Chapter 12 I don’t agree

"If the military headquarters wants to withdraw its troops and return to the DPRK, then the unguarded Yutian Pass will be just a decoration. The Qiang cavalry will have an unimpeded path and can reach here in two or three days." The old village chief looked anxious and leaned on a cane.

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"This prince is really stupid. It seems that Daqing is not far away from the country's subjugation." Xu Jingyang straightened his sleeves and said nothing, then looked into the distance with lonely eyes, as if he was recalling something sad.

"Grandpa, village chief, let's run away, Yue'er is scared." Haoyue said softly, shrinking into her mother's arms.

She would have to escape sooner or later anyway, and the disaster in northern Henan would only get worse. She was still thinking about how to persuade the villagers to leave here, and now she had a better reason.

There is a popular saying in northern Henan: Things are expensive when they leave their hometown, but people are cheap when they leave their hometown.

It is not easy to get villagers to leave the land where they have lived and thrived for generations, unless there is a compelling reason.

When the old village chief raised his head again, he was already in tears. He didn't believe that Daqing would abandon his territory and people.

"Village chief, we can't hesitate any longer. It's time to wait. The Qiang's cavalry will come in two or three days. By then, we will all become the dead souls of the cavalry." Brother Erya was also scratching his head anxiously.

The old village chief waved his hand, motioning for everyone to make way for an open space, and then used his cane to draw a rough map of Qingguo.

Daqing Country rises from Longzhong in the west, reaches Mudanjiang in the east, Inner Mongolia in the north, Guangdong in the south, the sea in the east and south, and deserts and grasslands in the north.

Old village chief: "In ancient times, when people fleeing for safety, they would usually choose to go north to Shaanxi-Gansu instead of south to Guilin, because Guilin is a hilly and mountainous area with many drug barriers and the road is difficult, while going north to Shaanxi-Gansu is plain and there is an official road.

, along the official road and entering Shaantong Pass, you can stop and adjust your life."

After the old village chief finished speaking, he added: "It takes more than ten days to get to Shaanxi-Tongguan from here. The food we have now is just enough to last us until Shaanxi-Tongguan."

The villagers nodded: "Okay, let's pack up our things now and head north immediately!"

"Wait! I don't agree." Xu Jingyang put his hands behind his back and frowned.

In Da Qing Kingdom, emperors usually live alone and have few people, so Xu Jingyang called himself "I", but others didn't find it strange and thought it was some strange habit of speaking.

"We can't reach Shaantong Pass. Daqing's purpose is to let us use our flesh and blood to hold back the Qiang's cavalry. Even if we reach Shaantong Pass, the soldiers guarding the city will not let us in because they are afraid that there will be Qiang people.

The Shaanxi-Tongguan Pass is an important economic link between the north and the south, and its geographical location is very important. We victims of the disaster will not be allowed to enter the pass."

Ogyue listened and nodded. This kind of thing did happen in history. What Dad said was not unreasonable.

At the end, Haoyue secretly glanced at her father, who had a serious face, and thought to herself, this is not how my father's country will end.

Xu Jingyang pointed to the northernmost part of the map and said: "So I suggest that we go all the way north to Inner Mongolia. I heard that Daqing has had good relations with Hu Di in recent years. We can pretend to be foreign businessmen and take the opportunity to enter the customs from Inner Mongolia."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers looked at each other. In fact, they were more inclined to the old village chief's advice, because in ancient times, some people did flee to Shaanxi and Gansu, and lived quite well there. As for Inner Mongolia, it was all desert and grassland, and the people

They don't know anything about the place, and the food in hand is not enough to last them all the way to Inner Mongolia.

Seeing that the villagers were hesitant and did not believe him, Xu Jingyang shook his sleeves and snorted: "That's all I have to say." After saying that, he stopped answering with a straight face.

In the eyes of the villagers, the old village chief is the most respected person. He promised that the carpenter could not read a single word, so he was nothing.

Babies, I've been having a fever these past two days, maybe because of Yang. My whole body is sore and I don't have the strength to type. In order to save the manuscript, I can only write less. I'm sorry.
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