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The guards of Datong border town closely monitored the refugees in various places, and Zhang Tinggong even deliberately publicized the news of the Tumuts.

When the refugees began to pick up knives, they were still slashing at their companions, but once the emotions got out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable. The border army of Datong Province patrolled everywhere and destroyed a gang that killed people and sold meat, and more than 20 thugs were beheaded in public, and their bloody heads warned everyone that they could only starve to death and not make chaos. Zhang Tinggong wants to try his best to nip the crazy love in the bud.

At the crossing of Youyu County, there is no business travel, and people in ragged clothes can be seen everywhere. The hungry people didn't care about anything, and no one dared to take any risks except the well-guarded caravans. Zhu Jiazhai, a local tycoon allied with Geng Guang, ordered his own cavalry to maintain order all the way, and the refugees were actually taken over by the Han forces when they arrived here, and it was strictly forbidden to fight and kill each other again.

As Fan Yongdou said, with the current form of the business alliance, there are countless businesses that are willing to join the cooperation. The local green forest in Youyu County is nothing more than to make a living by exploiting small business travelers on weekdays, the business route has been closed for two years, and there has been drought year after year, these people's hometowns are almost empty, and they can't afford to provoke those murderous masters under Geng Guang, so they can only take refuge in Geng Guang's command to eat.

Bao Guang and the other four followed a large group of displaced people, and they were neither fast nor slow, which was the most economical way to walk. The steel knife hanging from his waist was so conspicuous that no one dared to provoke him.

As the day passed, the stomach was hungry again, and the eyes of several people searched everywhere, dreaming that a big pie could fall from the sky.

"Kill Hukou and set up a porridge shed for disaster relief, everyone's

2bnetbsp; Walk fast. The cavalry passing by shouted.

The cavalry of the Zhu family village only killed a few outsiders who dared to block the road and rob on the road a few days ago, and their heads were displayed high, they were much more efficient than those officers and soldiers, and even the government acquiesced in their behavior, and no one cared about the life or death of these foreigners.

At the intersection of ten miles away from Hukou, Shangmeng set up a row of porridge sheds, and the rice soup in the bowl was sparse, and the rice grains precipitated at the bottom of the bowl could be seen at a glance.

The refugees who had just arrived were looking at each other.

"Line up!" The vicious guards whipped the whips in their hands and whipped the refugees who were crowding forward.

"After drinking this bowl of porridge, you have to go to the grassland! You have to think about it! A loud old man in front of the porridge shed was shouting loudly.

Walking to this place, what is the way to live without going to the grassland, it is really verbose, everyone scolds in their hearts, and their eyes are staring at the thin yellow porridge pot.

The refugees lined up to take the bowl of porridge in turn, and after drinking it clean, they still licked their lips reluctantly, and the people behind them urged loudly. After drinking this bowl of gruel, the refugees were divided into a team of about 200 people, led by a soldier of the Han tribe through the mouth of the killing Hu and went out of the fortress.

At the beginning of July, Zhang Tinggong, the governor of Datong, was still worried about the displaced people who had left the fortress, and he had the heart to provide disaster relief, but he had more than enough heart but not enough strength. Since he took office in Datong, even in the year of disaster, his dedication has not helped, and he is already physically and mentally exhausted at this moment. By August, refugees from Shanxi Province had poured into Datong under the propaganda of people from all walks of life, and the grim shape made him wish that these people would disappear in Datong Province.

Zhang Guang, who killed Hukou and garrisoned Hukou, was also ordered by Zhang Zongheng, the governor of Xuanda, to make it as convenient as possible for the displaced people who went out of the fortress. Liu Quan's credit is indispensable here, but Zhang Zongheng, who was anxious by the civil uprising, also wanted to lead the disaster north.

Mixed with the displaced people, Bao Guang walked out of the gate of Hukou and looked up into the distance, and the two mountains mixed with Yongdao were verdant.

Is this the outside of the plug? He took a deep breath, and even the air seemed fresher.

Turning his head and looking back, the three words "kill Hukou" on the city tower are simple and solemn, this is the pass for the Han people to guard their homeland, and it has been stained with countless blood of the Hu people. Now the Han people want to go to the grassland to make a living, and they don't know if they can come back in this life.

More than fifty knights rushed out of the corner, wearing scimitars and carrying longbows at their waists, and shouted for one person: "All line up, and hand over all weapons." ”

Bao Guang touched a steel knife on his body.

"Throw all your weapons on the grass over here, and it won't be good if they are found!" Immediately the knight's words were impatient, and even a fool could hear the threat.

The long spear and short blades were thrown out, and Bao Guang also moved forward, even his life was handed over to this grassland, what is the use of holding a knife again?

On the grassland in the north of Lao Ya Mountain, the displaced people gathered, and the Han Department set up a recruitment office here, and anyone over 16 years old and under 35 years old could sign up.

Afterwards, there will be a special person to test equestrianism, archery, strength, martial arts and endurance, and after passing the test, you can join the Han cavalry. The two soldiers of the recruitment office loudly proclaimed that the soldiers who joined the Han Department did not have to worry about eating and drinking, and they also had a salary of one or two silver every month, and many homeless people enthusiastically signed up.

In two months, Zhai Zhe recruited more than 2,000 physically fit men, and in Xiao Zhiyan's eyes, these people were no different from waste. The vast majority of them have never killed anyone, there are only more than 100 people who know martial arts, and some even can't ride horses, but these people are Zhai Zhe's hope, and no one is born a warrior.

Hundreds of people were brought here every day, and the rest of the Han people were taken away by the Tumut tribe. More than 10,000 Han Chinese had been sent to the wasteland of Tumochuan to begin the hard work of reclamation, and Geriletu, who had a good relationship with the Han people, took advantage of it this time, and if it were not for the fear that the power would expand too quickly and arouse the envy of others, he and Princess Wulan could even occupy a small half of the land divided by the Great Khan.

"Those who are willing to become soldiers of the Han Department come here, as long as they join, we don't have to worry about our stomachs anymore, and we still have a salary of one or two silver every month." The loud soldiers shouted, words they repeated countless times a day.

It's recruitment! Bao Guang quickly understood, and his heart was excited, he thought that walking into the grassland and joining the Tumut tribe was nothing more than doing cattle and horses.

Hanbe!? There is still the power of the Han people in the steppe, and no one wants to join the Mongol tribe if they can stay among the Han people.

Bao Guangda rushed out of the queue in stride.

On the high platform halfway up the mountain, Zhai Zhe sat on a large chair, and every Han person who passed the test would pass in front of him, and it was his jade.

Bao Guang walked up to the two soldiers who were inspecting, trying to cheer up and show his strength. A soldier patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to pass the initial screening. He will then choose one of the various tests such as riding and martial arts, and he will be able to pass guò.

He was followed by four clansmen who had been with him all along.

The selected soldiers looked carefully and asked one by one, "How old are you?" ”

"Thirty-two!"

"Twenty-eight!"

"Thirty-seven!"

The soldiers let them open their mouths and look at their teeth like animals, and let them bounce with their limbs outstretched.

"Thirty-seven can't do it, let's go back!"

The Han Department recruits soldiers, one out of five or six people, Zhai Zhe especially does not want to be too old, and all those who are less than sixteen years old are recruited. This brother of Bao Guang looked quite strong, but he was old and was ruthlessly rejected.

"That man is my brother!" Bao Guang pleaded.

"It's useless if it's you, wait until you join the Han Department and become famous."