The people in the fort who were still fighting with the homeless cannon fodder at the gate could hear the screams behind them, worried about the safety of their families, and finally had no heart to resist.

At first, just one or two people retreated, but gradually more and more, and the whole team soon dispersed.

The army of displaced people behind them, like a flood, followed closely behind, and in an instant, the entire dock fort was drowned.

By this time the sun had set, the sky was gradually darkening, and the firelight rushing into the sky everywhere reflected the reflection of the house and the chaotic figures in a chaotic manner, which looked very hideous.

Zhiwen and his entourage quietly hid in the grass on the mountain, and the three girls, Nannan, Xiaoying and Niuniu, were so frightened that their faces were pale and their lips were closed.

Although they have all experienced the war for food a year ago, and have seen blood and carried corpses since then, the scale is compared with tonight's, they are all pediatrics, and they have never witnessed such a tragic scene.

The rest of the people, including Zhiwen, also didn't say anything for a long time, it was evening at this time, it was supposed to be dinner, but everyone obviously didn't have this mind for the time being.

Now Zhiwen feels that the idea of snatching food from the Liukou before setting off is a bit taken for granted, although these people are not very powerful, but there are many of them.

If you want to grab food, you have to be careful.

After a long time, Zhiwen suddenly remembered something, looked down at the mountain at his feet and the village under the mountain, confirmed the next direction, and asked:

"Ma Er, the county seat here is in the south, right?"

"Yes, Xiaozhi, what's wrong?"

"This time the stars have broken the county seat, and tonight they have broken Gaojiaping, the route they are traveling seems to be going north, if they continue to go north......" Before Zhiwen finished speaking, Xiao Jie and Xiao Yingniang's faces changed.

Gaojiaping has his back to the mountain at their feet, sitting north to south, and the gate is also open to the south.

Guo Tianxing's gang came from the county town and attacked from the south to the north, and after they succeeded tonight, if they continued to travel north, they would eventually reach the edge of the Yellow River, where there were many refugees.

If it really comes to this point, Wang Er will not let go of such a good opportunity and so many people, and he will inevitably coerce refugees and further expand his strength.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, these leaders of the homeless people were all Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed, their ability to fight was not very good, their ability to escape was first-class, and their ability to bewitch people was even more super-first-class.

As long as they don't die, no matter how badly they are beaten, it won't be long before another team can be pulled out.

Zhiwen was secretly glad that he had come on this trip, otherwise Wang Er and the others would have come to the Yellow River by themselves......

They must be stopped from going north, although Zhiwen has never been in contact with military affairs in his life, he still understands this truth.

Otherwise, when the time comes, it is not necessary to say that Zhiwen's vision will be realized, and the work will be used for relief, and the manpower will be increased to further expand the control scope of the plague-plague epidemic area.

Even they themselves cannot escape the fate of being coerced and becoming cannon fodder for the homeless.

In the face of thousands of people, with these dozen or so people, even if they have the ability, they can only run away, or join the stream and become a part of them.

......

In the early hours of the morning, it was pitch black inside and outside Gaojiaping.

Zhiwen and the others quietly descended the mountain and came to the north of Gaojiaping.

The noisy battlefield in the evening is silent at the moment.

The carnival after breaking through the dock fort has long come to an end.

Most of the houses that were set on fire have been extinguished, and only ruins remain.

Most of the displaced people were stranded in the dock fort, and each chose a desirable and well-preserved house to spend the night.

Of course, when fighting for houses, fights are indispensable, and among the homeless, the weak eat the strong, and the big fists have the final say.

As for the villagers of the former Gaojiaping? It's almost dead, and maybe a few women survived.

However, to Zhiwen's surprise, the main force of this group of homeless people, that is, the dozens of people who led the Wubao to grab food and women while the homeless cannon fodder were still fighting and dying, all withdrew from the Wubao after collecting most of the food and after a short period of fun.

At this moment, they were all outside the gate on the south side of the fort, resting in groups around more than a dozen wagons loaded with grain (several more wagons of grain were snatched that night), some lying on the ground, some laying on the ground, and some setting up shacks.

When Ma Er reported this message back to Zhiwen, Zhiwen still didn't believe it, and went to it again in person before confirming it.

Two other people should have been placed on guard, sitting by the fire and dozing off.

It seems that the ability of these wanderers to escape for their lives is not blown, they are more frightened than rabbits, and they are very vigilant, and they don't even want to sleep in a walled place overnight, so they can sleep in the wilderness to feel at ease, and it is convenient to escape.

However, Zhiwen noticed that they still transferred some cannon fodder to surround them, thinking that if someone attacked at night, the first to suffer would be the peripheral cannon fodder, and as the main force, they could still find an opportunity to escape.

It's really cunning.

But it doesn't matter, Zhiwen doesn't want to destroy them in the first place, and besides, it is impossible to destroy them with just seven of them.

However, he didn't arrange people to be on duty at night, it seems that he hasn't suffered enough losses, so it's okay to make it easier for Zhiwen and them to sneak attack at night.

Zhiwen's plan was to find a way to create chaos and make them think that the official army had come to encircle and suppress them, and scare them away, so as to dispel the idea of continuing to go north.

To the north of Gaojiapingwu Fort, a gate was also opened to the mountain, which was convenient for the villagers to go up the mountain to cut firewood, and the north gate was also destroyed at this time.

Zhiwen and the others entered the dock fort from the north gate and went up the wall along a narrow staircase.

Zhiwen originally had a headache about how to get other people up the wall, if he was looking for a staircase, it was too conspicuous, but he didn't expect that there were built stairs, which was convenient.

That's right, Zhiwen's idea was to start from the north of the Wubao and set the houses on fire in turn, startling out the homeless people inside and driving them south.

Once a rolling flow of people fleeing south is formed, even if the main forces outside the south gate find something wrong, they can do nothing but flee south with the current.

Originally, Zhiwen was worried that if Guo Tianxing found out something wrong afterwards, he would go and return, but he didn't expect Ma Er to tell everyone with certainty that there was no need to worry about it.

Once these displaced people are frustrated in a certain place, they will first flee far away, and they will not return to their old places like frightened birds, and they will not return to their old places after a few months to find out the news.

Dare to pack tickets like this, it seems that Ma Er's origin is not simple.

"It's a pity!" Xiao Jie muttered softly, and gently placed the gravel on the ground that he was carrying in his clothes.

This is the ranged weapon that can be used tonight, as soon as the fire startles people out of the house, they greet them with stones, forcing the homeless to flee south.

In order to make up for the lack of accuracy, Zhiwen and the others prepared a lot of gravel, in addition to carrying it up with their clothes, each person also had a full bag of gravel to carry with them.

"I don't know how many carts of food will be left in those dozen or so carriages." , Xiao Jie is still sighing, once the fire is set out, and so many people are running away, there is probably nothing left of that food, and he feels distressed when he thinks of this.

Zhiwen patted Xiao Jie on the shoulder, he naturally heard what he said just now, Xiao Jie felt sorry for the food, why didn't he do it, but if he didn't do this, why would the seven of them drive away thousands of displaced people?