Li Shanhe sat on his war horse and looked at the village next to him, and hundreds of ragged villagers walked past the land with their various tattered household belongings on their backs. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

These villagers were unkempt and unclothed, and they walked out of the village step by step with sad expressions on their faces. Although there are dilapidated thatched huts behind him, it is the home where he has lived for several lifetimes.

On both sides of the road were Far Eastern officers and soldiers, armed police and musket militiamen, escorting the civilians with their guns in hand, their bayonets glinting in the sunlight.

"Platoon commander, we have searched carefully, and all the people in the village have been persuaded to leave."

Li Shanhe nodded and said, "Let's go too......"

After he finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and left the entrance of the village, and the officers and men of the field division in the village also got on their horses and left the village with a roar.

This time, he led a field platoon and a company of armed police units, as well as two companies of musket militia, and had already forcibly relocated several villages one after another.

They escorted hundreds of villagers, joined up with a large group of people in the distance, and then walked towards the distance in a mighty way. The common people in the ranks were very resistant to the Far Eastern Army forcibly taking them away from their homes.

In the process of migration, there were also several violent rebellions, all of which were some irascible young men in the village, but they were immediately knocked to the ground by the Far Eastern Army with the butts of their guns, and then tied up with ropes and tied to their horses.

The rest of the common people were honest peasants, and in the face of the fierce Far Eastern Army and the bright bayonets, they did not dare to disobey in the slightest, although they were extremely reluctant, but they also packed up their belongings and left their homes.

The whole team walked for nearly a day, and finally came to a nearby official road, where a large number of ragged villagers had gathered, converging into an endless torrent, and they were numb and difficult to move towards the distance.

Li Shanhe waved his hand and ordered the team to stop advancing. Thousands of ordinary people had walked for nearly a day, already exhausted, and had not eaten for a day, and had long been so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs.

As soon as the team stopped, they sat down on the ground and took out some of the only dry food left in the house.

The young men and women are fine, but the old people and children are miserable, they have reached their limit, and if they walk for a few more days, they will have to die on the road.

There was an oppressive atmosphere of sadness all around, many women in the team were crying in low voices, the old people were sighing, and the young men were full of grief and indignation, looking at the officers and soldiers of the Far East with bayonets around them.

Even the bear children who were happy everywhere on weekdays were so hungry that they lost their spirits, leaning on their parents' side one by one, looking at the endless flow of people in the distance with their eyes blank.

"Mother...... I'm ......hungry," a girl of about ten years old, looking at a woman next to her with a wistful face.

A boy a few years old next to him also said, "Mother...... I'm hungry too......"

The woman wiped away her tears and looked at the man in the house. The stout man also had a sad look on his face, he nodded helplessly at the woman, and then turned his head to the other side.

With the consent of the men in the family, the woman took out a dry piece of bread hidden in her arms, and then vigorously broke it in half and divided it among the two children.

The boy, who was already hungry, saw the cake, snatched it from his mother's hand, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth. The girl broke the cake into three pieces and handed it to her father and mother next to her.

The stout man smiled with satisfaction and said, "Erya...... Daddy isn't hungry, you and your mother can eat......"

The girl shook her head firmly, and it was not until her father and mother took the cake that she stuffed the small piece of cake into her mouth. Although the biscuits are hard and poor, Erya has been hungry for a day, and now it is absolutely delicious in the mouth.

"After so many years, I see that the year is getting better and better, but ......" the woman said this, she couldn't say any more, and kept wiping her tears with her hands.

The stout man listened to the woman's complaints, and his heart was not happy, and he scolded impatiently: "What are you crying about, where are we not farming, now that the disaster year has passed, we will not die of hunger if we have land." ”

A villager next to him listened and sighed, "If they let everyone go to another place to farm, it won't be fine." Now that the new dynasty has just been established, I am afraid that this emperor who has just sat in the world will let us do hard labor, then everyone will be miserable, and it will be good to be able to come back half of it when the time comes. ”

When the surrounding villagers heard this, they all panicked. If you really let everyone do hard labor, then this village will be ruined, in the past, every time you remove labor for the government, even if you work near your hometown, when you come back, no matter how strong a man is, he will have to lose a layer of skin.

The stout man frowned and said, "No, in the past, the government asked us to go out to work, and they all chose some young people from the village." But now that the old and young masters in the village are in decline, there is no need for the old people and children to do any hard labor. ”

"That's not necessarily, it is said that in the past, some places built rivers, and the whole village went to the whole village, and in the end, even half of the people did not come back, when did the court take care of the life and death of everyone."

"That'...... It's really not good, everyone is reversed......"

"Fuck your mother's fart, you don't have a wife or children at home, no father and mother......"

"If you don't have it, you have a way to live? It's a dead ...... anyway."

The stout man glanced at the villagers who were clamoring, shook his head and said helplessly: "Everyone is so hungry that they don't even have the strength, how can you let everyone rebel." Look at those soldiers, they are all the elite of the elite, and the officials and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty used to compare with them, that is, the sky and the earth.

He sighed and said, "Don't worry, everyone, wait until you talk...... If you really force everyone to have no way to live, then Lao Tzu will take you against the fucking ......"

This stout man is called Zhou Tong, who used to be an official and soldier, and he has practiced some guns and sticks since he was a child, and he was also a ruthless and brave person. The surrounding villagers listened to his words and fell silent.

At this time, more than a dozen carriages turned down the official road and stopped next to the procession. A group of Far Eastern officers and soldiers jumped out of the car and shouted at the musket militia standing guard next to them: "Immediately organize the team and divide the food......

When the people in the surrounding teams heard this, they were immediately excited, and they got up from the ground one after another, wanting to rush over to grab food, but the team was completely chaotic.

The officers and soldiers of the Far East on duty nearby picked up their whips and rifle butts, and desperately whipped the chaotic villagers, and it took a long time to reorganize the team.

A dozen Far Eastern officers and soldiers escorting the wagons were each given a cloth bag and a wooden kettle filled with water. Inside the cloth bag are divided paper bags with fried noodles inside. In order to prevent the occurrence of epidemics, the water in the kettle is also boiled cold boiled water. (To be continued.) )