200,000 refugees from Jiangxia poured into Xiangyang, and these refugees who had not enough to eat and froze to death along the way didn't even know if the butcher would give them a bite to eat.

Recently, I occasionally heard that the butcher was actually a good person for the people, but after all, it was a rumor, Liu Zhang's murderous reputation was in the past, and the shadow could not be removed.

And among them, 100,000 people originally escaped from Xiangyang, and now if they go back, no matter how kind the butcher is, will he be so kind?

But no matter how much suspicion there is, Jiangxia does not contain them, and they have nowhere to go except Xiangyang.

But these anxious refugees didn't know that all parties in Xiangyang were waiting for their arrival, the Sichuan army was preparing food for them, building porridge sheds and camps, and the Shi clan was also raising food, and under Liu Zhang's "call", they were ready to help the refugees.

Chen Sheng led the original Xiangyang soldiers and the Jingzhou soldiers who were defeated in Xiling, out of the mountains, and secretly marched to Xiangyang.

And Wu Jun, the leader of the anti-Liu Zhang alliance, is also preparing to find an opportunity to assassinate in this chaos.

Wu Jun and the backbone of the alliance climbed a mountain bag and said to the vast and neat soup kitchen sheds outside Xiangyang City: "See? More than 100,000 refugees are arriving here one after another, and in two days, most of the refugees from Jiangxia will arrive, and the scene will be chaotic and groaning. ”

"Yes." Feng Ziyin was very happy to hear Wu Jun call herself the first one.

"You took some people and rushed to the refugee team to preach that Liu Zhang was the reincarnation of the Red Emperor, the king of the mandate of heaven, and their savior."

Feng Ziyin was puzzled: "Brother Wu Jun, we obviously have a common enmity with Liu Zhang, why do we still help him promote his reputation?" ”

Wu Jun smiled softly: "Because only in this way can we have the opportunity to assassinate, and the higher Liu Zhang's status in the hearts of those refugees, once Liu Zhang appears, chaos will definitely occur, and that is a good opportunity for our assassination."

Since it is now rumored everywhere that Liu Zhang's dog thief is the reincarnation of the Red Emperor and the mandate of heaven to be crowned king, we will add a fire to him.

You remember, the more realistic the Xiangjiang stone monument is, the better, so that those refugees worship Liu Zhang, the better, only in this way can we achieve our goal. ”

"Yes." The wind is chanting and holding the sword to receive the order.

"Ling Chen."

"Yes." Qu Lingchen was dressed in white, and stepped out lightly with his sword.

Wu Jun slowed down his tone: "You have the highest martial arts, this assassination task still has to be handed over to you, before most of the refugees arrive, you first rush to the soup kitchen, if Liu Zhang does not appear, it will be fine, if it appears, there is chaos, you immediately blend into the crowd to approach Liu Zhang, and take the opportunity to assassinate." ”

Qu Lingchen was silent for a while, looked at the white tents under the mountains in the distance, frowned lightly and said, "Chief, isn't it good for us to do this, Liu Zhang is relieving the victims after all, can't we change the time?" ”

Wu Jun chuckled and said: "Liu Zhang, it's just fake benevolence and righteousness, and there is countless innocent blood on his hands, do you think he will really be kind enough to save these victims?" Wu Jun saw that Qu Lingchen couldn't bear it, and said in a deep voice: "Lingchen, don't forget the unjust souls of your family of more than seventy people." ”

Qu Lingchen was silent.

"Yang Kai, you bring some good hands to deal with it."

"Yes."

…… Qu Lingchen came to the outskirts of Xiangyang, stood on a dirt bag and looked at the boundless tents, most of which were built by military tents, and there were not many tents in the Sichuan army.

In addition, a lot of disaster relief in Liangjiang has been used, and this time, in addition to collecting tents from the clan, some cloth was temporarily made and many wooden sheds were built.

Many tents can see traces of patches of tarpaulin, which are very rudimentary.

The people of Xiangyang also donated a lot of old clothes and food, together with the food of the family and the government in each tent, the family has a family flag, the government accounts for about half, and now there are still very few victims, and the tents are basically empty.

With such a large scale, is Liu Zhang really pretentious?

Two days ago, the Sichuan army announced a high-profile attack on the enemy army on the four routes, and everyone in Jingxiang knew that Liu Zhang had always practiced what he said, but now there was no movement, and between the tents, there were soldiers standing guard, and rows of patrolling soldiers holding spears patrolled between the tent streets.

