In the scorching summer, an unexpected heavy rain fell from the sky, and soon formed a splash when it landed, converging into a small river, and flowing away at a rapid speed.

Majestic rain fell from the sky, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in rain and mist. The weather quickly turned cooler, and not only the recruits, but also the instructors, often breathed a sigh of relief.

Around the camp in Licheng, I don't know when, a huge nest of refugees was built, densely packed and boundless.

On weekdays, this shack can still shade the sun and wind, but now the rainstorm is pouring, and the shack has become a swamp, but how can people still live there?

In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass. As long as there is a bite to eat, who cares about this.

A few sturdy men sat in the rain, letting the heavy rain drench their whole bodies, they were still content, talking and laughing, quite with people and the sky, and the meaning of endless fun.

Some refugees even came to the river, trying to take advantage of the heavy water to see if they could wash down some melons and fruits from the upper reaches of the river, so that they could pick up some bargains.

Others came to the river and picked up their nets to see if they could catch some fish in the rain and sell them in the market.

After a few days of heavy rain, the refugees finally got out of the heat. It's just that everyone looked towards the camp, but the training inside was rain or shine, and it never stopped.

These people were dressed in black, spears were like forests, they were soaked, their heads and faces were soaked, but they still let out a roar of rage as they trained.

"I haven't seen such a good soldier in years!"

The refugees sighed in their hearts. It is really rare for these loyal soldiers to not disturb the people, not to bully the people, but to just work hard all day long.

Compared with the previous death of starvation and disease, many people still have a little thought in their hearts. Many families have men who serve as soldiers here, so they have a source of income, and although they may not be able to eat enough, there is always a hope.

There are also refugees who grow vegetables and crops and take care of them carefully. Maybe just a nap will be "robbed" by other hungry refugees.

Today, however, nearly half of the refugees are military dependents. Five or six thousand soldiers, followed by five or six thousand families, tens of thousands of people. Coupled with the blacksmiths and miners needed for mining and iron mills, most of the people in the refugee camp of the Licheng camp are related to the Loyal and Righteous Army.

Sometimes, porridge is cooked in the barracks for relief to the people, and the refugees flock to it because there are so many people that sometimes they have to wait in line for a day to eat a bowl.

Where there are people, there is a market. The Zhanghe River runs through the east and north of the river, and daily necessities such as grain and meat are continuously transported in from other places, which also makes this place particularly lively.

"You all have your knives ready, and when the ship docks, be careful, don't let the mob rob the rice!"

Liu Yongjia stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the dense refugees on the ferry and the continuous shacks on the shore, his palms were full of sweat.

Hearing that there was a shortage of grain in Hedong and the price was attractive, he, like other grain merchants, pulled two boatloads of rice, wanting to have a chance.

The bandits of the two rivers are endless, even if he is a water trafficker, he has encountered the bad luck of abandoning the ship and escaping, losing goods and damaging people. Therefore, as soon as he saw the eager eyes of the full of refugees on the shore, Liu Yongjia panicked.

The men on the boat all grabbed the steel knives in their hands and stared at the refugees on the ferry.

Seeing the arrival of the two rice boats, the Sergeant of the Loyal and Righteous Army on duty outside separated the crowd and walked up.

"Master Jun, if you are filial to you, you should be given a bowl of wine to drink."

Liu Yongjia smiled and quietly handed over a piece of silver, but his heart hurt secretly.

With a "snap", the silver in Liu Yongjia's hand was knocked to the ground, and although the leading sergeant was not very old, his black face was righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Listen, this is called bribing a sergeant, even if it is a penny, we will be locked up! Next time, I'll take you to the camp and lock you up for a few days, and see if you dare to do it!"

Liu Yongjia looked confused. When did this sergeant of the Great Song Dynasty stop accepting bribes?

"Don't look at it, they won't take your money!"

A white-haired old man next to him said: "The Loyal and Righteous Army has strict military rules, and if you openly accept money, you will either close the black house or kill your head." You can save it!"

Liu Yongjia shook his head, put the silver back in his arms, beckoned his subordinates, and moved the rice bags to the shore one after another.

"Shopkeeper, how can you sell this grain so expensive, it costs sixty yuan a catty, it's too black-hearted for you!"

As soon as the rice boat docked and unloaded, it was surrounded by refugees, and many other refugees rushed here.

"Expensive! If it weren't for Zhao Yuanwai and Li Yuanwai who asked me to transport grain here, I wouldn't be willing! ”

Liu Yongjia shook his head and said, "My rice, in the Daimyo's Mansion, is also forty Wen." Running such a long way, I was afraid of encountering bandits along the way, just for the twenty big bucks. Why do you say I am, it's not for my friends!"

Since the winter, King Qin's rebel army has retreated, and there is no food to eat, so the defeated army and the rebel army have plundered the township, which is a disaster. These people wantonly robbed the passing merchants on the post roads, canals and inland rivers, causing two rivers and two Huai black miasma, and the people were not able to make a living.

"Don't make a fool of yourself and lie to the people!"

The sergeant major came over, his face full of seriousness.

"Fair takeout, no one will look for you. If you want to make black money, don't blame the loyal army for stabbing you!"

Liu Yongjia was resigned, and when the sergeant left, he wiped the sweat on his head, and secretly thought to himself that he might have to make less money this time.

