Chapter Ninety-Seven: Encountering the Exiles

Yu Dashui and the others told Bai Xia their arrangements and informed the refugees from each family.

Sure enough, many people were unhappy about it.

Because of the detour, everyone has to walk from the mountains and forests, and there is no road in many places, which is not only difficult to walk, but also dangerous in some places, and may even cost people's lives.

When asked why they wanted to take a detour, Yu Dashui and the others were vague and had no reason to explain.

This will be even more disagreeable.

"If you don't want to detour, you can not detour, go all the way from here, and then there are dozens of hundreds of miles, there is a three-way intersection, one side to Jiazhou, one side to Quanzhou, everyone can leave by themselves"

"White ......"

When he heard Bai Xia say that the refugees should choose for themselves, Li Xiuyuan opened his mouth, wouldn't there be many people who chose to leave.

You know, refugees follow them because they have a road map.

Now that they have been shown the way, they have determined that they will not follow them anymore.

Refugees, you look at me, I look at you.

I couldn't make up my mind for a while.

"White girl, we all listen to you and Young Master Li" Yu Dahai and the other dozen or so members of the guard and their families stood up.

"Girl, we listen to you" Li San'er and their families also chose to follow Bai Xia.

The Bolt family didn't have to say anything, they had already sold themselves to Bai Xia and them, so they naturally followed them and chose to take a detour.

Yu Dashui knew that going to Tushan would not end well, so he also stood up and expressed his willingness to follow Bai Xia and them on a detour.

With the leadership of these people, many of their relatives and friends also chose to follow Bai Xia, and in the end, among more than 1,000 people, nearly 500 people followed Bai Xia and them, and the others chose to continue in the direction of Quanzhou.

They still said to the government at the beginning, Quanzhou is vast and sparsely populated, and there is hope.

"Let's go, don't look at it"

Bai Xia pulled Li Xiuyuan, it was hard to persuade the ghosts who wanted to die, they changed the food for them three times, and helped them get here, and it was their own choice to go to Quanzhou.

"Why didn't we tell them about the mine? If they did, maybe they wouldn't go over there" Li Xiuyuan didn't understand, those people were also living people, and when they went there, they were probably all dead words.

"Li Xiuyuan, in this world, not everyone can understand what the mine represents"

"They are just ordinary people, they have not seen the collapse of the mine, they have not experienced the death of the mine"

"Even if you tell them, won't they go?"

"People are sometimes lucky, why do you think they will listen to you? Or do you think they'll listen to me? ”

"Don't forget, both of us are not yet ten years old, and half of us are willing to follow us, so you can steal the fun, you want to save everyone, you ask yourself, do you have this ability?"

"If not, don't beep and get on the road"

Bai Xia couldn't quite understand his mentality, it was the choice made by those refugees themselves, they tried to take them away, they didn't want to, even if they died in the end, it was their own problem, and they couldn't blame them.

Of course, she didn't say anything about the mine, because these people were likely to meet the people of Tushan, if they told these people, they still decided to go to Quanzhou, and finally leaked the matter of the mine, Bai Xia and they were likely to be hunted down by the government.

After all, private mining of iron ore is a big crime of stealing the family and exterminating the clan.

So, whether she is selfish or cold-blooded, nothing is as important as their own lives.

The refugees were divided into two groups, one group to go up the mountain and the other to continue on the road.

In the white summer, they arranged for the men to open the way in front, the old man and the child in the middle, the woman in the back, and the members of the guard in the middle of the procession.

The mountain road was rugged, and the carts couldn't go up, so all the carts were left behind, and Bai Xia arranged to ride a horse to take them away, because the horses couldn't go up the mountain.

"Traveling lightly, if there are no accidents, you should be able to reach Jiazhou safely"

"You and the bolt are with them, and I will lead people to find water and act separately"

Bai Xia ordered nine refugees who had just learned to ride horses in the past few days, and took them to ride horse-drawn carts in the direction of Jiazhou.

The refugees who had separated from them on the road saw them, and before they could speak, Bai Xia and them rushed past them.

Bai Xia rode fast on horseback, but the speed was not particularly fast due to the towing cart.

But even so, an hour later, they also came to the three-way intersection of Quanzhou and Jiazhou, and they did not hesitate and directly chose the road in Jiazhou.

Not long after Bai Xia and the others left, the officers and soldiers sent by Tu Shan came to the three-way intersection, this group of officers and soldiers had carefully cultivated scouts, and as soon as they arrived, they found horseshoe prints and rut marks on the ground.

I saw an officer and soldier leave the team and go up the mountain, squatting down to check the traces on the ground, gesturing his fingers, and touching them with his fingers.

He got up and reported to the leading centurion: "Hundred households, traces of carriages and horses have been found in front, the cart is an ordinary plate car used by the people, and the horse should be a horse raised by the official horse house of the yamen."

"From Wu County, about ten people, the load should be ordinary sundries"

"Towards Jiazhou"

The centurion at the leader of this team was named Wang Qi, and when he heard the scout's report, he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Exploring in the direction of Wu County"

"Yes"

With that, the team continued to march in the direction of Wu County.

On the other side, Bai Xia and the others were also in trouble, only to see that twenty meters in front of them, a group of homeless people blocked their way.

In front of this group of homeless people, there was a group of people in ragged clothes, with thin yellow faces and numb faces, and the homeless people in the back, with bows and arrows in their hands, were aimed at Bai Xia and them.

The people Bai Xia brought over were all well-trained refugees, but they were still a little panicked in the face of such an obviously well-trained group of displaced people.

"White girl, what should I do?"

A refugee beside Bai Xia asked in a low voice, looking at the fierce and vicious homeless man in front of him, but his face was surprisingly ruddy, his heart was drumming.

"Don't worry"

Bai Xia raised his hand, looked at the other side, and carefully looked at the homeless people.

In this era of lack of food and clothing, and everyone has yellow and thin muscles, the faces of these homeless people are so healthy that they can't hide it, but they can't hide the fierce light in their eyes.

The people who were pushed in front by them as meat shields, facing in their direction, there was no light in their eyes, and one or two of the few people with different spirits also looked at them with jealousy, and even a little schadenfreude, as if they wished they would fall into the hands of these outcasts.

"Stinky girl, Lao Tzu asked you to come down, did you hear?"

"If he doesn't come down again, I'll cut off his head"

A homeless man shouted at Bai Xia to dismount, and kept poking an old man in front of him with a knife in his hand.

The old man was poked by him with a painful look on his face, and his body leaned straight forward, subconsciously avoiding the movements of the man behind him.

(End of chapter)