Chapter Thirty-Seven: An Unexpected Great War.

On the bank of the moat in Meishan County, a picture of labor in full swing. The river water in the winter www.biquge.info cold and biting, but many people waded barefoot in it and dug out baskets of silt. The sludge was carried on a cart and carried to the wasteland at the foot of the mountain, where a large number of people were also pleading, and the silt was good fertilizer. When he got the project, he had to make it a model, which was Zhang Qi's idea, and he personally supervised it. In fact, why do you need him to urge, three meals a day with multigrain pimples to gnaw on, and gruel to drink, in this troubled world is already a blessing, everyone is grateful, and it is a docking envoy, and it has been revered to the point of no return. Each family decided that in the future, they would set up a longevity tablet for the envoy, but it was just the name of the envoy, and no one knew.

Many homeless people asked him to give him a name, so that Zhang had the urge to have a bad taste. In the memory of his previous life, there was a great god who did good deeds without leaving a name, should he borrow his old man's name? I still feel inappropriate when I think about it, whether it is true or not, the spirit he represents cannot be desecrated. Brush off your clothes, hide your body and name deeply, and don't go against your original intention. But many years later, some people went to a village temple and learned that the envoy of the year was called the great god of the end of the year. The news spread, and Ganzhou became the incense dojo of the late Qing gods, and the power of incense here is pure and unpolluted.

As the displaced people worked, they saw hope and returned to being a simple people. The martial law of Meishan City was also lifted, the city gate was opened regularly, and there were gradually exchanges between the city and the outside of the city. However, Zhang Qi still strictly ordered that the displaced people should not enter the city, and if there is a need to purchase them in a unified manner, the good situation cannot be destroyed by misunderstandings or accidents.

A good life will always be blown by the rain and wind. Billowing smoke and dust rolled towards Meishan, and under the encirclement and suppression of the official army, a large group of rebels flowed all the way to Meishan. After the county lord received the news, he looked up to the sky and sighed, the passing year is not good, there are still 10,000 or 20,000 homeless people outside the city, seeing that An has come down, he doesn't want to pull it out again, this pull is not a homeless person, but a real traitor, killing people like hemp, extremely ferocious. Then martial law, I hope that the Wang Shi, who is chasing after him, can get rid of violence and peace as soon as possible.

Looking up to the sky and sighing is also Zhang Qi, a little too much! Not only to help the homeless, but also to prepare for war, I am not an immortal, I will not fight! But we have to protect ourselves, Zhang Qi thought in his heart. The atmosphere in the county government is very dull, the tea is drunk white, and I don't see the master looking forward to changing the tea. In addition to him, the generals guarding the city, the county lord and the master Li, whose minds were on the tea, all looked at him deeply, to protect Meishan County, this person is a big help, at least can consume the viable power of the rebels.

The county magistrate coughed dryly twice and said: "Strong man, I hope you can contribute to the protection of the territory and the people." "Muddy horses, the old paper has been upgraded again, and it has become a strong man! If you want to use us as cannon fodder, no way!" "My lord, my subordinates are all mobs, and they are not easy to control." Zhang Qi took a sip, which was equivalent to boiled water, and said slowly, "Which is the mob? It's the homeless!" The general was anxious, and immediately spoke, no matter what kind of people he is, he can be a good citizen if he can be a shield. "They are good subjects of the dynasty, there is no doubt about this, they will definitely come forward when the country is in trouble!" Master Li rose to a new height. Zhang Qi almost choked on tea, the official word has two mouths, the ancients don't deceive me.

Zhang Qi is not stupid, nor noble, and knows how many catties and taels he has. What we can do now is to try to save the lives of these displaced people, and let the savior do the rest. And secretly determined, after this incident, no matter how good it is, it is not appropriate to abuse good people, it is too special mother to torture people, how good it is to be a quiet beautiful boy!

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder. Since hearing the news, Zhang Qi has a plan, so he is embarrassed, and he muttered for a long time before he spoke: "You can't let them, bare-handed, fight with the rebels, and you must issue documents to prove that they are outcasts, good subjects of the dynasty, and you can't let them shed blood and tears." The burden was lost again, and the three of them looked at each other, this guy is not easy to fool, and he is very ghostly!

The displaced people mobilized, took the hoe, the hand of the plough and rake, and clenched the swords, guns, bows and arrows. The generals did not grind, and transferred some weapons from the treasury, although there were not many, it was enough to form a protective team. There is no need to talk about the truth at all, the fierce Ganzhou refugees are already angry, screaming and desperate. It's hard to find a place to live, hungry but not hungry, cold but not freezing, still have work, and earn some rations, in this troubled year is already a blessing to the envoys, and there is hope for the coming year. I never thought that the traitors would kill again, I didn't say it, for my family, for food, for this safe place, follow the envoy, fight!

The traitors are still black crows, except for more than a thousand soldiers, most of them are outcasts like the walking dead. Zong Bi is a fierce general under General Tiangong, and his real identity is an outer disciple of the Xuanming Palace, who was ordered to infiltrate the Dayu Dynasty and assist General Tiangong. As for the Tiangong General, he is even more mysterious, he wears a mask when he appears in public, but he is a man of great power, and in Zong Bi's knowledge, he should be a top-notch existence.

After the chaos, Zong Bi liked this kind of killing life very much. Those angry spirits, living souls, and bloody breaths made his skills show signs of breakthroughs. The people of the Dayu Dynasty are really easy to deceive, give a little favor, draw a big pie, shout a few loud slogans, basically wash the brains of these people, and look at those insensitive homeless people, more obedient than zombies, and it works. When the siege of the city and the land were killed, the good day came to an end, the suppression army of the Dayu Dynasty was killed from several directions, and there were obviously qi practitioners involved, so that they jumped and fled everywhere, no, according to the report of the subordinates who were sent out to recruit the displaced people, there was an army of displaced people in Meishan County, and the leader was simply not a person, it was a killing god! Zong Bi came to ambush this team and defeated Meishan County under the order of General Tiangong.

Around the resettlement site of the displaced people, the deer and firewood are dense, and the horse ditch is trapped in the horse pit, and it is dug everywhere irregularly. There are not enough knives and guns, bamboo darts and wooden sticks, and one or two thousand homeless people can be said to be fully armed. Zhang Qi hollowed out his mind, mobilized the memory of his previous life, and turned the resettlement place almost into a fortress at the head of the war, and the hunters among the displaced people played a big role, where to dig pits, where to mix them, where to put rolling wood and stones, and the vicious smoke and fire, it can be said that there are many organs, which makes Zhang Qi's scalp numb, and he can't help but sigh, the wisdom and strength of the people are infinite.

Zhang Qi's idea is very pragmatic, his ability is so great, he only defends and does not attack, and the two do not help each other. If you don't provoke me, you won't provoke you, and if you provoke me, you will die an ugly death! His tactical approach has won the unanimous support of the displaced people. When the rebels approached the resettlement site with murderous violentness, all the displaced people had only hatred and no panic.

Zong Bi looked at the displaced people in the resettlement area, and his heart was on fire, a new force! And he was very confident that he would ambush this army. With the decree of General Tiangong, he gave the so-called envoy a big name, which will definitely make him moved. If it doesn't work, then kill that person, and the backbone of the Lord will die, and the outcasts will become sheep at his mercy, an experience that has not been tried before.