However, even so, he felt at peace of mind, unlike in other places, where he was worried.

Make less money, just buy peace of mind.

Sure enough, Liu Yongjia said loudly: "Everyone, listen, the benevolent and righteous teachers of the loyal and righteous army, for their sake, I will give you ten yuan less, fifty yuan!"

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, and some people shouted: "Shopkeeper, you bodhisattva heart, God will bless you!"

Liu Yongjia shook his head and said: "I borrow your auspicious words, I just hope that on the way back, I will not encounter thieves again." Today's world is not peaceful! ”

The people replied loudly: "Shopkeeper, you go and tell General Wang and let his brother escort you, isn't that enough?"

Someone then said loudly: "General Wang is the "Saibawang" General Wang Songwang, with an iron spear of hundreds of pounds in his hand, and he has the courage of tens of thousands of soldiers, and he will support you, see that thief dares to trouble you!"

Liu Yongjia said happily: "Okay, just say this to you, I will lose five dollars to you per catty." Whoever leads the way will also let me see this great hero!"

If there is an army of loyal and righteous troops to escort it, it is better than these fancy shelfs under his own command. After all, people have done it with Fanzi.

Someone in the crowd immediately said, "Shopkeeper, I'll take you there." However, you have to leave me 20 catties of rice, so that I can come back, there is no rice to buy. ”

In the Licheng camp, Wang Song was staring at the lights like beans.

If you want to do your job, you must first sharpen your tools.

The knives, guns, arrows and spears in the ironworks were continuously transported, and the suffering of the lack of weapons in the army was solved. Combined with the characteristics of his family's spear and spear skills, he compiled a set of concise spear skills, and first taught Zhang Heng, Dong Ping, Deng Shixiong and some officers, and let them lead the rebels to practice together.

The army was on the right track, but the production of Earthquake Thunder was very slow, which made him a little anxious for a while.

The big war is about to break out at any time, but he wants to go north to Taiyuan Mansion, but it is really because his own strength is too weak!

Wang Song sighed. Could it be that this Taiyuan Mansion is really hopeless?

The door creaked, Zhang Heng and Dong Ping were in front, and a group of generals were behind, and Yuguan walked in.

"What, the river is blocked?"

Wang Song's face was pale, and a layer of anger appeared on his face.

"Report to the senior officials, the brothers have found out that the area around Jianling in the south of Cizhou was entrenched by a group of bandits. These people robbed homes and houses, plundered passing merchants, and did all kinds of evil, and the people suffered greatly. ”

Li Xiaochun finished his prayer and stepped aside.

"Daguanren, Jianling is west of the Taihang Mountains, the canyon is wide, the water flow is soothing, just stuck on the Zhanghe River, blocking the trade route of the two rivers. The grain road in Hedong was cut off, and grain from Hebei could not be transported in, so the soldiers of the Licheng battalion had no food supply. ”

Dong Ping used to be active in this area, so he was quite familiar with the surrounding bandits and the terrain.

"Are you familiar with this bandit in Arrow Ridge?"

Wang Song nodded and asked.

This Jianling, Wang Song has also heard of it in later generations. Legend has it that Cao Cao inserted a sword here to dispatch troops, defeated Yuan Shao, and thus settled in the Central Plains to the east, thus getting its name. This piece of Jianling, which belongs to the small Three Gorges of the Zhanghe River in later generations, is also a holy place for rafting, and is also famous in China.

These guys occupy this place, and they can be regarded as discerning and have a bit of appreciation.

"Jianling used to be the lair of Li Hu, the giant of Taihang Mountain, I wonder if it is still on the mountain now?"

Before Dong Ping's words fell, Zhang Heng shouted loudly: "It doesn't matter who he is, if it is in the way, remove it together!" These birdmen plundered the merchants, and who else dared to bring in food, and wouldn't the brothers starve to death?"

"Zhang Heng is right!"

Wang Song nodded and said, "No matter what, you can't let these people do bad things." If the food from outside can't come in, what will the brothers eat, and what will these refugees eat?"

He glanced at Zhang Heng and Dong Ping, and said in a deep voice, "Let's see if the earth-shaking thunder is ready?" Zhang Heng led a part of the recruits to sweep both sides of the Zhanghe River. Dong Ping took the other half of the recruits and brought me their lair!"

It doesn't seem to be a bad thing to take advantage of this incident to establish authority in Lianghe, so that these recruits can see blood and practice and practice.

Zhang Heng and Dong Ping walked out of the lobby, seeing that there was no one around, Zhang Heng grabbed Dong Ping and said softly.

"Dong Ping, you said that the big official is just a worthless bargaining envoy, why did he take so much trouble to train the new army and exterminate Li Hu?"

Dong Ping shook his head, and sat down on the mound on the side, his chest was wet.

"The big officials are the ones who do great things, and compared with those brothers in Shandong Juyi during the Xuanhe period, they are really heaven and earth."

Dong Ping's eyes were confused, as if he recalled the past: "You just said that my eldest brother Song Jiang was also a hero, but compared with the big officials, whether it is character, martial arts, strategizing, or training soldiers, the difference is not half a star, no wonder he was defeated and died." ”

Dong Ping was embarrassed, drooped his head and left, Zhang Heng looked at his back, as if he was thinking.