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Chapter 1709 The same refugee tide ([-])

"I'll give it! I'll give it to me!" The steward was quite decisive, "I'll invite these brothers and a few military masters to have a full meal. This is all I can do. Please forgive me for more day."

The steward is worthy of being a steward, that is, he can speak. First, he should show what he can give under his own authority. If he wants more, he can’t be the master himself.

"Hurry up, time is limited, we still have time to watch here, but you have been here all year round, it is very clear that there are other paths around here that can be detoured."

"Clear, clear! Very fast!"

The steward's legs were so frightened that the words of the soldiers are all true. There are still a few small roads around. They don't know how to get there, but they are very clear about the small road in front of the house. Detour to Zhang County It will save half an hour than taking the official road.

Such a small road was discovered by refugees, and more than 100 people can come here today, and more people will come here tomorrow, so many people come every day, their little Zhuangzi can't bear it.

"Go back quickly, go back quickly! Look at the kitchen and bring over all the food!"

The steward jumped in a hurry, and the villagers behind him ran back. It was a matter of their own safety. They also knew very well that if these refugees were not sent away and kept outside the village, they would not know what would happen after dark .

In other words, there is no need to wait for dark, as long as these soldiers withdraw, the refugees will definitely rush into Zhuangzi.

Why not take advantage of the fact that there are still these soldiers who can keep them under control, quickly feed them a meal and send them away, and then pray that they won't come back tomorrow.

If you really want to come, go to the neighbor's house by another path.

After the villagers ran far away, the archers turned their heads to look at the refugees on the ground. They were all squatting obediently on the ground, but they all heard that there was food for a while, and their faces showed a bit of joy and anticipation. Even the wounded lying on the ground struggled to sit up regardless of the arrows stuck in their bodies.

"You all heard what I said just now. If you are full, you will return the same way. If you dare to delay, you will be killed. If you pretend to leave and want to kill your carbine, you will be killed. Do you hear me?" the bow captain threatened.

"I heard it, I heard it!"

The refugees did not dare to resist or argue. Anyway, they would have a full meal in a while, and what to do after the meal was over.

Some of them wanted to pretend to go back the same way, but in fact they would lie in ambush in the woods and come back after dark, but these soldiers have already told the truth, and those who have this idea are afraid that if they really do this, they will be killed It would be too unfair to find that one shot to death.

The injured people didn't make a sound, they were all injured like this, some of them were already chilled from blood loss, and their only thought now was to be a full ghost before they died.

The only steward who didn't leave stood aside, wiping his cold sweat. He was really afraid that when these soldiers left, he thought what would happen to his farm if the refugees who had gone far turned around and shot back.

Even if today is peaceful, what if more people come tomorrow.

The more I thought about it, the more trembling I became, but at the moment I didn't dare to say more, afraid that anything I said would be telling these refugees how to rob this village.

Zhuangzi's big kitchen is crowded with people at the moment, and the cart carrying goods has parked in the yard of the kitchen. It's time to eat breakfast early in the morning, and because of the autumn harvest, Zhuangzi happens to have three meals a day these days, porridge, steamed buns and buns And small pickles, bucket by bucket to the car, and then everyone pulled the cart and sent it out.

(End of this chapter)