Everyone saw the strength of Zhao Ziying and the bravery of Zhao Jin yesterday. Today, these words make everyone admire him even more. Such a man who is capable of both literary and military skills and who is considerate of everyone will definitely not have any harm in following him.

At the bottom of the city, corpses were being carried and burned, and the blood-stained earth and wall tiles were being cleaned. The atmosphere was extremely solemn. Listening to the cheers and cheers here, everyone looked over in confusion.

The cavalry over there ran up to them, and it turned out to be Dong Bingfeng. The three brothers of the Qi family were also in the team. The three brothers of the Qi family were called mercenaries, so they could be used with peace of mind. This time the matter was serious, so they were regarded as their own.

used by cavalry.

"Everyone, go back and sort out the team first. If you need anything, just tell Zhao." Zhao Jin smiled and gave the ejection order. Naturally, everyone did not dare to disobey, and they all said goodbye respectfully and politely.

As soon as the people dispersed, Zhao Jincai jumped off the cart. He smiled mockingly, thinking that speaking these days is like holding a conference, and he has to shout at the top of his lungs, otherwise no one else can hear him.

However, he immediately saw that the faces of Dong Bingfeng and the cavalry were ugly. Could it be that something big had happened? Zhao Jin was frightened and quickly called his companions from all over.

"Damn it, we haven't seen the scene of washing the fence in Huai'an Mansion before, but it's not so miserable. What a sin." Qi San cursed harshly, while the others sighed and nodded.

When Dong Bingfeng walked up to him, everyone saw that his eye circles were red, and he looked like he had cried. Everyone was even more surprised. Before anyone could ask questions, Dong Bingfeng spoke first: "Brother, it's so miserable to see all the way here."

The road was full of homeless people lying down, and some were sitting on the roadside, leaning against trees. At first, they thought they were alive, but when they got closer, they realized they were dead."

"A few of them actually had smiles on their faces. I was puzzled, but later I figured it out. It's better to be dead than alive." Qi Daweng said angrily.

Zhao Jin nodded. He could guess the situation last night from the bottom of the city. The refugees were defeated and fled. It was already dark at that time. They might not be able to see the road clearly, but they didn't dare to stop. They just fled towards the north. Naturally, there would be dangers along the way.

It is easy to imagine a scene like collapse, weakness, and death, which is hell on earth.

"How are they now? How are those who fought with us?" This is the question that Zhao Jin is most concerned about.

"Brother, weren't there a lot of boats when the refugees were crossing the river? But now those boats are gone. I asked people on the riverside and they said those boats used to be parked on the riverside, and there were a lot of people coming from the north bank last night.

The boats were set on fire and sank, and some boats did not dare to stay here and went directly southward. The refugees crossed the river without boats. Many people jumped into the river crying and drowned alive.

The rest stay by the river," Dong Bingfeng said again.

Everyone was stunned. Chen Huang frowned and said, "Who would do this? If you want to fight against these refugees, you should do it when you are crossing the river. Why bother escaping?"

"How many people are there?" Wang Zhaojing asked aloud.

"There are still many, there are always more than 10,000 or even 20,000." Dong Bingfeng replied, so many people are refugees without any order in the queue, so it is difficult to estimate the precise number.

Wang Zhaojing thought for a while and then said: "Brother, so many people have not dispersed yet. If they are not dealt with in time, it will still cause great harm."

"Afraid of the birds, kill them all when they come," Shi Manqiang said in a rough voice. Zhao Jin took a look and immediately fell silent.

Wang Zhaojing looked around, but lowered his voice and said: "Brother, if so many people can eat it, it will be of great benefit to us."

Everyone was stunned. Zhao Jin, who had lowered his head in thought, slowly raised his head and looked at Wang Zhaojing. The title of "Brother Zhao" was changed to "Big Brother". This was okay, but Wang Zhaojing could tell such a plan, but it was different from his previous attitude.

Very different.

"These tens of thousands of people are all young men and women. There are no old or weak people. As long as they can eat enough, they will definitely recover." Liu Yong continued, and he was breathing heavily.

"But how can we have so much food?" Jixiang said beside him.

"Yes, the government keeps grain, large households keep grain, and there is also our sorghum." Zhao Jin raised his head and said.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded after a moment of silence. Since this problem can be solved, it is indeed worth doing.

"Why do we need so many people?" Someone wanted to ask jokingly, and more than one person thought so, but everyone remained silent in the end.

It's always good to be stronger. It can make the winery's business safer, make Zhao Ziying stronger, and save those tens of thousands of refugees, which is also a good deed and a great mercy.

However, hundreds of people from the Zhao Ziying camp have rampaged across Xuzhou, and each powerful enemy has been defeated. Seeing that the various regiments and township warriors have been recaptured, so many people are still needed, not to mention that so many people require a huge amount of food and expenses.

