A dozen Mo Yi left the crowd and stayed behind the homeless people, each with a man who didn't look so weak by his side.

"If you want to control 10,000 people, you only need a dozen people. ”

Bai Gongzi's face was full of sarcastic sneers, she had expected this, but it didn't mean that she could be indifferent.

The dozen or so men didn't realize what they were about to face at first, until Mo Yi cut off a man's head in silence.

A scream of fear erupted, and Bai Gongzi waved his hand, letting the people of the Cao Gang drive away passers-by, what was going to happen here was not suitable for too many people to see.

"It was the boat gang who asked us to come! I ......."

He was a really smart man, and he reacted quickly, but unfortunately he couldn't finish speaking, Mo Yi didn't say a word, and cut off his head as he did just now.

Screams of despair fell silent as blood splattered and the men on their knees trembled and began to think about how they could escape death.

Then another man was killed.

"It was a man with a southern accent who came to me," a man began to speak, his voice shaking as he spoke, "I don't believe it, he ......"

On one side, another trembling and speechless man died.

"Take me to meet a young man, a Confucian disciple......"

Then another man's head fell, rolling in a pool of blood.

Mo Yi's movements are like a precise clock, marking the passage of time with death, urging the people on their knees.

"He's a northerner, but he's always lived in the south......"

Another man died.

The man finally despaired, he couldn't find a reason to let Mo Yi choose the next person not him.

"What I said is true!"

Everyone else was the same, and again, they began to scream incoherently, begging Moichi to spare him in meaningless words.

Then Moyi stopped.

He let out a long breath, covered in blood, like an unqualified butcher's apprentice.

". ”

At the end of the song, everyone dispersed, Bai Gongzi waved his hand, and the cao worker stepped forward to clean up the body, carrying a wooden barrel to wash away the blood, and everything returned to calm, just like countless ordinary afternoons in the past.

Bai Gongzi glanced at the crowd in the distance, turned around and walked onto a boat.

Liu Dalong is already waiting.

"Although I was lucky to get through it safely this time, I'm afraid of ......" In the face of the homeless people, the Cao Gang almost had to be crushed into powder, Liu Dalong didn't even have the patience to greet him, he didn't believe that Bai Gongzi could do anything at all, but he still wanted to hear from her that there was a glimmer of hope remaining, "If we do it again, we ......"

Mo Yi had already crushed their spirits, even if this group of people could still stand together one by one, they didn't dare to make a move against Cao Gong. ”

"I heard the news...... Liu Dalong's heart was full of fear, and some news made him involuntarily wonder if the person in front of him was willing to help him, "There are more homeless people coming here......

"Mo Yi single-handedly stopped these people, then some people won't waste time trying a second time," Bai Gongzi didn't tell Liu Dalong how grand and strict her plan was, because there were probably only a few people in this world who could understand the necessity of this plan, "Your fate is in his hands, and there is still a glimmer of hope." ”

"Will he succeed?"

Bai Gongzi smiled and didn't say anything more.

......

Mo Yi took the displaced people to a barren beach by the river outside the city, where the disciples of the Mo family had opened up a clearing, set up tents, and lit bonfires, barely enough to accommodate the displaced people for the night.

He hadn't stayed here for long, the Tianxin Sword had exhausted him, but Mo Yi had something to do.

When Bai Gongzi lit an oil lamp on a small boat, Mo Yi jumped onto the deck.

"If you keep doing this, sooner or later the Heavenly Heart Sword will turn you into a madman. ”

Bai Gongzi stood in front of a bean lamp, dressed in white, with an elegant posture, like a jade tree in the wind, but behind her, the shadow was pulled into a strange shape by the swaying firelight, showing teeth and claws, like a demon.

"You and I don't know if we can survive today, so what's the point of those little things?"

Mo Yi sat on the deck, looking at the flowing water that slowly fell into darkness, his tone full of exhaustion.

"Why don't you go to the emperor, what are you doing here?"

"Is that man telling the truth?"

Bai Gongzi was silent for a moment, and then laughed.

"You mean, the Boat Gang let the outcasts here?"

"Yes. ”

"That's not true. ”

"Perhaps," Mo Yi was really tired, and every word that came out of his mouth as he spoke was like a sigh, "It's someone from the boat gang who carries you on your back......"

"Whether it's the Jiangshui Boat Gang or the Cao Gang," Bai Gongzi's tone was calm, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "No one can carry me behind my back to do things that I don't allow." ”

"There is no reason for Confucianism to do that. ”

"Shen Zheng is not me, and Confucianism does not hold the Jiangnan family in his hands like I control the Cao Gang," Bai Gongzi turned around and looked at Mo Yi's side face, the fire flickered, his eyes were like a black bead, and there was also a small flame flickering inside, "It is such a group of stupid people who create the homeless. ”

"I see. ”

Mo Yi stood up.

"The Jiangnan family has been out of the control of Confucianism, do you still believe that I can succeed?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether you succeed or not. But now, the silver lining in front of us is what you snatched. ”

Mo Yi didn't say anything, jumped off the boat, and disappeared into the night.

Bai Gongzi stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the night, silent for a long time.

"Childe?"

With the sound of water, the leader of the Jiangshui Boat Gang jumped onto the deck, he wiped the water from his face casually, and stood respectfully in front of Bai Gongzi.

Bai Gongzi stood quietly and was silent for a long time.

"You're here. ”

"I heard that Mo Yi ......"

"Don't worry about him," Bai Gongzi waved his hand, "You continue to gather the displaced people, don't take them to the north again, stay on the bank of the river, find the Mo family, and ask them for help." ”

"What about weapons and grain?"

"It's business as usual. ”

......

"Are there enough weapons and food?"

Wang Baobao sat under the candle flame, tossing and turning and fiddling with the calculations.

Xiang Wu was opposite him, also calculating the materials needed by the army with calculations, both of them were engrossed, and there was only the sound of calculations colliding with each other in the big tent.

"Not enough. ”

Wang Baobao raised his head and let out a long breath, spread his hands, and a large handful of calculations in his hands fell on the table, making a mess.

"So much?"

"Half a year. ”

Xiang Wu said as he flicked the calculation chip in his hand, and finally calculated the result, and picked up the pen in his free hand to write down a number on the paper at hand.