The younger sister and younger brother were taken care of by Wang Dali's mother-in-law, Zhao and Uncle Kun, and did not find the fight on the other side of the river; However, the craftsmen saw it from a distance.

Simon Xiao was injured at night, if he hadn't had protective clothing, today next year would be his death day; Rao is like this, and there are also two purple-black marks left on his heavy mouth, and the collarbone in his chest hurts badly when he moves.

According to his feelings, it should be that the collarbone has been broken, but now there is not even a doctor here, so he can only endure the injury.

I didn't think much about it when I was fighting, but looking back at the bloody scene, this was different from catching hares and shooting pheasants in the past, and the rich bloody atmosphere made this young man vomit his breakfast directly.

The convoy crossed the river and joined the grain carts left by the grain store, Wang Dali counted the number of people again, and couldn't help but rudely scold, and the military households ran three more, and even the craftsmen also ran away, and this time, even the cover roll was forgotten.

"Zhang Donkey, you are really good, patting your chest to break through the stone pass with Lao Tzu, you ran away when you saw the knife, I can't go back if you want to, it's really too damnish," scolded Wang Dali, he also had no choice.

Since he crossed the river, Xiao Ye was not polite, and with the aftermath of the fight, he took out the roster on the spot and announced that all the artisan households would be assigned to the hundred households, that is, they would become military households. The corpses on the river beach have not yet been buried, and then no one dares to resist this residual threat.

Under Xiao Baihu's indifferent gaze, coupled with Wang Dali's instigation, the craftsmen who had no way out pressed their handprints bitterly.

Commanding the convoy, along the dirt road that was almost covered by wild grass, Xiao Ye and his party slowly drove in the direction of Shiguan.

Wang Meng and Wang Hu took more than a dozen tiger-headed boys, holding captured spears and iron knives, and walked in front of the convoy to open the way; In the first ox cart, Ximen Xiao leaned on the roll of the bed at night and played with the crossbow in his hand.

If it weren't for this guy who appeared in time, today, not only his Simon family, but the entire convoy would have been wiped out on the riverside in the wilderness, and it is difficult to say that it would eventually fall into the belly of the wolf.

Escaping the Gravel Fort is just the first step, what to do in the future; Beside him, his younger brother, who had been asleep, finally woke up, and Han Juan was talking to him with a smile, which made Ximen Xiaoye's heart feel a lot better.

"A man's husband, set up a family to protect the world, I would rather die standing than live on my knees," "Brother Xiao, you must take care of your younger brothers and sisters, your mother is useless, I can't accompany you," his father's sonorous voice, as well as his mother's pure entrustment, flashed in front of him from time to time; Ximen Xiao Ye, who had tears on his face, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the faint white clouds in the sky in a daze, and his red bloody eyes became clear and smart.

I don't have a chance to make a mistake, if I am not careful, the relatives and subordinates in this convoy will end up dead without a place to be buried, what should I do?

Flee? Give Jiang Jie an excuse to be wanted? No, no, that's not what he thinks, and it's not what he can do.

Thinking of Han Baocai's sly smiling face like a fox, Ximen Xiaoye suddenly had an idea, or tie him up and be a dog-headed military advisor for himself; The next moment, he gave up this incredible idea in despair, if he raised a two-skin face, he would die faster in the future.

However, as soon as the word tie appeared, it was like a wild grass stuck in his mind, and it grew wildly, making him think about it drowsily.

"Yang Tianshou," whispered the name, in the depths of Ximen Xiaoye's cold eyes, a trace of warmth flowed, the only private school in this town, he didn't remember, what made him remember was Mr.'s youngest daughter, Yang Mei'er, a little girl who had followed her ass since she was a child.

If it weren't for the family change, next year, Yang Meier would have married into the door.

On the second ox cart, there are all the belongings of the hundred households, and the eye-catching stone mill in the center of the cart, the button, flashes a subtle blue light in the sunlight from time to time.

The convoy traveled for two days, and finally on the third day, the sparse team came to Shiguan; Along the way, the looming skeletons on the side of the road, and several abandoned and barren villages, all indicate the danger of this trip to Shiguan.

Whenever he saw the mottled skeletons on the side of the road, Ximen Xiaoye always wrinkled his brows and ordered Wang Dali to bury him, but he didn't see it, but when he saw it, his conscience was uneasy.

