The floods in Jiangdong in the spring have displaced tens of thousands of people. When he reported to the imperial court, he only understated it - the embankment had burst, several acres of land had been flooded, dozens of people were missing, and the local officials had reassured the people, and only some people with bad intentions took the opportunity to commit burglary and robbery, and were making every effort to arrest them......

In this way, the emperor was already very unhappy.

When the emperor was very unhappy, Ming Chongshan, the squire of the military department, wanted to come up and propose to transfer the bandit soldiers recruited by Lin Shaoge to Jiangdong for disaster relief, which made the emperor even more unhappy - it was obviously just a trivial matter, and 3,000 soldiers were transferred to the disaster relief? What kind of disaster relief? Where is the disaster?

Emperor Long Yan was displeased, but he was not used to refuting the ministers' proposals in person, but had to wait for another more intimate Aiqing to stand up and oppose it, and then he would rule in the middle.

On that occasion, someone actually stood up and seconded it. This person is the always taciturn prince Xuanyuan to go to evil.

Fortunately, the words spoken by the eldest prince calmed the holy anger in time.

The meaning of the eldest prince is that King Qi and his wife have always been partial to Lin Shaoge, and this time they asked for the title of prince, in fact, many people are not convinced. This time, let the soldiers under Lin Shaoge's command do this simple and easy good deed, which can be regarded as selling him a big favor and blocking the mouths of the people.

Seeing that he was right, the emperor gave way.

When the three thousand people arrived in Jiangdong, they found that as Lin Shaoge expected, the flood was out of control. The province of Sanjiang, which was the most severely affected, had already been starving and dying, and epidemics were rampant. The local officials blindly whitewashed the peace, and every day they deliberately concealed it from General Zhendong, and even more so from the imperial court.

There are many bandits in the province, and on the way to escape from the famine, pick up the hoe is the bandit, and put down the hoe is the victim. From time to time, I heard of a tragedy - someone kindly gave porridge and rice, but was robbed of his property and destroyed all his doors. The news spread quickly, and the people in the neighboring provinces were like facing a great enemy, erecting high walls, and preventing disasters like tigers and wolves. After the incident became serious, the local garrison also closed the road, prohibiting the passage of the victims.

Occasionally, hungry and anxious victims stormed the garrison's blockade line in droves, and there is no need to repeat the tragedy during the period.

Internally and externally, it is only called a bandit.

A few months later, those who survived the famine and epidemic were removed from the category of "people" to a certain extent.

They formed several teams. The number of people is comparable, all around 5,000. All of them are as fierce as wolves and cunning as foxes.

They have metamorphosed into real bandits.

Lose your conscience and destroy your humanity.

They were once ordinary people, crushed by the wheels of fate, and then survived in a twisted form, and then spread the misery and injustice of their own suffering to those who were as vulnerable as they were at the beginning.

The disaster in Jiangdong has stretched for hundreds of miles.

Hong Sanniang is a filial daughter.

When she first fled, her companions persuaded her to throw away her lame old mother, but she refused.

Her filial piety and stubbornness are incomprehensible, everyone thinks that their mother and daughter will die the fastest, but every time I look back, I can see her carrying her old mother, and her two leg bones covered with thin muscles tremble slightly, firmly following the back of the crowd step by step.

Until one day, something happened, and then Hong Sanniang always walked at the front of the crowd. No one wants to recall that incident again, and those who are directly related to it, ...... Nope.

Later, when they passed through a village, some villagers saw that they were ragged and unkempt, and instead of helping, they pinched their noses like beggars and told them to leave their place.

At that time, there were already children who fainted from hunger.

The child's mother saw that the person who came to drive them away actually held a bowl of white rice in his hand, and her head was hot, so she pounced on it and grabbed it.

The man saw a dirty, smelly madwoman rushing towards him, and pushed him with his hand, but this woman had already had her last breath left, and she was pushed and stood unsteadily, and when she fell to the ground, she lost her breath.

This time the crowd fryed.

In retaliation, they raised their hoes and sickles and chopped the murderer into meat sauce on the spot. They did carry weapons - not weapons, just ordinary farming tools. After all, when fleeing, no one can say what will happen, and you always have to bring something to defend yourself, otherwise when you encounter wild beasts, how can people be able to defeat sharp claws and fangs?

When it was over, everyone was stupid. They originally thought that they were not such people, only Hong Sanniang was such a person.

Hong Sanniang stood up.

Her eyes sparkled brightly, and she stood in the pool of blood, speaking impassionedly.

No one remembers what she said, except that after she had said those words, the crowd rushed into the village and chopped up everything they saw in sight—including the animals that could have been eaten.

Then they used the stove in the village to make a fire and cook, and brought it to a paddock, where they stepped on a pool of blood and had a full meal. It was the only full meal in months. The meaning it brings to them is not only to relieve the hunger and cold in the stomach, but also to sublimate the soul. A true rebirth.

Hong Sanniang has since become the core of this team.

They did not stop at this village, but after sweeping away all their belongings and food, they set fire to the village and then ran to the next place.

Hong Sanniang fully demonstrated her talent.

Their team of "righteous divisions" encountered several bandit teams on the way, and under the leadership of Hong Sanniang, they either annihilated all the other parties or absorbed them, and the journey was smooth sailing, and the team continued to grow. Of course, more importantly, Hong Sanniang is born with a keen sense of smell, and every time, she can detect the crisis in advance and take them to avoid other more powerful forces. Finally, when he was about to step out of the Jiangdong territory and perform the ceremony of leaving his homeland, he met those two people.

……

Bang Yue and Shaoge hadn't seen anyone for three days.

Although Shaoge had told Bangyue Jiangdong about the situation in advance, he couldn't help but feel sad and worried when he saw that this official road where guests come and go on weekdays was empty.

At this moment, in the distance, there was a faint sound of gongs and drums drifting in the wind.

Bang Yue was happy in her heart, and gently kicked the belly of the cow with her feet, urging it to hurry up and go forward to see the excitement.

Shao Ge frowned slightly, tightened the reins in his hand, and covered the hilt of the sword with his other hand.

The two got closer and closer, and even Bang Yue smelled the blood in the wind.

The road ahead was crowded with people, forming a large circle, layer upon layer, and there were hundreds of people.

These people beat gongs and drums, and sometimes they cheered.

"Is this a sacrifice?" Bang Yue felt uneasy.

Her mount seemed to feel a great calamity, its nostrils whistling white, its hooves tense, ready to flee at any moment.

Lin Shaogezai squinted carefully and looked forward.

This made Bang Yue a little puzzled - from such a distance, no matter how good her eyesight is, what can she see?

Shaoge himself was a little puzzled. He used to have good eyesight, but he burned his eye when he rescued people in the Akwu fire, and he has not completely healed all these years, and he can only squint when facing the wind and light, otherwise he will shed tears - it is really a very shameless problem.

But today it seems that things are a little different.

He habitually narrowed his eyes, and in a moment, he sensed the problem.

It's not uncomfortable for the eyes!

Don't......