At night, in the wilderness more than 100 miles away from Guangling Town, in the Yaotian camp of the rebel army, tens of thousands of people crowded together to keep warm with each other.

In the camp, the sounds of crying, wailing, cursing, reprimanding, all kinds of noise, made it difficult to sleep, but there were still many people who were unaffected, and they were almost unconscious from exhaustion, and fell to the ground unconscious.

In one of the largest tents, a middle-aged man known as the Yao Tian King had a gloomy face and was asking his subordinates, "Hasn't the Venerable Signal's signal arrived yet?"

"Yes, Heavenly King, it still hasn't arrived. The men bowed in reply.

"It's not normal, something must have happened. ”

Yaotian King's expression was solemn: "The second Venerable is strong in martial arts, unfathomable, it is said that there is no one in Guangling Town who can keep her, but now, it has been more than a few hours......"

"Wait, the King of Heaven doesn't have to worry. His men were careful and relieved.

Yao Tianwang was irritable and wanted to have a seizure, but he couldn't find a reason, so he held back and sighed in his heart: If something happens to the Second Venerable, I, the bullshit Heavenly King, will definitely lose my life, can I not worry?

However, after waiting for dawn in such a hurry, he still didn't wait for any signal he longed for, and the physically and mentally exhausted King Yao Tianwang really couldn't sit still, so he stood up and shouted: "I can't wait any longer, after dawn, send troops to Guangling, bulldoze there, and find out the whereabouts of the Venerable!"

"But ......"

Before the words of the subordinates could be spoken, they heard chaos in the camp outside, screaming again and again, and many people were shouting: "It's a fire, put out the fire, the horse team of the officers and soldiers is coming again......

"Again?"

"Why did that cavalry come again, didn't it go back?"

King Yao Tian and his henchmen were all stunned, but then they realized again: If the Second Venerable has succeeded, and there are no thousands of households in Guangling Town, it must be a group of dragons without a leader, and it is a chaos, and it is impossible to send another cavalry to continue to make trouble.

"Bastard!"

The Shining King lifted the table and rose to his feet, furious like a wounded brown bear.

As soon as the cavalry came, the speed of movement would be greatly slowed down, and there was no telling how long it would take to move over a little bit.

In fact, there are not many real thieves, and there are only a few thousand people, all of whom are bandits from various mountains in Guangling. The reason why it seems to be huge is because they coerced tens of thousands of people, so they appeared to be crowded, and they called themselves 100,000 troops.

If they gave up on the people and only a few thousand people rushed to attack Guangling, they would not be so bold, and the bandit leaders on the various hills would not have agreed at all.

The bandit leaders will say: more people can make things happen, and those of us who block the road alone have the courage to rebel, will we wait until today?

But if you take the people with you, you won't be able to go fast at all, and if you go on day by day, before you reach Guangling Town, the sect should send someone to punish us, the bullshit king.

What to do? What to do? How can this be good?

Yesterday was still the bullish King of Yaotian, and the six gods were wandering around in the big tent without a master, like a headless fly......

After a few days of running-in and adaptation, although most of the refugees still live in rag tents, they can have a few bowls of thick porridge and a few pickles every day, and their stomachs are almost recuperated, and people have spirits.

The porridge distributed in the town is really not fooling, although it can't stand up chopsticks, but it is also quite thick, this kind of porridge is the most nourishing, the refugees have no complaints, but are anxious to take care of their bodies, they can find a job to do, earn some copper money, or join the construction army, build a decent house for their families.

Thatched huts are also formed, stronger than tents, and they can really live in people.

There are not enough houses in the town, but there are still a lot of vacant land, because in the earliest days, the four walls of Guangling Town were based on the scale of 2,000 households, but in fact there were only more than 1,000 households.

There are only seven or eight hundred households of more than 3,000 refugees, and if many singles take local widows and directly merge them into their original household registration, the total number of households will be reduced, so it is still tolerated.

However, there is no surplus in the fields outside the town, and the livelihood of the new residents will depend on the thousands of households to find another way.

Although Guangling Town is a thousand-household health center, many times larger than a regular town, but under the premise of limited arable land, it dares to accept so many refugees, and some people will definitely say: This Luo Qianhu is simply crazy, isn't this looking for his own death?

More than 3,000 refugees, not to mention the town, the high-class county with the most grain production does not dare to accept it, what is it if it is not looking for death?

Fortunately, our thousands of households have great ability, and so far we have not let any of the people suffer, especially the original old townspeople, most of their lives are better than before.

This morning, my sister-in-law's father, Uncle Feng, came to Luo's house again as a guest, Luo Chong was not there, he was busy with business outside, and Uncle Feng didn't come to eat, but just came to see his daughter with nothing to do, and chatted with Luo's mother by the way.

"Mother-in-law, I feel strange when I talk about it. ”

Uncle Feng said: "These days, I have almost traveled around the whole town, and I have met many neighbors, and they all say that with so many refugees, life is not only not affected, but better than before." How is this possible, you say, what's going on?"

