Baibi Mountain, Zulang Village, the hall is gloomy, and everyone is full of suffering. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A sect commander crossed the crowd and prayed:

"Great Sect Marshal, please allocate some food to our tribe! In the past seven days, the number of people who have starved to death in our Qixingling has increased by another 466, and the situation is still deteriorating......"

"More than 100 people starved to death in one day yesterday on the mountain, and now the people are panicking, and there are riots everywhere, and if we continue like this, our tribe will be completely finished......"

"Dazong Shuai, the weather is getting hotter, and there are unburied corpses everywhere, if you don't deal with it as soon as possible, I am afraid of causing a plague......"

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Everyone gossiped and complained to Zu Lang about the bitter water, and the purpose was very clear - to ask for food.

Zu Lang is also anxious, his hair has turned half white in the past few days, and these tribal marshals cry and shout to him for rations every day when they open their eyes like eaglets waiting to be fed.

But what about the food? Now he doesn't even have enough food for his own children, barely getting by with one meal a day.

However, the grain of the largest eighteen cottages was burned clean by Zhang Fan, and the rest of the cottages were all small villages, with extremely limited food storage, barely self-sufficient, how could they have spare strength to support others......

But the Yue people of the eighteen chain villages had nowhere to go, so they had to frantically pour into the rest of the small cottages. The people of Shanyue are fierce, and one party agrees to provide accommodation, but refuses to provide food; The other side was furious, we were hungry for a few days and came over the mountains and mountains to ask for help, and if you don't save us when we are dying, don't you force us to die?

So the plea for help turned into snatching, although Zu Lang and the various sect marshals repeatedly called for rational solution to the problem and restraint of emotions. But the hungry people don't listen to anything at all, the contradictions intensify, and the bloodshed of the conflict escalates......

Only at this time did Zu Lang understand the real horror of Zhang Fan, he didn't use a knife to kill, and he could still get the name of benevolence and righteousness.

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A small sect marshal proposed: "Great sect marshal, why don't we go out and grab the food of the Han people?" ”

Someone immediately objected: "Nowadays, ordinary Han people, who still has food rations at home?" It's a drop in the bucket if you rob it, and it won't help. If you want to rob or rob the wealthy family, but the big families with stored grain are heavily defended, and they have a large number of private soldiers and generals, and now the excellent soldiers of our army are almost lost, how can they have the spare strength to break through the defenses of those wealthy families? ”

Another marshal also objected: "In the past, the Han people let us take what we wanted, because they were afraid of our strong forces, and they did not dare to resist for fear of retaliation. Now the Han people know that our army's vitality has been greatly damaged. Whether it is revenge or hatred, meritorious service, or fame, ambitious people are eyeing us, and they can only be encircled and killed when they go out to plunder. ”

Everyone turned their heads to each other, and they also felt that there was really no spare energy to go out to loot at present. After all, now that his vitality has been greatly damaged, if it weren't for the danger of Baibi Mountain that deterred those Han people, I'm afraid they would have taken advantage of the fire to rob a long time ago. Now that the Han people do not come to attack, it is a fluke, and taking the initiative to provoke is really self-defeating.

A young Yamakoshi clenched his fists and said, "Then what do we do?" Can you just wait to die? ”

A bearded sect marshal groaned again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to say:

"So far, there is only one person who can save us."

Everyone looked at him one after another, Zu Lang's eyes shrank, his eyes looked at him like a knife, his beard did not dare to look at Zu Lang, and he said hard:

Zhang Fan said...... As long as the Grand Marshal is willing to surrender to him on our behalf, he is willing to provide sufficient food to help us tide over the difficulties......"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the big and small sect marshals in the hall had different faces, and there were many discussions.

"I heard that the wheat yield per mu in Huanglongzhai is fifteen stones, and hundreds of pairs of eyes have seen the ...... measured on the spot."

"I heard that all the wasteland near Huanglongzhai has been pioneered by Zhang Fan, and it is estimated that there are no less than 10,000 acres!"

"Isn't that 150,000 stone grain? It's enough for us to eat for more than half a year......"

"It is estimated that looking at the six counties of Jiangdong, in addition to the four surnames, only Zhang Fan can take out so much food in one go......"

"Is Zhang Fan credible? Could he have some intrigues? ”

"Are you stupid? If he wanted to destroy us, he would have slaughtered the village long ago when he broke through Baibi Mountain last time, and he would have spent all this effort? ”

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Zu Lang was furious and scolded:

"Bastard! We can have today, all thanks to Zhang Fan's dog thief, if he didn't burn down the grain house, we would not have today? I don't share the sky with Zhang Fan, you still dare to be a lobbyist for him, disturb my army's heart, and come! Drag me out and chop it off! ”

The beard is not easy to mess with, since he didn't think about surviving when he opened his mouth, at least Zhang Fan's messenger promised to provide enough rations for his family to live, and he died a well-deserved death.

Seeing the guards surrounding him, the bearded man scolded:

"Zu Lang Pifu! It wasn't Zhang Fan who caused us to end up where we are now, but you! Zhang Fan is the general of Pingyue Zhonglang canonized by the Han emperor, and it is our duty to crusade against us, and there is nothing to blame...... In hundreds of years, have there been fewer Han people who have died at our hands? Everyone has different positions, so there's nothing to say......"

"At least he showed mercy to your men three times and twice, and he didn't kill them all when he had the chance...... On this point, he is stronger than any other Han general. Can you do it if you change to another Han Chinese? ”

"As for your Zulang, hum! Arrogance! Stupid! I don't know what to do! Lose all feeling of shame! The reason why the generals and soldiers of our clan have lost all their lives and do not survive is not caused by your wrong decisions? ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became: "If you surrender after being captured for the first time, can we be in the current situation?" If you surrender after being captured for the second time, there is still a chance to undo the current tragedy......"

"For the sake of your so-called pride and honor, you stubbornly refuse to surrender, ignoring the interests of the whole clan, what qualifications do you have to be a great sect commander? was captured twice, and the Yue man who had to be honest and shameful would have died a long time ago to wash away his shame, what face do you still have to live in the world? Phew! ”

The beard and beard were bruised, and while holding on to the pillar with all his strength, he continued to scold, although these words came from the hand of Zhang Fan's messenger, but he obviously felt that the sentences were written in his heart, and he was bound to scold:

"Zulang Xiaoer! You don't care if you lose faith with Zhang Fan...... You ordered the killing of Lu Bao, the son of the patriarch of the Lu clan, will the Lu clan let us go? Not only that, you didn't save your ally Peng Dan when you saw death, and despicably killed Peng Dan's personal guard commander Mo Ya, completely offending Peng Hu...... Now that Peng Hu personally raised the army to take revenge, how can we resist? ”

"You thief steals a high position and does nothing, a general is incapable of killing the three armies, and abandons the clan for his own selfishness, what face do you have to see my ancestors of the Yue clan after death? If the thief and the slave don't die quickly, when will they wait? ”

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The bearded man shouted the last sentence sharply, but he couldn't support it anymore and was dragged out by the guards......

Zu Lang's eyebrows were raised one by one, and a fierce light burst out of his eyes, and when he looked around, everyone looked at him indifferently.

Suddenly, his heart was stuffed, a turbid breath rose from his chest, his throat was extremely dry, his face was flushed, and suddenly his throat was sweet, he couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out-

Weakened, he fell from his seat, his head slammed on the ground, and in a daze, he seemed to see faces with pleasure and indifference, and then he was unconscious...... (To be continued.) )