It's only morning, and it's not yet the time when the crowd is at its highest, and there are a few people in front of the pass, and there are only a few sporadic people rushing here in the distance.

Although the salt in these places is not trained on weekdays, they have some experience in this area, and it is very easy to investigate.

"Not to mention, as soon as I saw the pass of the Inspection Division, I felt a lot more stable."

An old man was supported by a young man and walked over, and the young man also nodded again and again after hearing it, and looked at the salt Ding with waist knives, and there was also a look of envy in his eyes.

"Old man, you don't have to have bad legs, go over quickly, there will be a pass of our inspection department one mile to the south, put your heart in your stomach, this realm is too peaceful!"

The little leader of the salt ding was not pretentious, and waved his hand after speaking, and the two salt ding hurriedly got out of the way, and the old man and the young man thanked him, but it didn't take long for hundreds of people to flock in the distance.

Seeing this number of refugees, the little leader also felt his scalp tingle.

It's been a long time since I've seen so many refugees from the Chishan Realm, where did they come from?

One or two were released, but there were so many people and the small leader couldn't be the master, and more than a dozen salts were like a big enemy, and they stood in front of the pass to block them.

"It's the pass of the Inspection Division, and it's safe to pass!"

"The heroes of the Inspection Division, go and call someone to help, we will be followed by those water thieves, you people can't resist it!"

Water thieves?

When the little leader heard this, he pulled out his waist knife, looked at the man who had just spoken, and shouted:

"Water bandits? This water bandit in the west of Ninghai is the only one left in the Baitiao family in the waves, and this family is still dozens of miles away, when I am a fool? ”

"Where the hell did you come from?"

When he was questioning, the little leader suddenly felt that something was wrong, a black line really appeared in the distance, and the number of people was not less than two thousand.

The little leader hesitated for a long time, and when he saw the men and horses getting closer and closer in the distance, he finally determined that it was a water bandit, and immediately ordered the opening to let the refugees in, followed by a salt ding and stepped on the mule and rushed towards Zhuangzi in Chishan Town.

......

A few miles away, a manor stands quietly outside the Chishan Salt Field, which was built a few months ago when Wang Zheng brought people here, and is now the largest manor of the Inspection Division west of Ninghai.

The salt pans are full of helpers and stove households, some of whom are from the former salt farms, and some of whom have jumped jobs from the nearby health centers to earn a living.

There are several floors of mansions outside the salt field, and there are bursts of shouts here, and I hope that the punishment is leading the Yanding Brigade stationed here all the year round to carry out daily drills.

Xing Yidao held the long knife issued to him by Wang Zheng tightly, and the eagle's face was meticulous, from beginning to end, there was never any smile on his face.

"Stop!"

Without warning, the punishment raised his hand and drank, and all the descendants of the salt Ding were all monks who couldn't figure it out, how to practice it well, and it stopped, but it didn't take long for them to know the answer.

"Oh no, a large group of refugees came from the north, I don't know why!" A lineage of Yanding, who was guarding the door, hurriedly ran in and fell directly to his knees.

Xing Yidao's face did not show any emotion, but he asked in a deep voice:

"But how many refugees there are, can there be news from the various gates?"

"There are more than 1,000 refugees, and there are no borders..."

Before the descendants of the salt ding were finished, a salt ding rushed from outside the manor, and soon after this salt ding, a lot of salt ding came one after another, most of them were in a hurry, and a few people were still injured.

Without exception, these salts brought bad news, and the more he listened to it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't believe it at all.

According to the report of the Yanding Pass in various places, just a few miles away, Langli Baitiao was rushing towards here with more than 2,000 water bandits.

Hearing the news, all the leaders of the salt cubes were all talking, and their eyes were full of fear.

This is a huge disparity, the salt ding brigade stationed here is only one hundred and fifty people, and the number of bandits who come is more than ten times that number.

"What can I do?"

"Why don't we retreat to the salt field first and wait for reinforcements, and wait until the adult's Wendeng soldiers arrive, and then wait for the opportunity to counterattack!"

This kind of voice accounts for the vast majority, many people do not approve of waiting for death in the manor, Xing Yidao has been cold and has not spoken, seeing that the surrounding discussions are getting louder and louder, finally he can't bear it, and shouts:

"Shut up! Refugees come here to seek refuge, if we are also afraid of the enemy and avoid war, and retreat from the battle, what is the difference between Zhang Dacheng and those who are greedy for life and afraid of death? If there are any more people who retreat in vain, don't blame this long knife in my hand for being merciless! ”

After Xing Yidao finished speaking, he looked around with cold eyes, and the scene suddenly fell silent, everyone looked at him in a daze, and then listened to Xing Yidao say:

"Immediately gather the stove households and helpers, and bring the refugees outside the village to the salt field, and the outer courtyard will be guarded by our salt ding, and we must not let a water bandit destroy the salt field!!"

Soon, the victims and the helpers of the manor were all protected to the salt fields, and all the salt dings that could be found were gathered with one sword, counting the hundreds of local salt dings later, there were also seven or eight hundred people, at least not without the strength of a war.

The local salters were originally panicked, but Xing Yidao was at the forefront with his descendants, and the rest of the salts were infected, and they silently pulled out their waist knives.

Not long after, a tattered banner appeared on the distant horizon, and the black and crushed water bandits below, all carrying bright steel knives and steel forks in their hands, fierce and vicious, if ordinary guards saw it, they would definitely be frightened.

The bandits of Jinshui River seemed to have some inventory, and actually found more than a dozen archers to set up a few rounds in the Zhuangzi, and in one place Yan Ding was shot, holding the wound and howling miserably.

Xing Yidao walked over, and in the frightened eyes of the salt ding, a feather arrow inserted in his arm was broken, and there was a hint of concern in his eyes:

"You go to the salt pan to recuperate, and all the salts in your place who are afraid of death should also go in."

The fluttering line of words came out, and Xing Yidao's face was still so unfazed, but the salt in this place was so red that he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

I don't know what to think, the injured Yanding suddenly stood up, pulled his neck and shouted, saying that he didn't want to go in and wait for death, and wanted to kill the water thief with him.

Although the combat effectiveness of the hundreds of places is not as good as that of the descendants of the salt ding, they are all iron-clad men, and the people and stove households are protected behind them.

At the moment, they were all emotional, shouting loudly to defend the salt works to the death, and never let the adults down.

Someone noticed that when Xing Yidao turned around, a smile actually appeared on his face, but this smile was fleeting, as if it had never happened at all.