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Chapter 1707 The same wave of refugees ([-])

Qi Ke released a group of archers dressed as Baijia army soldiers from Qianhe Realm in time.

The factory in Liangshui Town is responsible for making quilts, shoes and socks. Of course, Qi Ke has the same style of clothes in stock. Pretending to be a soldier of the Bai family army is not too easy.

The layout of the farms is similar, the open farmland occupies the vast majority of the land, and the houses for people to live in only occupy a corner of the overall area.

It is almost impossible to build a wall on such a large area of ​​farmland, so the defense is zero, and enemies can rush in everywhere.

After all, it is rare to see a complete wall like Qizhuang in Siliu Village. This took advantage of the fact that the previous owner was a salt merchant, and the big landlord could not be richer than a wealthy salt merchant.

These more than 100 refugees went straight to the farmland. The peasants working in the field saw unexpected guests coming, and a few young men raised their hoes and prepared to fight, but most of them dropped their things and panicked. scream and run away.

The life-saving archers arrived in time, and a dense rain of arrows fell from the sky, accurately shooting the refugees who rushed to the front.

After the injured refugee fell to the ground, he tripped the companions behind him, and then tripped one by one, just like stacking arhats, he fell a bunch of people in the blink of an eye.

I don't know if the few people who were crushed at the bottom and shot with arrows are still alive...

The archers shot arrows while running, and quickly built a human wall between the refugees and the farmland. The arrows pointed directly at the refugees struggling to get up on the ground.

"Back! Back! Back!"

Sen Leng's arrow pointed at the refugees on the ground, but anyone who dared to be disobedient would shoot at them. After shooting down several people in a row, no one dared to play tricks anymore.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

There were only a hundred or so people in total, a dozen or so were knocked down by two rounds of archery, and the others obediently took several big steps back.

"Squat! Squat! Squat!"

The refugees squatted down with their knees wrapped around their knees, like trembling quails. It was completely unexpected that they charged fiercely to eat people just before tea time.

The dozen or so who were hit by the arrow lay bleeding on the ground. The archers didn't kill them, but in this era of lack of medical care and medicine, an arrow wound on the body is basically equivalent to death.

Because the arrow pulling operation is a very traumatic operation, even if the arrow is not fatal, the amount of bleeding after the arrow is drawn is fatal.

The farmers who were preparing to fight in the farmland saw the dangerous situation turned upside down in an instant, holding hoes and other objects, dumbfounded, standing in place, wanting to go forward but not daring.

Where did this come from as a soldier?

But it was all too timely.

After such a stalemate for a while, a daring farmer walked over with a hoe in both hands, standing on the side of the archers and bending over repeatedly.

"Master, who are they?"

"Refugees from Zhang County." The leading archer team said, with a face in Chinese characters, it looked particularly upright.

"Zhang County? Refugees?"

This farm on the edge of the county naturally knew that the neighbor Zhang County was outside the official road, but they didn't know about the refugees.

"There are actually refugees in Zhang County?"

"The refugees are still here?"

"But they didn't come in this direction from the official road?"

Farmers who dared to pick up their hoe and prepare to fight were not cowards. Seeing the one in front was speaking well, the rest of them also braved up and came over. They just heard the last sentence and looked at each other for a while.

"There is an army camp on the official road to stop the refugees. They found another path to get in. Your Zhuangzi is on the border of the county. Haven't you heard any news? It has been several days since the camp was built. "

(End of this chapter)