"The Sichuan army stopped the offensive because it wanted to resettle the victims."

Qu Lingchen looked at all this in front of him steadily, and suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was a little loose, and he was so weak that he wanted to slide down, "Is it really okay to assassinate him at this time?" ”

"I am the man of the world." Qu Lingchen thought of the high-spirited son on Yunmengze Island.

"Liu Zhang, are you acting coyly, or are you really for the people of the world, if you are for the people of the world, why do you want to kill so many innocent lives?"

"The son has Chu Min in his heart, and Chu Min votes for the son Yu Jiang." This sentence was said to him by himself at that time, is he also "Chu Min" now?

"Forget it." Qu Lingchen sighed lightly: "With such a dense military column, even if I can assassinate you, I won't survive, so let everything end in two days." ”

Ten years of study in the mountains, has not been ignorant of the world, just down the mountain, even went to Chengdu four science to the place, after that...... Brazil's grave, Yun Mengze's heart, Guiyang's unbearable ...... One thing after another entangled himself, Qu Lingchen felt so tired, and he had long wanted to end his life.

………… Fan Lixiang tent.

Fan Lixiang threw a roll of bamboo slips to Xing Daorong: "You go and help Liu Min, after the matter is completed, give this to him, and tell him to lead the troops well, you can train the soldiers exactly according to his ideas, don't care about the previous orders, what you have in your hand is the new military regulations of our Shenwei Army." ”

"Won't the general go with you?"

"What are you kidding, so many people are providing disaster relief, how can I be missing?"

Xing Daorong glanced at the bamboo slip in his hand, and said to Fan Lixiang with a smile: "How many people does the general plan to give me?" ”

"Bring thirty or fifty of your own soldiers." Fan Lixiang said lightly.

"What? Thirty or fifty, or three or five thousand? ”

"It's all wrong, it's twenty or thirty."

Xing Daorong looked at Fan Lixiang sullenly, not daring to speak again, but he was unwilling.

Fan Lixiang got up from her seat and patted her shoulder: "Do you think this battle will be useful to you?" You went to Jiangbei, Jingling Hanyang two small cities, already in our hands, you are responsible for guarding a ready-made city, how many soldiers and horses do you need? ”

", I'll keep the soldiers and horses here for use."

Xing Daorong was very unhappy, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and walked away.

Chen said to Fan Lixiang: "General, why don't you give Xing Daorong some more soldiers and horses, in case General Liu makes a mistake, it's good to deal with it." ”

A long time ago, Fan Lixiang transferred his troops to Jiangbei along with those refugees who had fled.

Now in Jingling Hanyang, a large number of people are Fan Lixiang, and the two small cities are within easy reach.

It's just that Chen Ying still wants to consult everything.

"Don't worry, everyone's attention is on the 200,000 refugees now, there will be no accidents, these soldiers and horses are kept for me, practice well, even if they don't know any formations, they can't cooperate with offense and defense, at least let them have a little spirit, and when the time comes, if you dare to rush forward, you will follow this, and train to the death, it doesn't matter how much is left."

Chen Ying's expression twisted, it seems that Fan Lixiang is going to play the real thing.

"Also, watching Pang Tong."

"The general still wants to attack Pang Tong?" Chen Ying said solemnly, since he came back on a rainy night last time, Fan Lixiang had withdrawn the people who were monitoring Pang Tong, and Chen Ying originally thought that Fan Lixiang had given up.

Fan Lixiang raised her eyebrows, like deep pond eyes looking ahead: "Pang Tong can't be used by the lord, after my careful observation, the lord doesn't seem to be able to do anything to Pang Tong, then I, Fan Lixiang, will do it for me." ”

"But......" Chen Ying wanted to say but stopped.

Fan Lixiang lay on her back on the hidden sac, looked at Chen Ying and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that I won't be able to fight that Pang Tong, don't worry, there is a way to deal with smart people, for Pang Tong, I won't calculate him, it's a waste of effort."

You just need to send someone to monitor him, and then what we have to do is wait, wait for the opportunity, wait for the right time, and then seize the opportunity, as long as the time comes, the day will kill him, and it will be difficult for him not to die. ”

Fan Lixiang made a five-finger fist movement.

