After passing through the 1,000 soldiers around the mountain, after sparing a circle, a large number of poor people bordered the tail of the 1,000 soldiers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The poor are attached to each other. It was no longer snowing, but the air was still a little cold, and the poor people in thin linen had to huddle together to keep warm.

Slowly squeezing the poor people up, Ye Cheng saw a man holding a young girl in his arms, it seemed that it should be a father and daughter. The two men were small, skinny, and their hair was greasy and shiny, and it was unkempt.

In the cold air, they were wearing only a sackcloth coat similar to a waistcoat, and they shivered with cold.

Ye Cheng looked a little uncomfortable, he took off his robe and draped it over the father and daughter.

The man was a little vigilant, and used one hand to block the girl's body, preventing Ye Cheng from covering the robe.

Ye Cheng knew that the man was only doing this to protect the daughter in his arms, so he didn't care, but smiled. Then he gently let go of his hand, letting the robe fall on the man's arm, and without saying a word, he squeezed it upward.

Now Ye Cheng was wearing only his tattered black suit, with a thin white shirt underneath. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and I shivered with cold. But the above things touched his heart even more, and he didn't have time to think about it so much, so he clasped his hands tightly, hoping that this would ward off the cold.

At this time, I felt a piece of clothing draped over my body behind me.

Zhu Zi'an saw Ye Cheng trembling, so he took off the velvet vest on his body and draped it on Ye Cheng's back.

Ye Cheng turned his head and was a little surprised, "Brother Zi'an, who are you?" ”

After Zhu Zi'an took off his velvet vest, he was still wearing a thicker brown suit, he raised his hands, puffed out his muscles, and said, "Eighth brother, you know my brother's ability to withstand cold, so you wear it quickly."

The ability of the five brothers of the Zhu family to keep out the cold, as long as it is not a snowstorm, they can wear only a simple service and walk on the snow.

Ye Cheng admired it very much, and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Zi'an"

Squeeze hard to get to the place where the conflict is happening.

The poor people were still clamoring to rush to the top:

"Get out of the way, there's a war going on down there, we're going to go up"

"Let's go up there"

"Please let my little one go up and get out of the way"

.......

In front of the crowded pauper, there were a large number of soldiers in white robes with the word "Ya Gong" written on them. The soldiers stood in three rows, from the outside of the mountain road to the inside, holding hands to block the poor.

On the mountain road behind the soldiers is a two-story palace-style building, and the people who live here now are considered to have status. These people naturally look down on the poor people of low status, and unless there is a need for hard work to use the poor, otherwise they will not usually let the poor set foot here.

The poor did not dare to go up to this level easily, because they would be severely beaten if they were discovered.

But now the situation is critical, the mountain is still trembling slightly, and the battle situation below the mountain may spread here at any time, and these poor people feel uneasy, so they will frantically want to take refuge in the mountains.

But those soldiers were desperately besieging the poor as if they had been ordered to die.

When a poor person rushed forward, he beat him with a stick until he retreated.

At the front of the group of poor men, they had all been beaten to the point that their heads were bleeding, and bright red blood was flowing all over their faces. The least injured ones were also blue noses and swollen faces.

But these poor people did not want to give up, and their bodies slowly moved forward, and everyone looked at each other, as if they were ready to rush again.

Ye Cheng was huddled among the poor, worried that this would only exacerbate the conflict, so he quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Wait a minute"

The shouting brought everyone's eyes together.

The pauper's eyes were full of surprise. But there are some people who look with anger in their eyes.

Ye Cheng took advantage of the fact that everyone had calmed down for the time being, and he hurriedly squeezed to the front. Turning to face the poor men with their heads bleeding.

And the five brothers of the Zhu family also protected Cao Rou and stood beside Ye Cheng in parallel.

At this time, a poor man with a face covered in blood looked at Ye Cheng angrily and shouted, "Who are you?" Why stop us," the man said, unconsciously pushing a step back, holding a teenager with his right hand back.

The young man was half sideways behind the man, his face was yellow, and his appearance was slightly mature, with the appearance of a man in his twenties. But the height is only as tall as a man's waist, so he should only be fourteen or fifteen years old.

The boy wore a sackcloth vest with a tattered white cloth coat underneath. His angry eyes were behind the man, staring straight at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng saw the young man's eyes that he wanted to eat people, and his back was a little cold. He slowly raised his head, and more children hiding behind the adults appeared in his sight. Just now I was just thinking about squeezing up, but I didn't look closely.

Some of the children hid behind the adults in fear, and some were full of anger and stern eyes, eager to rush at the soldiers like adults.

These children are supposed to live in an innocent society, be educated in literature, and grow up happily. However, because of poverty and the oppression of the status class, they did not get the rights and education they deserved, and they lost the happiness that they should have enjoyed when they grew up.

Ye Cheng thought of this, which undoubtedly made his heart even more uncomfortable, and he said in a low voice, "I want to help everyone." Now there are soldiers fighting the enemy below, so for a while, the enemy attack will not reach here."

"So you are safe, and I can assure you that the enemy will never rush here"

"What are we fighting to believe in you," shouted the pauper man.

Then the poor people in the back responded one by one:

"yes, who are you? Why should we trust you?"

"What else are you going to do but lie to us?"

"We only believe in ourselves"

"yes, don't talk nonsense with them, let's rush forward"

......

These poor people are oppressed and deceived by the rich all year round.... has become no longer trusting except for people who are the same as themselves. As long as you are facing a rich person, one person will stand up and respond, and everyone will be able to share the same hatred.

Now the anger has become tense, and with a few subtle changes, the poor may really rush upwards like crazy.

"I know you're worried that I'm going to deceive people, but look at the clothes I'm wearing" Ye Cheng took off his vest, leaving behind a tattered black suit, and said cautiously, "Look at what I'm wearing, it's not as tattered as you, I don't have much to do with those rich people, I just want to protect you and protect you from being oppressed"

Under Ye Cheng's words, the poor people who were menacing just now gradually calmed down. They exchanged heads with each other, as if considering the truth of what Ye Cheng said.

Suddenly, a man's voice shouted "Princess, Princess" from behind the soldiers

(To be continued.) )