There was a large amount of grain, and the broken silver that Wang Dali picked up was also given to Wang Meng Wang Hu by Ximen Xiaoye casually, this inconspicuous act not only made the two generations of Xiaoqi grateful, but also those boys who followed aside, and their eyes were round.

After the battle on the banks of the Tiger River, Wang Meng and Wang received ten taels of silver each, and the news spread all over the military households overnight, and Wang Dali suddenly found that the hesitation on the faces of everyone in the convoy had decreased somewhat.

Although the silver went through in his hand and returned to Wang Dali's arms again, Wang Meng and Wang Hu at this time were smacking their lips when they walked, and they seemed to be following Xiao Baihu, and they seemed to be very rushed; At the very least, they hadn't taken so many silver taels at all.

Ninety miles north of Xilong, the road was delayed for three days, and everyone who rushed to Shiguan saw the vague original Shiguan in their memories again, and they were all sad and panicked.

The low and continuous bare stone hills on both sides, the mountain pass more than a mile wide, the gables have been invisible, and among the tall barren grasses, a sparsely visible stone road tells the prosperity of the past; But now, Ximen Xiao Ye, who is sitting on the ox cart, is also a big head.

If you want to guard the stone pass, you must build the gable of the pass, this kind of huge gable, even if the Suzhou Weifu comes to do it, it will take a year and a half, and the silver and grain will be gone, not to mention the matter of repairing the fort; Wang Blacksmith, who hurried up from the team, walked to the side of the hundred cars, and his face was also bitter

"Lord Baihu, there was a land temple there in the early years, and I don't know if it has fallen, let's go there and settle down first," Wang Dali stretched out his hand and pointed to the hill five miles away on the left, Ximen Xiaoye looked up for a while, and vaguely saw the low remnants of the wall, so he could only nod helplessly.

On the hill southwest side of Shiguan, on a long gentle slope, the vague path, the ox cart can no longer travel, Wang Dali sent people to the land temple to check the terrain, while directing people to unload the ploughing cattle and cattle, tie the grain to the back of the oxen, and send it to the mountain one by one; He did not let go of the dozens of ox carts piled up under the mountain, and asked the carpenters in the military household to disassemble them and carry them up the mountain.

You know, on the rocky mountains nearby, you can't see even the thick little trees, and the source of the wood can only point to these ox carts.

On the top of the mountain, a hundred acres of flat ruins, sparse trees, a large area of barren grass that is not around the waist, except for a circle of low stone walls, the whole land temple can no longer see the face, fortunately, the ground here is covered with a thick layer of soil, and three or five poplar trees are crookedly whirling.

Now that it was decided that they wanted to stay here temporarily, there was always a place to live, and with Wang Dali's command, everyone first set up a wooden hut by the wall, covered it with thick wild grass, and finally settled the food.

With a carpenter as the backbone, the ox cart that was all dismantled into timber was built, and under the hot sun, a simple shed attached to the stone wall was built to settle down a family; Behind the Land Temple, Wang Meng and his brothers led people to find the place where they used to draw water.

After getting the news, Ximen Xiao Yeqiang endured the pain in his chest, and also came to the backyard of the Land Temple, walked to the collapsed wall, stretched out his head and looked out, good my mother, there was a cliff behind him.

It seems to be a small stone mountain, but the back of the mountain is a knife-like stone wall that is seven or eight feet high, and a small stream can be seen flowing in a woodland below.

"Wang Dali, dispatch manpower, we must set up the derrick for drawing water today," there are priorities, but people can't go without water for a day, and there is not much water in the leather bag; The poplar trees on the top of the hill were also struck and unceremoniously cut down by the carpenter.

Wang Dali is a thoughtful person, in the military household, and he is close to him, but he is not in a hurry to arrange a wooden shed, a total of 61 households and more than 200 people, outside the stone wall of the land temple, he arranged for 40 households to live in the wooden shed, and let him lead the rest into the ruins of the land temple, clean it up casually, everyone is the same, each find a place to rest in the open air.

"It's summer now, it's not so cold at night, and it's dawn to endure it," in front of the old brother who was good, Wang Dali didn't hide it, "Nearly 100 households are close to people, and now we don't lack food, wood, there is it under the back mountain,"

"Tomorrow trim the derrick bucket, a group of two, take turns to go to the back mountain to draw water, a group of four people on the mountain to hang water, the rest of the old people and children are pulling weeds on the mountain, and those who can do it can follow me to cut down trees," With the authorization of 100 households, Wang Dali carried an iron knife and began the first major operation in Shiguan.

