Early the next morning, Xinchen traveled lightly, pretended to be an old man and a young man with Chen Zhi, led a thin donkey, and started a trip to Wuzhou. Out of Xijing, all the way to the east, the two went straight to Jizhou, where the imperial capital is located. The first choice is Jizhou, firstly, Xinchen has conquered the imperial capital in the east, and is more familiar; secondly, Chen Zhiyuan is the envoy of Jizhou, and understands the local customs; third, the matter of the Immortal Emperor is like a fish in the throat, and Xinchen wants to explore one or two more.

Although it was only a few months after the last crusade, along the way, Xinchen only felt that the style had changed greatly, and many heroic cities had been built in the original thousands of miles of wilderness, even in the remote countryside. After a little inquiry, the two learned that it was because the evil disaster of the imperial capital gradually spread, and the magnates of the state capitals were very afraid, and they forcibly requisitioned the people in their jurisdiction to build the city with all their might, in order to protect themselves, so for a while, the civil construction boomed. In the previous dynasties, the young and strong labor force was already exhausted, and at this time, the construction of construction made it even worse, so that there was no one to cultivate thousands of hectares of fertile land, and the old and weak could only feed on planting, and finally became such a situation.

Xinchen thought that the Dijing Demon Disaster was also involved in it, and he felt very guilty. If he insisted on not cooperating with the demons at the beginning, then Dijing might not have been slaughtered. If there was no catastrophe in the imperial capital, then there might not be the current large-scale construction, resulting in a shortage of green and yellow and the people of Li suffering. However, there are not so many ifs, one wrong step and one wrong step. Looking at the tragic situation of mourning all over the wilderness, Xinchen truly realized what power is, every word and deed of those in power may have an immeasurable impact, and the slightest mistake may require hundreds of times the price to recover.

After all, Chen Zhi was old, and his body was a little unbearable for a long journey, so the two of them stopped and stopped, and it took more than half a month to rush to the imperial capital. Months have passed since the disaster, and the Imperial Capital is being rebuilt. After entering the city, I saw tripods made of giant trees and walls being piled up everywhere, and the workers were all in rags, flowing endlessly on the construction site. Fortunately, it is early summer, and the temperature has warmed up, if it is still the cold spring that has just passed, wearing such thin clothes, I am afraid that I will freeze to death.

The two of them were walking through the streets lined with construction sites, when suddenly a group of soldiers came galloping on horseback, and without saying a word, they whipped towards the heart dust. Xinchen didn't want to do much, so he dodged away, but how did he know that the soldier didn't give up, and he rolled up with a whip, and shouted: "All young and strong laborers in the imperial capital must go to the camp in the east of the city to report, and be uniformly distributed to build cities everywhere, and those who disobey will be beheaded!"

In broad daylight, there were soldiers who recklessly forcibly recruited labor, which was really lawless! Xinchen was about to take action to restrain the soldier from interrogating, but when he saw Chen Zhi's secret eyes, he said: "I am afraid that these soldiers do not know the details, if the son sneaks into the camp to investigate, although the old man is old and useless, it is always possible to protect himself." I will leave a secret message along the way, and Childe will come back to meet him after finding out the details of the camp. Xinchen stopped and let the soldiers take him captive.

Along the way, several middle-aged men were taken captive one after another. Those men were dressed in tatters, their eyes glazed over, and they walked into the team without resistance, they must have been accustomed to this inhuman treatment. Xinchen and Chen Zhi entered the city from the west gate, and arrived at the camp in the east of the city with the team, it was already noon, and it was indeed time for lunch. Beware of the camp in front of Xinchen, he suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, where is this camp, it is clearly a fence for captive livestock. I saw a large group of people enclosed in a fence surrounded by huge trees, the fence was swollen, and there were several decomposing corpses piled up in the corner, which seemed to have been dead for many days, and there was no one to bury them, and they were piled up there to rot, emitting a foul smell. Although the sun was in full bloom, Xinchen felt a biting coldness.

With a crunching noise, the gate made of giant wood opened, and the soldiers drove Xinchen and the newly captured people into the fence. Then there was an irritating crunch, and the door closed again. The group of soldiers turned on their horses and rode away, presumably in search of new prey. Xinchen endured the stench and walked around the fence for a week, and there was nothing but a huge stone trough, in which there were still bits of paste-like food. Everyone in the column stood or squatted in twos and threes, but no one talked, and their eyes were glazed over, like dead people!

Suddenly, Xinchen heard the sound of the gate opening again, and saw a mule carrying two large buckets being driven in by the soldiers, and walked straight to the stone trough where Xinchen was standing. The men in the column stared at the vats, perhaps afraid of the soldiers. Then the soldier unloaded the vat, poured the sour paste into the stone trough, put the vat on the back of the mule, and hurried out of the pen, not wanting to stay there for a moment. As soon as the soldiers left, the men came to life in an instant, and rushed to the stone trough, grabbing the paste and stuffing it into their mouths. Xinchen saw a burst of nausea, and quickly turned his back.

It turned out that the stone trough was actually a food trough, and the so-called food was not even as good as the feed for the animals, if it was not for the extreme hunger, how could those people be so desperate to grab food. Xinchen suddenly saw the tragic mountain of corpses and blood in the cave of the Dead Sea again, and the situation in front of him could be much stronger than that!