horse's head and boldly stopped His Royal Highness the Prince, "Your Highness the Prince, please see, where the axle of the carriage is broken, the wood grain is still new, and the time to break it will definitely not exceed two days, and it is more likely to be yesterday, that is to say, the time when the owner of this carriage was killed was probably yesterday." ”
"Killed?" Zhong Yebai glanced again.
"The carriage was empty, and there were fresh blood stains on the windows of the carriage, on the groom's position, on the broken wheels, and the subordinates did not dare to say that the owner of the carriage had died, but it was certain that he had died. ”
"It can't be someone else's blood?"
"No!"
"How so?"
"Your Royal Highness, please look, remove the blood stains on the carriage, in that position, there are two red belly pockets. Gao Jian stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance of twenty paces from the carriage, and two red belly pockets were scattered on the ground.