At a glance, we know that it is impossible to grow food, so the distinction between military households and artisan households is blurred, and collective action is inevitable.

"Guo Erbao, Zhang Hao," with the instructions of Ximen Xiao on the night road, Wang Dali did not dare to snub these military households, and first selected two sergeants from hundreds of households, but unfortunately, Guo Erbao lost an arm, Zhang Hao was shot blind in his left eye, and the heads of other military families were basically injured.

"You two take eight sergeants, and there is no other task, that is, to take care of our food, if it is drenched in the rain and blown by the wind, I will not have a good time with the hundred households," Wang Dali's arrangement made the old military households led by Guo Erbao and Zhang Hao have faces full of gratitude; With work, there is naturally food to distribute every day.

"Old Cui, you choose nine craftsmen, and from tomorrow you will repair the stone wall and tidy up the ground,"

"Carpenter Lin Shansheng, you choose nine craftsmen, and you will go down the mountain to cut wood from tomorrow, and it depends on you whether you can live in a house that shelters from the rain,"

There are a lot of things to do when I first arrive, just a hundred households are not allowed to use his stone mill, Wang Dali has to arrange four craftsmen, quarry on the spot to make a pair, and there are a lot of cattle to grind.

Unconsciously, Wang Dali arranged eight groups of people, and the ration distribution was naturally implemented in his own hands, no one could find out that he was sending people according to the establishment of Xiaoqi, and whether anyone could be favored by hundreds of households in the future was not his business.

The other two small flags, the hundred households have already arranged Wang Meng and Wang Hu, he does not dare to command at will, and he is happy to laugh if he can do a good job in logistics.

Under the stone wall of the main hall of the Land Temple, under the dim torches, the thatch was covered with bedding, and after Ximen Xiao urged the younger siblings to sleep, he sat upright in front of the millstone; He now finally understood that this millstone had to bask in the sun for a day during the day, and only turn one thing out at night, yes, it was the same.

On the way to Shiguan, on the first night, he got a second crossbow, and there were ten short arrows, not many of them, and he rewarded Wang Meng, but Wang Hu was greedy.

The next day, the kind-hearted Wang Hu was too attentive and covered the grinding disc with a piece of felt, which made Ximen Xiao depressed for most of the night, and after asking his sister carefully, he called Wang Hu aside and reprimanded him for a long time.

On the third day, the sky was gray and the sun could not be seen, and Simon Xiao still found nothing at night.

After going to the land temple, Ximen Xiao Ye simply handed over his military crossbow to Wang Hu, "Explore the surrounding terrain, come back from hunting by the way, and get a lot of rewards," The two brothers each took ten and a half children, and happily disappeared.

At dawn, everyone ate their meals and got busy gratefully, there is no breakfast on weekdays, but the small hundred households are rewarded, so can they still steal and play tricks? That's going to be the backbone.

Wang Meng's team came back first, except for the two boys who were injured in their feet, and they didn't hit a single prey, living creatures and dead targets are two different things, Ximen Xiaoye didn't say much, let them go to rest.

When Wang Hu's team came back, it was already noon, and the two hares handed over, Ximen Xiao looked at them at night, good guys, they knew how to use continuous hair, and the meat was shot poorly, so let them take it and eat it themselves.

In the evening, Ximen Xiaoye took Wang Meng, who had nourished his spirit, to the open space in front of the Land Temple and took out the golden cylinder in his arms.

The weeds were cut very cleanly, and those old and young also had to work hard, Ximen Xiao Ye was about to open the lid of the tube, and Wang Meng on the side said, "Hundred households,"

"When there are no outsiders, call me Brother Xiao, it's still the same as before, don't be angry," Ximen Xiao Ye shook his head and commanded in a low voice, although things happened abruptly, he was still very kind to the people around him.

"Yes, Brother Xiao," Wang Meng replied cautiously, and Ximen Xiao Ye didn't bother to correct the title in his words, "If you have something to say,"

"Well, I think since we are a hundred households, then the duty sentry, and training or something, when will it start," Wang Meng muttered a few words, which made Ximen Xiaoye feel cold, yes, why did he forget the danger of the previous few days, not only was he vigilant, but now that he has subordinates and trained sergeants, wouldn't he grasp the opportunity for revenge in the future.

Ximen Xiaoye, who was tumbling with thoughts in his heart, looked at this equally naïve boy gratefully, "Okay, tonight your team will start patrolling and guarding the sentry, and you will arrange the open and dark sentry, I won't ask,"