Chen Ying looked at Fan Lixiang and found that this former young lady didn't seem to have changed, she was still as scheming and ruthless as before, and it seemed to have changed, what she did in the past was for two purposes, one was to keep her official position, and the second thing was to save her life, but now, dealing with Pang Tong seems to have nothing to do with either.

………… Nearly 200,000 refugees entered the outskirts of Xiangyang, and a large number of soldiers of the Sichuan army drove out of the camp.

Looking at the murderous Sichuan army, the refugees were a little panicked, until those Sichuan soldiers were distributed in the field, separating the entire field into a road, and the refugees were isolated, although the process was a little rough, but there were no casualties.

Looking ahead of each road, a young general began to prevent the refugees from entering the tent area in order, and the refugees finally understood the intentions of the Sichuan army.

The refugees were divided into dozens of roads and were guided by soldiers into the tent areas, where there were already people inside, bowls and rice buckets were placed on the tables in front of the tents, and a large pot was behind every ten tents, where food was boiled.

The refugees walked in the middle of the tents as if they were shopping, and the smell of wild vegetables and porridge wafted into their noses, and the refugees who had not eaten a good meal in days were full of eagerness.

But instead of being taken to eat, the refugees were first taken into a large tent as large as a square, covered with patches of straw, and they knew that this should be their own place to live, and although it was simple, it was better than running in the rain for a few days.

There are many such big tents, when entering the big tents, the refugees will receive a piece of clothing, all old clothes, materials and styles of all kinds, some have holes, some are still luxurious, these are donated by millions of people and clans in Xiangyang.

In many poor families, a piece of clothing is also worn and worn at home, mended and mended, father to son, son to brother, brother to grandson, it is normal to wear a piece of clothing for more than ten years.

But since the last ceremony, after Fan Lixiang's touching speech, after the Xiangjiang stele stone figure was unearthed, these people still gritted their teeth and donated their torn clothes.

Some of the refugees who escaped from Xiangyang and came back couldn't help but have red eyes, took dry clothes, received a bamboo stick, and did not even dare to lift their heads, so they entered the tent.

The bamboo skewer is marked with the bed number, which is actually the serial number of the straw shop, each according to the label to find their own position, they do not know the word, can only find according to the symbol.

In fact, even if you know the words, it is useless, because the above are the Arabic numerals that Liu Zhang asked to mark, and in the whole world, except for Liu Zhang and Huang Yue, there is no third person who knows it.

In two days, 200,000 bamboo sticks, and they had to be marked at the head of the bed, which was a huge project, and the time was pressing, so Liu Zhang had to give the officials who prepared this idea.

What Liu Zhang didn't expect was that after this disaster relief, Arabic numerals began to become popular all over the world, it is not only concise, easy to write, easy to calculate, but also a sign of love, as long as you see it, you can see the scene of 200,000 refugees being rescued outside Xiangyang City, making all the victims unforgettable.

This rescue is the comprehensive unity of Xiangyang, the clan, the government and the people, almost all of them have made the greatest strength, and it is also the largest and most stable rescue at one time before the Three Kingdoms, which is unprecedented, and the Arabic numerals are the witnesses of this rescue.

200,000 refugees were led to the tents in an orderly manner, and then took their own numbers to the corresponding soup kitchen to receive meals, the whole tent area was full of people, but there was no chaos, some mothers were feeding their children porridge, some young people were serving the elderly, some people who had died on the road were crying silently, and some people who were originally from Xiangyang but were now refugees were in a daze.

The soldiers monitored the pot in which the porridge was cooked, whether it was cooked before scooping it out, and the military doctor shuttled between the tents, and those with fever were immediately isolated and treated.

Only some young people seemed to have nothing to do, drank gruel in a few sips, and looked around.

"Do you have venison soup to drink?" A young man went to the tent of a clan and asked, next to the tent was a huge word "Pang".

"Wild deer don't lay eggs this season." The soup kitchen replied casually.

The young man immediately approached and whispered, "Descendants of Huangxiang." ”

"Advanced in the city, three watches after night." The soup kitchen man brought a bowl of gruel to the young man.

The young man lifted the bowl, laughed, and said loudly: "Thank you, it's a pity that there is no meat." ”

Qu Lingchen wore a black gauze hat and a cloth coat to mingle among the refugees, and because of the queue, the people brought by Yang Kai were scattered.

