When they first said that they wanted to live in the frontier, it was impossible for the people of the wilderness tribe not to complain.

The other tribes had redivided their territories, either in their original places, or in the vicinity of the bazaar or capital, and then look at the wilderness, if there was not a Willow tribe at the bottom, they would be the tribe that moved the farthest.

But the tribesmen did not expect that after they arrived at the frontier, the capital would approve such a subsidy.

Looking at such a subsidy, it is an exaggeration to say that as long as you don't eat and drink extravagantly and wastefully in a year, even if you don't have any output, you can barely get by.

Originally, the tribesmen were mentally prepared to survive in the bitter cold land, but the mobile prefabricated house was warm and comfortable, and listening to the envy and admiration of the people in other territories, the tribesmen gradually accepted the current life, and there was a trace of pride.

When the walls were built, the tribesmen patrolled on them, and saw a small group of unknown people coming from afar, the people realized that while enjoying good treatment, they also had a great responsibility.

"Hurry up and report to Lord Pula!"

The sentinels reacted very quickly, and Pula also conducted two exercises in less than a year since she moved here.

By the time the refugees had reached the city, the defensive line of the field had been drawn, and the neat muzzles and archers were on standby.

"Wait! Don't let the arrows go yet. ”

However, when the group got closer, Pula saw an anomaly in them.

They were not attacking armies, but refugees scattered and fleeing.

"Send men to stop them ten miles outside the gates, and make them stop, and surround them, and let them inquire about them."

Pula gave the order, and the people immediately carried it out.

Confirming that the group of people outside the city were not enemy soldiers, the tribesmen were also relieved, but they still had a twelve-point spirit when they came into contact with an unfamiliar group.

"Who are you?"

Pula's chariot was parked at the back of the ranks, ten miles from the city walls, and the artillery fire was out of reach, but the chariots were loaded with weapons, and in the event of any situation, it was easy to counterattack.

"How can there be anyone here?"

The leader of the civilians was a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face, his expression was like ecstasy and despair, and the old and weak women and children behind him were huddled together and looked very frightened.

They were dressed in clothes made of animal skins, which Pura recognized, and these skins were taken from very large beasts, and if this group of people hunted for survival, they were definitely not weak.

Pula was vigilant.

"Help us, please save us!"

The leading middle-aged man is named Bo Cheng, and he will take the leader of the group of people behind him, but because he likes to walk around the territory when he is young, and he can lead everyone through the swamp.

However, there was a wider land to the south of the swamp, and when they came out of the swamp, they lost their direction and did not know where to go.

There were many other people who fled with them, and they did not know where they were going, so they could only instinctively go south, to warm places, so that they could avoid pursuit and find food to eat.

It's just that I didn't expect to go south, and it turned out to be an endless grassland.

In autumn, the grass is gradually turning yellow, and only a few berries are left in the bushes, which are also eaten by birds and other animals, and they have no food to find at all, nor do they expect to meet people.

It's just that these people all have shiny weapons in their hands, and they look like they're going to kill them.

"Is this the enemy from the north?"

Pura frowned fiercely, most of these people were blindly praying and crying when they were questioned, obviously they heard the same language as Nanguo, but their words had a strange accent, and no matter how hard she tried, she felt a little indistinct.

Don't see that it's just a group of refugees who don't have much combat effectiveness, after following the altar for so long, Pula has also learned some skills to see the big from the small.

Isn't the most common reason for war to be that the aggressor could not survive in the place where he originally lived?

Behind this group of refugees, there must be more enemies.

Pula immediately wrote to the capital and arranged for the tribesmen to divide the refugees, who numbered less than fifty, into four places and imprisoned them in a dungeon.

It's not Pula boasting, I'm afraid that the environment of the dungeon is the best place where this group of unlucky people have ever lived, after all, in the spirit of humanitarianism, the dungeon is heated.

Luo Ze and Jun Qianqian took action as soon as they received the battle report from Pula, they first returned to Zihua, declared martial law throughout the country, especially all the defense lines in the north, and then they set off for the field territory.

Just as Pula thought, everyone felt that they were facing the prophesied enemy from the north.

However, the southern kingdom had long been prepared, they had always been prepared for possible invasion, and they were not at all afraid of the battle they would face, except that it was autumn and that they had to organize an autumn harvest in order not to let the grain go to waste in the fields.

Even if the autumn harvest makes it impossible for the southern country to put all their manpower into the war, their weapons are not vegetarian, and they spend so many supplies on exercises every year, so that on this day they can face the enemy and kill with one blow!

"Fortunately, the eldest brother got the tractor out this year."

Jun Qianqian is extremely fortunate that in the past, sheep carts were used to transport harvested grain, but the load capacity of sheep carts is not as good as that of tractors, so it is bound to divide more manpower to catch up with the car, and now even if only two tractors are made, it can also liberate manpower to a large extent.

"If the roads are repaired, we can drive to Pula and deliver food and grass."

However, such a large project as road construction cannot be completed in a year and a half, and now even the reconstruction of the capital's road surface has not yet been completed, and the place where the people of the wilderness live wants to open the road, it will take many days.

"No matter what the situation is in the wilderness, we will bring some people over."

Sometimes a small country is also beneficial, at least with the current transportation capacity, it is not difficult to overcome the geographical span, otherwise as the head of the country, Jun Qianqian and Luo Ze had better guard the center, and it is impossible to go to the border to check the situation in person like now.

"I understand."

Gadot nodded, the two of them were not there, and it was Gadot and Daze who were in charge, Daze was responsible for the scheduling of the guards, and Gadot was in charge of other work.

"Don't worry, we'll be back soon, and the autumn harvest will be over soon."

Jun Qianqian smiled comfortingly at the tribesmen, and stepped onto the goat, and they had to speed up their way over.