They gritted their teeth and survived the great famine four years ago, the great earthquake the year before last.

I finally waited for this year's wind and rain, and I thought it would be ......

These seven days were no different from the past for most of the people of Kyushu in Guangwu.

For them, it was seven days from heaven to hell, seven days of parting from life and death.

During these seven days, only 23 out of 10 families were fortunate enough to be spared.

As for things outside the body, such as money, no one cares anymore.

Many of them have even been assured that they will die on this endless escape.

But at this moment, they are sure that they are alive, and they feel that they can live.

"Are you a god?"

"Ask the gods to protect Guangwu!"

"Can God take us to Fushun!?"

They screamed and slowly fell to their knees.

Yang Fengqing's expression was compassionate, but more helpless.

"While there are no pursuers now, you should leave quickly. I'm not a god, I'm just a mortal. ”

"No! you're God!"

A little boy screamed stubbornly, tears rolling in his eyes.

There were no adults by his side, and he was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, which Yang Fengqing had thrown away before.

Yang Fengqing just glanced at him and didn't explain.

"Let's go and live well. ”

The homeless people just looked at Yang Fengqing and did not leave.

A scholar dressed as a man asked suspiciously.

"And where are you going, General?"

"Kill!"

"But now Liaodong is ...... There is no longer our army. ”

"Although the general is as strong as a god, it is only up to the general and others to fight against the million-strong division of Cangfeng. It's not intended to offend, it's tantamount to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger!"

"There are very few people who are as heroic as the general, and who wants to go with the general?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was an answer around him.

"I'm willing to follow the general!"

"I do, too!"

"I want to die on the battlefield, I don't want to die on this way of fleeing!"

......

Some of the displaced people are hot-blooded soldiers who have been broken up and still have the heart to serve the country.

When they heard that there was a movement here, they gathered here without any order.

They don't have to experience it themselves, but when they see it, they know what is going on.

I was amazed at the strength of these two hundred people, and I happened to hear the above conversation.

Blood-red figures walked from the periphery of the crowd.

The homeless people watched all this, and their cries were mixed with joy and sorrow.

Those people picked up their weapons and stood behind Yang Fengqing, and the team soon gathered more than five hundred people.

This is not over yet, three teams with a number of three or six hundred appeared on the periphery, and walked straight towards Yang Fengqing.

"Zhang Qishen, the county lieutenant of Shaxian County, is willing to go with him!"

"Yejia County Taishou Liu Jieming is willing to go with him!"

"Liaocheng guard Chen Tianfeng is willing to go with him!"

Yang Fengqing looked at the more and more soldiers gathered, and the blood that was already boiling slightly became hotter and hotter.

"Soldiers who are willing to fight for Guangwu and want to achieve fame and fame, go with the general!"

"I'm willing to follow the general!"

The young man in the distance among the homeless people looked still tangled, and saw that the team was about to leave.

Suddenly firm, he quickly picked up the blood-stained weapon that Yang Fengqing's men couldn't take away and kept up.

Others, holding on to the poles, followed.

Some of them, waving goodbye to women, children or elderly people looking at them from afar.

Those who looked at them from afar only wept and grieved, but did not stop them.

They believed that this general, whom they had never heard of, would surely keep their loved ones alive.

When they left the avenue, the motley army numbered more than 2,000 people, and they were greeted with cries and prayers.

"May God bless me as a good man!"

"Woo - we are waiting for the general's triumph in Fushun. ”

"Yuan'er, you must obey the general's orders!"

"Zhenlang, I'm waiting for you at the gate of Fushun City, no matter how long it takes for you to return. ”

"Father, I will work hard to practice martial arts, and I will definitely come to you. ”

......

More than 2,000 people did not cause more waves than the long dragon of displaced people, like an ant standing next to a stout snake.

"My lord, where are we going?"

Luo Daguang looked at Yang Fengqing's eyes, and his reverence was already overflowing.

"Binzhou City, you take twenty people to the front three miles as scouts, and if there is anything abnormal, report it immediately. ”

"Huh?"

"Huh!?"

"Yes!"

has followed Yang Fengqing for many years, and he knows that he is very good at peacetime, and he has always been the same in wartime.

He was just too surprised by the three words of Binzhou City just now, and thought he had heard it wrong.

When he left, he couldn't help but think about the dreamlike experience of the past few years.

Since they have followed Yang Fengqing, they have experienced dozens of wars of different sizes.

Win or lose in the end, their losses are small.

The most legendary one is the rout of the Great Cave Mountain.

The 200,000 troops who went out on the expedition were defeated by the 100,000 Cangfeng army.

Throwing away armor, corpses are all over the field, stretching for dozens of miles.

In the extremely unfavorable situation of being blocked in front and pursued behind, they broke through the encirclement and fled.

When he returned to the important town of Ningjiang, only more than 10 people were killed in the battle, and more than 300 heads were killed.

For a time, they became famous.

Wu Hongjun, the general who sat in Ningjiang, immediately summoned Yang Fengqing.

Countless people, including them, thought that Yang Fengqing would rise to prominence, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Until the fall of Ningjiang and the death of the general Wu Hongjun, Yang Fengqing was not promoted.

None of them knew what Yang Fengqing said in the five hours of the Great General's Mansion.

Fortunately, the war was urgent at that time, and the others did not pay special attention to Yang Fengqing's actions behind.

Otherwise, if those people knew that Yang Fengqing had exchanged all the fifty heads belonging to him for silver, they were afraid that they would catch him, pry open his head, and see if it was.

Because they went into battle to kill the enemy, but no one was there to register how many people each person had killed.

Therefore, if you want to receive merit, the head is hard currency.

There are two options when submitting a head.

First, promotion, such as from a sergeant to a chief, only one head is needed.

The higher the official position, the more heads are needed.

Of course, when it comes to a certain level, it is not a question of heads.

Second, exchange for silver, a head for a tael of silver.

Now the price of one acre of land is ten taels of silver.

Generally, there is no fool who exchanges his head for silver, because promotion equals more power, more money, and a greater sense of security.

After Luo Daguang and others knew about Yang Fengqing's actions, they also exchanged their heads for money.

It's not that they don't want to be officials, it's because they want to live.

They decided in their hearts that only by Yang Fengqing's side could they most likely survive in this troubled world.

Thinking of this, someone next to him interrupted his thoughts.

"Brother Luo, didn't Binzhou City fall at the beginning of the Cangfeng Attack?

"Listen to your lordship!"

......

Yang Fengqing looked at the resolute soldiers behind him, and a fire began to burn in his eyes, these people were his team that stirred up the storm!

During the march, he did not stop making reasonable distributions among his subordinates.

After two hours of walking, the three generals finally realized that something was wrong.

They caught up from behind and found that Yang Fengqing's dress turned out to be one hundred households, and they were all extremely surprised.

No resentment, only more respect.

They hadn't seen the previous battle, but someone had already described it to them.

Coupled with the scene and the expressions of those homeless people kneeling down for them, although they were unbelievable, they were willing to believe it.

As soon as Yang Fengqing saw their expressions, he understood their thoughts, and his expression remained unchanged.

The general, who had previously reported his name as Zhang Qishen, was the first to speak.

"Haven't asked the general for his name?"

"Yang Fengqing. ”

"From now on, we will all be General Yang's subordinates, so don't hesitate to say anything you want. But now, where are we going?"

"Binzhou City. ”

The faces of the three of them changed dramatically.