Just when Cao Cao fled in a hurry on the Yanzhou battlefield, he was not the only one in this world who was trying to survive.

The 'Yellow Turban Army' on the battlefield in Yanzhou was not afraid of death, fighting for their lives in order to survive, and fighting each other with the regular army of the imperial court.

And the people who fled from the north to the south and passed through the land of Yongzhou were both lucky and unfortunate compared to the Yellow Turban thieves.

Unfortunately, these people who originally lived in their homeland had to leave their homes because of the war.

Fortunately, these uprooted people did not have to take up arms and fight with the army, and they heard that the court no longer ignored them as poor people.

A barefoot man dressed in short brown and carrying a simple package on his back was walking alone on the official road.

There was fine sweat on his head, and his face was miserable, and it could be seen that the man's skeleton was huge, and now his yellow and thin face was obviously because he had not eaten enough for a long time.

If he was in the age of peace, I have to say that he is also a good hand in the crop field.

Walking barefoot on the official road, he didn't feel any discomfort.

After all, I have been accustomed to this journey, and I am a farmer, and the calluses formed on my feet after years of hard work can also play a certain protective role.

As for straw sandals.

After the straw sandals that were originally woven by hand were worn out during the journey, the man fortunately did not waste any effort to weave them.

"Woooooo

"Daddy!"

"Wake up!"

"It won't be long before we can get to 'Zheng', and we will have food for another day."

'Zheng' is a small city at the junction of Bingzhou and Yongzhou, and it is said that there is a porridge shed set up by the imperial court.

With a call, the man who was originally unconscious from hunger woke up slowly, but his skinny appearance seemed to have reached the limit.

The unconscious man's throat moved slightly, but he couldn't speak, and a tear rolled in the corner of his eye, but it didn't fall.

"Hmm."

The unconscious man tilted his head, completely lifeless.

"Daddy!"

"Woohoo."

The barefoot man who had been on the road before heard another cry in his ears, but he didn't glance at it, and still hurried alone and rushed past.

Listening to the crying voice, it should be a young man, it is not easy to survive until now, it should be the man who starved to death who left the food for this young man.

Food.

Thinking of this, the barefoot man's eyes lit up, and his face showed a look of struggle, and he turned his head to look at the young man who was still crying on the corpse.

The boy looked very thin and had no flesh.

The barefoot man unconsciously carried his burden, and the food in the burden should be enough to last him for some time, and he gave up the idea of his own talent.

Although there was still some food in the package, the barefoot man was not so kind to save the young man who had just killed his father.

He continued to start on his way, who doesn't have a wife and children?

It's just that it's no longer there.

Originally, there were many people who fled from a village, and everyone elected one person as the leader of the team to stay away from their homeland.

After all, this is a chaotic army, and staying at home is also the object of looting.

At first, everything went well, but everything changed during an encounter with bandits.

The leader of the team was killed first, and those who resisted were also killed, and the old man was naturally killed.

Only a few who did not resist, including the barefoot man, and, of course, women and children.

Since they can't beat them, join them, and the barefoot man becomes one of the bandits.

The robbers not only robbed them of their food, but also brought the bodies of the slain back to the stockade.

In addition to the ordinary bandits in charge of looting, there were several strong leaders in the stockade.

Not long after they left the village, they looked relatively normal, and the barefoot man vaguely remembered how terrifying the leaders were looking at them.

However, the leaders did not make any moves, and only organized them into the bandits.

The women and children were placed elsewhere, including his wife and children.

Of course, the barefoot man knew what was going to happen to them, but there was nothing he could do, and it was a blessing that he was able to save his life.

He had a lot to worry about, after all, the people who resisted had been killed.

Whenever he thought of the hideous face of his fellow countryman when he died, the barefoot man felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

After joining the bandits, perhaps because of the addition of new members, several leaders also deliberately improved their food, except for some thin porridge, and each of them was given a piece of meat.

This made the barefoot man, who had not eaten meat for a long time, very happy, and suddenly had a feeling that it was good to be a robber.

However, meat is only eaten occasionally.

The barefoot man began to follow the old man among the bandits and began to run a new trade.

As time passed, the food in the cottage became less and less, and they had to travel farther away.

When he returned from a foraging trip, his team of five found smoke rising from the direction of his stockade.

They already had some suspicions in their minds, and as they crept closer, their suspicions were confirmed.

The cottage, which used to be a little bit of a look, has been reduced to ruins.

The old man who led the team looked at the horseshoe prints left on the ground and told him that it should not be the work of other surrounding stockades, after all, the surrounding stockades could not afford to raise war horses.

The barefoot man looked at the ruins of the stockade with complicated eyes.

It turns out that being a robber is not so good.

It's just that he was lucky.

However, more fortunate things are yet to come.

When the group of them were stunned, the team leader suddenly drew his weapon and slashed the other three one after another.

Weapons, except for the leader, the rest of the blades are mostly ordinary clubs, and only the leader has an iron weapon like that.

In the end, the five-person team left only him and the team leader.

He still remembers the old man's words, "Now that the cottage is gone, there are too many people, not enough food, and now it is enough." ”

The barefoot man nodded silently, but only replied, "Thank you." ”

The team leader naturally knew what he meant by thanking him, and he didn't have the idea of killing the barefoot man.

It's just that it is a bit difficult for him to kill three people by himself, and it may not be so easy to kill another person, but fortunately he left a barefoot man.

After all, they have a decent relationship.

After the two distributed the food, the barefoot man also felt a little dangerous to stay with the leader, so he went on the road alone.

And the team leader naturally didn't keep him.

The two of them who improved their food went their separate ways.

The barefoot man still walked south with his thoughts, he had seen so many scenes before on the way that he was numb physically and mentally, and he was not willing to waste any more effort except for the necessary food.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the barefoot man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly hid on the side of the official road.

After a while, a group of soldiers on horseback came not far from him, and the first man who looked like an official raised his horsewhip and pointed at him from afar.

In the days that followed, the barefoot man became Dong Zhuojun's next glorious soldier.