Why bother, but no one mentioned this issue, no one seems to think about it, or everyone deliberately avoids it

"Brother, the government still needs to take charge of this matter. If we do it directly, it would be too conspicuous and it would be too easy for people to believe it." Wang Zhaojing said in a low voice again.

Zhao Jin glanced at Wang Zhaojing, nodded again, and then said: "You are right, let's go to the city to rest now, and then go back to form the team."

When everyone heard that they were going back to the city, they all agreed with a bang and dispersed. Chen Huang was very close here and did not move away. He looked at Wang Zhaojing's back and said, "I like this guy more."

Zhao Jin turned to look at Chen Huang and shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Ziying's team was assembled and walked directly towards the west gate of Xuzhou. The Tuanlian Xiangyong from other places and those Shanyu heroes stayed outside the city. They were not in a hurry. Anyway, they had arranged for people to go back and report.

The news is safe, Zhao Jin has such a promise, just wait for the news here.

There was a long distance between the camp and the city gate. It took a while to gather the team and walk there. Along the way were Xuzhou people collecting corpses. When they saw the neat Zhao Ziying approaching, everyone voluntarily got out of the way.

The people in Xuzhou City had seen a lot of training by Zhao Ziying, but at that time, Zhao Ziying had only a hundred people, and they had to be assigned to various places for duty. There were not many people training at all, and dozens of people couldn't see anything.

But now there are nearly 500 people in the Zhao Ziying camp. They have excellent soldiers and armor, and are skilled in foot drills.

Xuzhou is a martial artist. Yesterday's mighty performance under Zhao Ziying's city has been well known to everyone. Now that they see this momentum, those who have only heard about it and don't believe it also believe it. They are all watching attentively. The older ones are in awe, and the younger ones are envious.

I wish I was one of them.

"Isn't that the boy from the Hu family in the south of the city? He used to be a coward, but now he looks like a man."

"I know the seventh son of the Cheng family. He runs away when there is a fight. Look at him now. He is really majestic."

Most of Zhao Ziying's recruits and veterans were from the city, and they knew a lot of people. After training and bloody battles, they had undergone tremendous changes from the inside out. When these acquaintances saw them, they were all amazed and praised.

These words were also heard by Zhao Ziying's servants. They thought of the hard training, yesterday's bloody battle, and their dead and injured companions. They all consciously or unconsciously raised their chests and raised their heads, and held the spears in their hands tighter.

, the steps are more standard.

Zhao Jin and his companions were the leaders, and they were all riding in front. They were exhausted from the fierce battle yesterday, so naturally they could not speak of military standards, and they had no energy on the horse. But who dared to look down on these brothers?

Do you know who they are?

The busy people in the city had stopped what they were doing and gathered to watch. A crowd of onlookers automatically formed on both sides of Zhao Ziying. They were watching and talking with extremely noisy voices.

"That's Mr. Jin"

"Master Jin is truly a young hero."

"What kind of young hero? Master Jin is the number one hero in our Xuzhou"

"No. 1, who can be better than him?"

"Then Chen Huang will be number two."

The people below automatically arranged seats for them. I don’t know who shouted first, "Jin Ye is mighty, Jin Ye is a good man." The whole group of people followed suit and cheered loudly.

In such a warm atmosphere, everyone has smiles on their faces. You look at me, I look at you.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a green shirt came running towards us from the city gate. Behind this middle-aged man were two men dressed as official officials.

Many people outside the city recognized this middle-aged man. He was a personal follower of Tong Zhizhou. He was also a prominent figure in Zhizhou's yamen. His surname was also Tong, and he was known as Uncle Tong outside.

Master Zhizhou is so high that his butler and concierge have also become big shots. They are able to communicate from top to bottom. Needless to say, prestige and prestige are also indispensable. The status of this personal attendant in the Yamen is no less than that of the Six-fang Book Office, and everyone respects him.

Very,

As soon as they saw him coming, many people immediately greeted him enthusiastically, but this young man didn't care about being polite and just ran forward. Anyone who looked closely could see that this man's face was very ugly.

It didn't take long for the young man to run up to Zhao Jin's horse. He was in such a hurry that his face was covered with sweat and he was out of breath. Zhao Jin reined in his mount, raised his arm on the horse, and the drums stopped.

The suona sounded, a tall man raised a dirty black flag and waved it, and the brigade also stopped.

Such a neat team moved from movement to stillness so crisply, and the scene became quiet. Everyone seemed to feel something shaking. The uncle trembled even more and took two steps back in panic. As for the two poor men behind him.

The man had already stood in the crowd watching the excitement on both sides, with an expression on his face that it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care about this person at all.

There was even more sweat on the boy's face. He didn't bother to wipe it off. He forced out a smile and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhao Jin, Mr. Zhao, your Majesty has ordered us to train local warriors in various groups outside the city."
Chapter completed!