"My father-in-law, I'm a woman, I can't read, I don't read, you have more knowledge than me, you don't understand, what can I say?"

Luo Mu smiled: "Let's let your baby daughter talk about it, she knows more." ”

The sister-in-law took over the conversation and began to understand with her understanding: "I think it's because the younger brother had foreseen this situation and expected this situation in advance, and before the rebellion, he sent people to buy grain everywhere and collect materials everywhere. ”

Hehe means, I also feel that I am exaggerating, how can there be endless food.

"Well, you could buy food back then. ”

Uncle Feng nodded, secretly admiring Luo Chong's vicious eyes, some people could have predicted in advance that the military intelligence must be very good, I don't know how many spies were scattered outside.

In recent years, the boundary of Guangling has not suffered much from disasters, and the rich families of the squires have stored a lot of surplus grain, and if they are willing to spend money, they can indeed buy a lot of grain from several nearby counties.

The point is, where did he get all that money?

It's not easy for Uncle Feng to ask, we are neither Jinyiwei nor anti-thief agents, so we don't need to inquire about Dong'er's secrets, as long as we know, he has already prepared, and he will not be overwhelmed by these refugees, so we can rest assured.

The sister-in-law is still saying: "The old townspeople are living a good life because many men are soldiers under the younger brother, and they have received two months' salary in advance, plus the prices in the town are strictly limited by the younger brother, no one dares to raise the prices, and with money in their hands, they will live a better life." ”

"Oh, no wonder. ”

Uncle Feng nodded again, but he still had the same question in his heart: God, he still dared to advance two months' salary to so many soldiers?

Uncle Feng is a veteran, he doesn't understand, the current court is so poor, the regular army guarding the frontier can't pay the silver, and the soldiers are holding white stripes in their hands, and they are barely fed.

He has only been a thousand households for a few days, and he has so much silver in his hands, he doesn't know how many big families he has secretly robbed before he can ......

You can't talk nonsense, you can't even think about it.

Uncle Feng woke up in time, anyway, knowing that Qiē was under the control of that child, there was no need for us, a useless old man, to worry about it.

That night, three more people with strong martial arts skills easily evaded the guards on the city wall, sneaked into the town, and found the Luo family's mansion.

Apparently he had come to save the female assassin again.

This time, they had a heart, and one of them quietly sneaked into the courtyard where Luo's mother and sister-in-law lived, and prepared in advance, if there was a mistake in the rescue process of the other two, then this person could take hostages and blackmail Luo Chong, and exchange Luo's mother and sister-in-law for their Venerable Lord.

The idea was good, but the other two opened the door with a black prie, and just entered the room where the female assassin was, only to hear her sigh deeply, and then their eyes went black, and they fell unconscious.

A few minutes later, Luo Chong came in with the guy who was trying to take hostages, stacked the three of them like building blocks, and pierced the three heads into a sugar gourd with a single knife.

"Four. ”

Luo Chong said to the female assassin, "Do you think that after this time, will anyone dare to come?"

"Let me see them before I can answer you. ”

The female assassin sat on the ground, her back against the wall, and she looked very pitiful, and if she were replaced by another man, she would definitely step forward and take good care of her.

The three dead men were all dressed from head to toe in black night coats and covered in hoods, and the female Assassin did not recognize their exact identities.

Luo Chong pulled out the war knife from the three heads, and casually picked off the hood, and after the female assassin saw it, her expression flashed with obvious shock.

She exhaled slowly, and then replied, "At the very least, they won't do it this way." ”

In fact, the shock in her heart was far beyond the surface, because one of the deceased, the bearded middle-aged man was her senior brother, and his cultivation strength was not much weaker than her, and he was even more famous in the rivers and lakes, but no one knew his other secret identity.

Unexpectedly, he died like this, being placed like a toy, and then killed with a knife, and he didn't even know how he died.

"This person is so terrible that the Holy Lord will be as weak as a child in front of him......"

The female assassin looked at Luo Chong with an extremely complicated look, and her heart was full of doubts: "With such terrifying strength, he should be a powerful party that shocks the world, how can he be willing to be a thousand households in such an inconspicuous town." ”

Although Qianhu is a five-grade official, there are not many things that the military attache can manage, and there is not much oil and water to fish, especially the health centers in various places, which are even more impoverished, and I have never heard of that Qianhu can have a lot of money.

"You...... Who the hell is it?"

Finally, she couldn't help but ask this sentence.

Luo Chong tied the three corpses together with a hemp rope and picked them up, and then replied to her: "Guangling Qianhu Luo Dong, the people in the rivers and lakes call the fast knife six, and if you cut two taels, you won't miss a penny." ”

Then he went out with the corpse.

Notes: Kuaidaoliu is a buddy who sells pork in the town, and Luo Chong once bought a whole pig's head at his stall.