Qu Lingchen carefully checked the surrounding environment, and it was orderly, but it was obvious that in addition to Wu Jun's people, there were also a large number of suspicious people, although they were deliberately disguised, but under this order, the difference in expression, with Qu Lingchen's keenness, was also exposed.

"Girl, why are you wearing a veil, there is a tent to live in, you don't need to protect yourself from the rain, take it off."

Qu Lingchen was assigned a private soup kitchen, this tent did not have a banner, it was not an official government or a family, it should have been built voluntarily by ordinary people.

The soup kitchen was an old lady, an old man helped her hand the bowl, and there was a pair of young men and women behind her, the woman boiled the porridge, and the man brought the pot outside. A child prepares vegetables in a tent.

It was the old lady who asked Qu Lingchen, it looks like she should be over sixty, in this era, it is not easy to live to sixty.

"Thank you, Auntie, I'm ugly, I'm afraid of scaring people."

Qu Lingchen replied, walked away with the porridge, and the voice of the old lady sighing came: "Hey, what a beautiful girl, but she can't see it like this, in fact, there is something wrong with her appearance." ”

"yes, you were ugly back then."

"Old man, no serious."

Qu Lingchen looked at the bowl of rice porridge with some yellow bran floating in his hand, his eyes couldn't help but redden, and then looked at the entire tent area, the soldiers who maintained order everywhere, helped the elderly, and captured the children who ran around, the rows of refugees in front of the soup kitchen, and the men licking the bottom of the bowl...... Do you really want to kill Liu Zhang here?

"Liu Zhang, you must not come." I have always hated him in my heart, and I want to take revenge in my dreams, but at this moment, Qu Lingchen doesn't want to see Liu Zhang's figure so much.

………… Pastoral House.

Liu Zhang was discussing with Fazheng Yang Zi, carefully calculating the cost of money and food, Gao Pei came to report, and patted his chest while saying: "Lord, I'm scared to death, there are so many refugees, one after another, filling up so many large pieces."

I thought we had built too many tents, but now I found that there were not enough at all, and there were tens of thousands of people crowded in a big tent, which was called a squeeze, and there was also a soup kitchen, and I only saw the porridge in those cauldrons, gurgling down......"

Fa Zheng and the others all looked at Gao Pei, and Liu Zhang said coldly: "You ran back panting like a cow, just to tell me about this?" ”

Gao Pei was stunned and said: "Of course not, if you want to say, I really admire the lord for wanting to take the trick and sign the ...... Oh, General Zhang came to me to tell me that the refugees are still coming, and the 30,000 troops outside the city are not enough, and they must continue to transfer troops, and there is not enough food.

The most important thing is water, the water for cooking porridge, and the water for the victims to drink, although the refugees did not say anything, but General Zhang said, looking at the actions of those refugees to add lips, you can know that the thin porridge with salt cannot quench their thirst. ”

Fa Zheng frowned: "There is a family share, there is no shortage of food for the time being, and water can also be transported, but in this way, there are more soldiers and manpower to transport water, the secret post in Jingshan found the traces of Chen Sheng's army, except for the soldiers who were ambushed in the southwest of Xiangyang and the soldiers in the surrounding cities of Xiangyang, there are less than 30,000 soldiers and horses in the city, guarding the huge Xiangyang City, if I transfer troops again, I am afraid of ......"

Liu Zhang frowned for a long time, carefully thinking about the deployment of the Sichuan army, and predicting how the clan would attack, but after calculation, Xiangyang City was less than 30,000 people, and they could not defend it.

30,000 people were assigned to the eight city gates, and there were less than 4,000 people left at each city gate, not to mention the heavy troops to defend the pastoral mansion.

"Continue to send it, and then transfer 10,000 people to General Zhang."

"Lord ......"

"In addition, look at what vacancies there are, let the young men and women in the refugees work, just like carrying water, cooking porridge or whatever, you can also go to the government to do work, if the government can't absorb it, you can let those families absorb it, and receive it to work as a short-term worker at home, but no one is allowed to take the opportunity to buy and sell slaves and servants, and those who violate it will be severely punished."

"Yes."

After Gao Pei went, Liu Zhang said to Fa Zheng: "Xiaozhi, let's go to the soup kitchen tomorrow to have a look."

"Yes."

(To be continued)