Wei Qing took back his long sword, took off his bow, and asked for another bag of arrows, and shot down a Yue man with one arrow.

"A Xiao, how about it?"

"It feels so good." Hearing the string sound, Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Yue man who was more than ten steps away from being caught in an arrow and fell to the ground. Although Wei Qing's archery skills were still a certain distance from him, they were considered outstanding, and they were more than enough to deal with these Yue man who had lost command. He let go of the bow and moved his fingers. The continuous shooting made his fingers sore that he had hooked the strings.

"Try it." Wei Qing said, and shot another arrow, shooting down a Yue man looking around.

"I'll accompany you to the end." Liang Xiao smiled, took an arrow, glanced at him, and shot through a tall Yueren's thigh. The Yueren screamed in pain, the shield in his hand lowered a little, and the flaw just revealed, Wei Qing shot an arrow, hitting his face, and hitting his left eye.

The Yue people fell on their backs, covered their faces, rolled on the ground, screaming.

The companions around him looked at each other, and they didn't dare to be careless.

With the protection of the inner wall and the support of the people in the inner world, Liang Xiao and Wei Qing were much more relaxed. You arrows, I arrows, sometimes doing their own things, sometimes cooperating with each other, and in a blink of an eye, five more people were shot down. The people in the inner world were inspired by their superb shooting skills, and every arrow shot out, they would stamp their feet and shout in unison.

"Pick!"

With the cheers, the people of Yue became even more angry. They tried to launch an attack, but were repelled by the people of the high morale, and were shot and killed several people. In front of Liang Xiao and Wei Qing, any negligence could lead to death, which caused the pressure on the Yue people to increase sharply and the offensive was severely frustrated.

One rises and the other falls, and the people in the village are full of fighting spirit and scream and scold.

Only then did Liang Xiao notice that most of the people participating in the war were women and children, and few men. Except for the men in the inner door, they were almost all gray-headed old men, and a few disabled men. They looked like they were injured and retired.

Liang Xiao was sweating profusely. It seems that he overestimated the strength of Li Zhong and underestimated the fierceness of Wu Chu's folk style. These old, weak, sick and disabled people actually blocked the attacks of nearly Baiyue people and persisted until now. I have to say that it is really awesome.

The two sides were in a stalemate until evening, and the Yue people who suffered heavy losses finally couldn't support them. They reluctantly withdrew from the battlefield.

The people in the village were cheering and thunderous.

"Good boy, good archery!" A white-haired old man came over with crutches and gave a thumbs up at Liang Xiao and Wei Qing. "Chang'an came?"

The old man spoke official language. Although it was quite stiff, Liang Xiao could still understand it. If it was a pure local language, he couldn't understand a single sentence. After fighting side by side with the people in the Lizhong for half a day, he almost didn't know what they were saying except that he understood their cheers. Perhaps because of this, Lizheng found this old man.

"Has my father been to Chang'an?"

"When I was young, I traveled all over the world and went to Chang'an, and I would say a few words of official words." The old man stroked his beard, and a strange look appeared on his brown face, as if he remembered his former youth. "Look at your clothes. Are the palace officials?"

"The boss has good eyesight." Liang Xiao jumped out of the inner door, pulled the wound, and the pain was covered with sweat. After a long time of battle, he was injured four times. He couldn't feel it during the battle. As soon as the battle ended, the pain that had been suppressed immediately surged like a tide, flooding him.

"Injured?" The old man looked at him and immediately called a few people. He helped Liang Xiao and Wei Qing into a small courtyard.

The courtyard was very dilapidated, and a hole broke in the main hall on the front. The thatch on it was torn to pieces and the yard was covered with. It seemed that it was shot by a rocket. In order to put out the fire, almost even the entire roof was lifted up.

"It's all the thieves who are killed by the sky." The old man cursed and directed two aunts to bandage Liang Xiao and Wei Qing. A young wife in her early twenties was busy boiling water and cooking.

Taking advantage of the bandage, Liang Xiao asked about the situation. The old man told them that it was not a big deal for the people of Yue to attack, and it was almost a yearly routine. Kuaiji is a border county, and it will be organized to prepare for the border every year after the autumn harvest. However, the situation this year is even more serious. In previous years, Yue people usually did not cross the Wulin River and only appeared in the southern part of Kuaiji, but this year they continued to attack near Wuxian.

The strong men in the village were all transferred to prepare for the border, leaving only the elderly, weak, sick and disabled. They were very passive in the face of the sudden arrival of Yue people.

"Brother-in-law, does Yue thief come every year?" Wei Qing was surprised. He had served the emperor for a while and had never heard of similar news.

"Of course." The old man was very calm. "We are very familiar with these Yue people, and we are not afraid of them, but we have come too many this year. Speaking of which, more than ten years ago, when it was Wu State, I still had a few Yue people friends, who would have thought that they would become enemies now? Alas?"

Liang Xiao didn't say anything. He heard the Wu Kingdom again. From the old man's sigh, he felt his nostalgia for the former Wu Kingdom.

"Boss, the thief of Vietnam is coming to attack and the people are harmed. Has the prefect rescued?"

"Rescue?" The old man glared. "They can't take care of themselves now. They don't know whether they can defend Wuxian. They can't help but save us. They are just poor people, and they die if they die. Who cares about it? It's better to die. The land is all over the place, and they don't even have to pay a single amount of money."

"The prefect's mansion occupied the land?"

"The prefect's house does not occupy it, but they are deaf and blind, and they don't care about anything." The old man was so angry that his beard was raised, and his crutches made the ground sound. "Those big clans were rampant in the countryside, forcing them to buy and sell. They were rich and powerful, and raised many raiders. If any family refused, they would go to make trouble and fight. They either broke people or destroyed crops, so that all your hard work would be ruined, and they would have to sell them to him at a low price..."

Listening to the old man's angry accusation, Liang Xiao frowned. He had heard of such a thing before, but the Liang family had no land, so he had no personal experience. Although the Tu family was selling land, it had not reached this point. The situation in Kuaiji County was obviously more serious than Guangling. Here, the government had a smaller influence, and the powerful family were the real controllers.

"Without land, how can we live? Those who are capable of getting married and fled to Zhenze, become thieves, and those who are capable of getting married and simply become barbarians. If they really can't do it, they just wander around the countryside, or sell their children and eat with their mouths. The thieves are so powerful that they have nothing to do with this. They hate those big families so they are naturally willing to work hard..."

Liang Xiao couldn't help but take a breath. The hatred caused by land annexation has evolved into war, which was something they didn't expect. No wonder Minyue was so powerful that it attacked the vicinity of Wuxian. It turned out that it was not only because of the joining of Huan Yuan and others, but also the hatred that had been accumulating and fermenting.

Did Yan Zhu know these questions? Did he mention them to the emperor? I'm afraid it may not be because the Yan family is one of the major families in Wuxian.

Liang Xiao looked at Wei Qing. Wei Qing was the emperor's confidant, and he had the opportunity to convey this information to the emperor's ears. He was from a poor and humble person, so he must be able to understand the pain of these lost people.

Amid the old man's angry screams and curses, under Liang Xiao's gaze, Wei Qing remained silent, unable to see any special expression—

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!