About 5 to 600 meters in front of the vehicle, a small village appeared, surrounded by no fence and open. As far as the eye can see, the sparse houses are scattered in an orderly manner, and some thatched roofs are gray and yellow in the sun, old and desolate.

The sky was low, the clouds were falling, and the wind was roaring low, carrying up large clouds of sand and dust and throwing them into the air. Chen Ying heard a clear dog barking from the village, but other than that, there was no figure of labor in the fields on both sides, and no villagers came out to see the excitement.

It seems that the group of displaced people has taken over the small village. At this moment, they were gathering at the entrance of the village, and surrounded the Li family's convoy at the head in a black manner, as Ye Qing said before, there were at least six or seven hundred people, maybe more.

"It's not all homeless." After observing for a moment, Chen Ying said.

This group of people is still distinguished by the inner and outer circles, the real homeless people account for about seventy percent, although the number is superior, but they are obviously in a weak position, and the remaining thirty percent of the young and strong "rice heads" are standing on the periphery, each holding shovels, hoes, wooden sticks and other weapons, they are the strong side.

Ye Qing glanced at Chen Ying, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. This surprise was not for Chen Ying's judgment, but because Chen Ying, like her, was also holding the door with one hand, and most of her body leaned out of the car, her body was stable.

This seemingly ordinary action is actually difficult to maintain balance, but Chen Ying does it like a light weight, and Ye Qing's surprise comes from this.

At this time, the crowd at the entrance of the village was already approaching the carriage, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, even though someone shouted loudly:

"This is a car selling rice to other provinces!"

"These days the dog thieves who killed them sold white rice to other provinces in order to raise the price, but they told us to eat grass and soil, what a black-hearted dog thing!"

The sound caused a commotion among the homeless people, and the crowd moved faster and faster, from merely blocking the carriage, to approaching, to surrounding, in a total of about a minute, and soon the road to the small village was blocked.

"Do dogs have a conscience?"

"Hand over the rice!"

"Give my child a bite to eat! Kind lady, my child has been hungry for days! ”

The incendiary cries were soon mixed with real cries, and the curses and wails overlapped each other, and the waves grew louder and more alarming.

"There's white rice in the car, it's enough for us to share!" Another shrill cry rang out, almost piercing a person's eardrum.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then there was a "bang" of chaos.

There is white rice in the car!

Enough white rice for everyone!

Struggling on the line of death every day, being enslaved and oppressed, what could make people's eyes red more than these two sentences?

"You can't be a starving ghost if you die, everyone has a full meal, fuck it!" Louder and more piercing cries rang out, like a scoop of hot oil poured on a fire, stirring up even greater confusion. The emotions of the displaced people became more and more difficult to control at this moment, and the commotion in the crowd became more and more intense.

I don't know who took the lead, or everyone was provoked, in the blink of an eye, the convoy was tightly surrounded by the crowd, they pushed, squeezed, roared, wailed, one by one thin hands slapped the carriage hard, beat if it didn't move, hammered and pushed, half-grown children also squeezed in, jumped on the roof of the car to pick the door with their hands, and even bit it with their teeth, the sound of "bang bang" instantly resounded in the wilderness, and the carriage kept shaking, like a lonely boat in the angry sea, squeezed and subverted by the turbulent waves, and gradually fell to the side.

Those with weapons in their hands had long since withdrawn from the circle, watching the scene coldly, like a group of hunters driving away hounds.

Chen Ying noticed that the drivers of the cars had jumped out of the car as soon as possible, and were squatting on Tian Long next to him with their heads in their hands, neither running away nor calling for help, and the group of rice heads didn't care about them.

I'm afraid this is the rule of the way.

Chen Ying guessed.

"Dog!" Looking at the crowd in front of him, who were obviously not good, Ma Laosi scolded in a low voice, his hand had been removed from his waist, and when he turned his head to look at Ye Qing, a fierce light appeared in his eyes: "Can't go up?" ”

She is their chief.

Chen Ying discovered this as early as after Ye Qing got into the car, those coachmen, no, it should be said that those people from the rivers and lakes obeyed Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qing was silent for a moment, opened his mouth, and suddenly turned his head with a grim expression.

"Horse team!" Ma Laosi moved faster than her, and at some point he had already jumped off the mule cart and put his ear to the ground to listen.

Chen Ying noticed that the knuckles of his fingers on the ground were a little white.

"Not less than thirty horsemen." After listening for a while, he said, stood up and spat on the palm of his hand, and his expression became more and more fierce: "It must be coming for us." ”

Meng Qing didn't speak, only nodded.

The strange arrival of this horse team, combined with the interception of the displaced people in front, its intention is self-evident.

"His grandmother's." A low curse came out of Ma Laosi's mouth, and then he drew his long knife from under the wheel.

The shiny blade glowed in the sunlight, and he looked at the rear of the car with his knife, no longer paying attention to the rioting homeless people in front of him.

Chen Ying heard Ni's inhalation behind him.

At this time, the other two coachmen also drew their long knives and walked over, standing side by side with Ma Laosi, the tip of the knife dragging a long mark on the yellow earth, and then it was buried by the wind and sand.

The sun hung obliquely in the westerly sky, the wind was getting stronger, the sand was dusty, and the air was filled with a pungent smell, and even the sky became dark.

Chen Ying turned his head to review.

They were on a wide mountain road, and the loess road that had come from them stretched to the rear, gradually being squeezed into a curve by the mountains.

"How far is the pursuer?" Chen Ying asked Ye Qing.

Ye Qing jumped out of the car, and threw his plain voice into the wind: "Half burnt incense." ”

Chen Ying continued to ask: "There are only four of you, can you deal with it?" ”

The pursuers of the thirty cavalry, under the most optimistic circumstances, at least half of them are proficient in martial arts, plus those homeless people who are true and false and half rioting at the entrance of the village in front, the combat effectiveness is already dozens of times that of their own. On their side, there are a large number of helpless women and children in need of protection.

"There's a path." As he spoke, Ye Qing's gaze swept over the village in front of him.

Among the group of rice heads standing on the periphery, someone had already noticed the Han family caravan a mile away, and a few people were hesitantly walking out of the crowd, looking like they wanted to rush over.

"Over there, five miles later, turn south." Ye Qing raised his hand and pointed to the side of the mountain road facing east, and walked forward.

"This ...... Hero, where are you going? Guo Wan also got out of the car at this time, and asked when she saw this.

Ye Qing didn't speak, and his footsteps didn't pause at all.