"Everyone rides the horses in their hands, send out all the powerful bows and horses to clear the thieves' guards around the thief's village so that they can't send out the news, and then lock them up and let them huddle inside. As for the village, there is no need to move, and we will do it tomorrow," Li Dajin said loudly.

Although everyone was very awe of Li Dajin, the leader of the Feng family’s guard, he still felt that he was making a big deal out of his own.

"Master Li, it's just that bunch of rabbits in the grass nest. How can I catch them tomorrow? Is it necessary to be so weak?" The brave one shouted below.

Li Dajin didn't say his reason, but just raised his hand and said, "One liang of one head, five liang of ten liang of five heads, and the money will be given to the cash when you see the head."

When I heard this, I was immediately excited, but no one asked if it was true. Who didn’t know that the Feng family was rich. After a while, everyone turned around and ran to their camp and sent people out quickly. This was a great opportunity to make a fortune. As for what good things can the refugee village have, it was nothing more than pigs and sheep to be slaughtered and a piece of meat on the chopping board.

Someone also pulled the word "Justice Li is fighting against a rabbit"

The camp was full of chaos inside and outside, and many people got on horseback and shouted to run to the refugee village.

As for the officers and soldiers, they had already received orders. More than thirty strong men were on their backs and running out of the camp. They did not rush to act, but just spread out and followed behind.

"It's better to be careful about swordsmanship." Li Dajin said to Li He beside him.

Before Li He could answer, he saw a young man coming out of the tent over there. Li He sneered and said, "Your Feng family is here, I'm too lazy to pay attention to it, please greet yourself."

Just as Li He left, the young man wearing cotton robe and short boots had already come over and said bluntly: "Lao Li, the Feng family's money was also earned by hard work. You don't feel sorry for spending so much."

"Young Master Bao, you can exchange money for your head. This business is more cost-effective than giving pensions to dead people," Li Dajin replied lukewarmly.

Feng Bao is a child of the Feng family's side branch. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and is also one of the guard commanders. However, his name is the same as Feng Bao, the eunuch in charge of the seal at the time of the Sili Supervisor, so he was laughed at as "big block". Feng Bao and Li Dajin have similar status, but their qualifications and abilities are not as good as Li Dajin. The guards below only listen to Li Dajin, so Feng Bao was very dissatisfied.

Li Dajin also had no choice but to use Feng Bao. After all, the other party was a member of the Feng family, and he also knew that Feng Bao was mixed with the Feng family, with such great power. How could he be assured to let him take over the power of a foreigner?

If in the past, Li Dajin would explain a few words, now all the people have been mobilized, and it is the time when everything is started, Feng Bao will upset him.

"I think I'm doing something wrong, go to the great master and the master to say that I'll make the decision here, so stop talking nonsense." Li Dajin's voice was very cold.

Feng Bao was furious immediately, but when he met Li Dajin's eyes, he couldn't help but chill. He just pointed at Li Dajin and said, "Okay, wait, wait until you return to Yangzhou."

Li Dajin ignored it at all and turned around and looked to the northeast. The cavalry that had just flowed out had already walked away.

The refugee village had already built up a earthen wall of more than one person high, and there were deep ditches outside. Compared with the quite regular earthen trenches outside, the residence inside was very simple, but it was just a simple shack. Fortunately, the various areas were divided very well, including toilets and warehouses.

Wei Mugen is a 16-year-old young man. He is also a refugee from Shandong. Wei Mugen's luck cannot be evaluated by good or bad. If it is good, he will not be destroyed. If he comes to Xuzhou, he will not be able to starve to death or be killed under the city of Xuzhou.

Walking forward with hunger, the sea of ​​corpses and blood under the city. After experiencing these, you can eat two meals a day and have a peaceful sleep at night. Wei Mugen felt very satisfied with these things.

When he was chosen to come to Caowo Wasteland, he was still very scared. He thought that the fierce gods in Xuzhou wanted to throw them out, but now he didn't want to leave. The life here is even better than Xuzhou. He could eat sorghum rice every day, and occasionally eat with salted fish and other food, which is the same as the New Year.

However, I was tired here. As soon as I arrived at the place where the village was established, all the personnel immediately began to dig trenches and build walls. Although it was already spring, the land had not yet been completely melted. The cattle and horses used to pull carts came in handy at this time and actually put on heavy plows to dig the soil.

Moreover, the adobe on the wall needs to be processed simply, and the weed poles inside are as compact as possible, so you can only do as much as possible, because on this weed beach, there is no condition to hit adobe.

But even so, thousands of refugees were extremely tired. They were busy from dawn to dark every day, and they lie down and slept soundly. Finally, they completed the job. Before everyone could rest, they had all assigned jobs.

The surrounding weeds have been cut clean, and everyone has begun to reclaim the land and is preparing to wait until the right time to open up land and farm.

Most of the manpower was invested in this area, and the hundreds of Xuzhou soldiers who followed him were on guard. They did not dare to relax inside and outside. They patrol inside and waited outside every day, and even had to draw elite characters from the refugees. Each of them sent a roasted sharp bamboo pole and followed the patrol guards.

These hundreds of warriors took three shifts to pick up and drop off the supplies sent from the escort. Some of them were watching the refugees do their work and not let them relax at all, while the rest patrol everywhere.

The refugees who came here no longer seemed to be afraid of being captured when they were just captured. Many people were thinking about it. Some people saw that they were desolate everywhere and felt that they could run away. At night, while they were relaxing, they ran wildly towards Luoma Lake in groups.

The Xuzhou martial artists had already prepared for this situation. Each of the people caught back on the first night was whipped with fifteen whips. The beat was painful and did not delay life. The next day, the person cut his head and threw it outside. No one dared to run away on the third day.

Wei Mugen didn't want to run away from the beginning. He thought it was good here. Wei Mugen had no thoughts about his hometown in Shandong. He couldn't eat enough and had so many people died. He deceived himself from his fellow countrymen here. At least he still had food here. The rules were strict, but he didn't have to worry about being cheated. He just did it according to the rules every day.

Everyone came to the grass nest and was very curious about the vast grass beach. At the same time, they were afraid of the hundreds of men from the martial arts world who were escorting them over.

Being carried on the southward journey, and before and after the besiege of Xuzhou City, the martial artists in the team were vicious and treated refugees like animals. They were common, beating, scolding, and trashing, and killing them. It was not uncommon to kill them. Seeing Zhao Jin sending similar people again, everyone was so scared that they were very scared.

I never thought that this group of people was very disciplined. Although they were not kind, there was no bullying anymore and everything was done according to the rules.

Since being caught by Zhao Ying, Wei Mugen began to know the rules. There have been rules in Xuzhou's villages, and everything must be followed by the rules, fouls, be beaten, or even executed.

After being selected to set up a village in Caowozi, Wei Mugen and his companions were taught various rules, saying that they could survive by following the rules, and that if they did not follow the rules, they would die.

Because Wei Mugen is smarter than others and has a stronger body, he was chosen to be a guard among the refugees. He usually holds a sharpened and roasted bamboo pole and puts guards everywhere on guard.

Wei Mugen doesn't think this job is good. He has a lot of heavy work every day. After finishing his work, others will rest and sleep, but he will have to walk out with a pole.

He felt it was hard, but those who were on duty with him all said it was good. He also said that if you have the opportunity to be a team training team, you may even join the Zhaoziying team, and you will have a bright future.

Along the way, Wei Mugen has heard a lot and seems to understand it. For example, these people in the martial arts world are complaining that the people in charge of their own affairs are shallow. If they are more happy and everyone is under the jurisdiction of Zhao Ying, there will definitely be many benefits now. But now a group of people who are about twenty years old are climbing up to their heads.

Wei Mugen, who was around 20 years old, also knew that there were more than a hundred people in total, and Wei Mugen could not tell whether it was good or bad. The only feeling was that he was neat and had good rules in his actions and actions. In his words and attitudes, the people in the martial arts world were very respectful to them.

"It's just a mixed player, not our team, so why are you so awesome?" Wei Mugen once heard someone's comments, and it sounds sour.

As he heard it day by day, Wei Mugen became more and more envious of the young people who "mixed" Luo Shizi, thinking that he could join too.

When he wanted to wait, he would stand there and watch, shout when there was any movement, but the rules were different. Sometimes he would stand on a high place and look around, sometimes the cat was in the grass, and sometimes he would dig a hole in the ground, cover it with grass, and show his head every once in a while, which made him unable to understand, but he was used to doing it honestly.

Today he was hiding in the hole on the ground, and he appeared from time to time. Wei Mugen didn't like this job very much. It was cold and tide inside. The man assigned by the martial arts man also specifically reminded him that he would move in it from time to time, otherwise he would be careful to be frozen to death.

He was so dark that he was not stuffy, and the surroundings were quiet. Wei Mugen, who had dug soil for a day yesterday, felt tired. Even though he was wet and cold, his eyelids could not hold on to sleep.

For some reason, the weed beach outside always reminds Wei Mugen of his hometown in Shandong. He has been drought and locust plagues for many years, and the whole village has died and fled to famine. There is no people in a hundred miles. If this continues, it will probably become like this weed beach.

At the beginning, Wei Mugen pinched his legs hard and fell asleep while silenced, but he was about to be whipped, but he was too tired. As he pinched, Wei Mugen still fell asleep.
Chapter completed!