The Zhao family is such a huge monster. This time, Zhu Zhen’s power on Huoshan is too weak.

Although he was very troubled, just like a bird locked in a cage, no matter how powerful he was, could he escape the cage?

The old saying goes clearly. How many nails can be made with iron?

"Uncle Wang, you are so unwise to surrender to Zhu Zhen.

Their soldiers are indeed elite, but how many of them are there?

In addition, there are no more than 800 young people in your village, right?

And if you surrender to him, he will take you out with you. You are running back into the desperate situation and still going deep into the danger. Why bother?"

Wu Yi sighed and said.

When I went up the mountain to learn skills, the village was in trouble. Uncle Wang led the villagers in their village to help. Otherwise, after he went down the mountain, Wujiazhuang would still exist. It would be different to say that Wu Yi always remembered this great kindness.

But this does not mean that for this kindness, he can personally decide to give up the benefits that the villagers can get.

I can't agree, and the villagers who can't even eat food will not agree.

However, it is not easy for Uncle Wang, and he may even be coerced by Zhu Zhen.

So Wu Yi was ready to persuade Mr. Wang Tiebang to change his mind.

My master mentioned to me that skills like Uncle Wang who practiced from the battlefield are the most aggressive.

A man in the martial arts world, even if he has great skills, would not be willing to fight with such veterans who survived on the battlefield and were desperate to fight.

"You boy is worried about me instead.

Think about it, even if your village blocks the elite force behind me, how many people can be left in your Wujiazhuang?

Even the Zhao family keeps their promise and gives you land. There is no government control in this troubled era. Can you, Wujiazhuang, who has suffered heavy losses, defend these lands?

Think about it again, if your Wujiazhuang suffers heavy losses, is it better for the Zhao family to give you land, or will it directly refuse to admit it, or even kill you?

Even if these families are disguised, they will never vomit bones when they eat people."

Wang Tiebang's words awakened Wu Yi.

If there are too many people who die, it is another matter whether the Zhao family will give it land. If there are not enough young and strong people, how can this land be maintained?

In troubled times, being young and strong is the most precious wealth.

If there are no people, what is the use of no amount of land?

I am afraid that as long as the Zhao family sends some slaves over and takes advantage of the night to destroy Wujiazhuang.

Is it so difficult to survive in this chaotic world?

Wu Yi felt a lot of pain in his heart.

Back then, I went up the mountain to learn skills and wanted to learn a lot of skills. After returning to the village in the future, I could protect the safety of the country so that everyone would not dare to bully Wujiazhuang.

But when he came back down the mountain, he realized that no matter how big he was, he could not fight against the world's general trend and these huge families.

For a moment, Wu Yi, who was young, felt as if he was dead.

Old Master Wang Tiechui showed a clear look on his face, after all, he was young.

"Zhu Zhen, the Bo of Xuyi County, was appointed by the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, and was under the throne of the Duke of Wu. The Junshan and Xuyi in his jurisdiction have long been in harmony with the people, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment.

People like us who cannot eat, do not exist at all.

Why didn’t you surrender the county magistrate like me?”

Wu Yi's face changed several times, and he finally shook his head.

It's easy to say, but how can things be that simple?

First of all, there are no good things for outsiders.

When the Red Turban Army was in rebellion, he had hope, but what about reality?

Is this group of Red Turban Army useful in addition to robbing everywhere and scaring everyone to hide from Tibet?

Not to mention the benefits, even the dealers in the fields were plundered by them on the grounds of war.

The adults who came later were almost the same.

They don’t care about the lives of the people at all. Instead, every time there is one more adult, everyone’s life will be a little harder.

Later, Wu Yi summarized it.

Huai'an is just a bowl of rice. The more people there are on the table, the fewer the people in Huai'an can eat.

Who knows whether this new county uncle deliberately won people's hearts and when Huai'an was completely in his hands, he would be like everyone else again?

You know, what these despicable big men are best at pretending to deceive, and then eating them, the common people, do not even have bones left.

And even if you have your own joining, at most, there are more than 1,000 people. With more than 1,000 people, how can you defeat the team of tens of thousands of people under the mountain?

This is unrealistic! "Uncle Wang, I can't tell whether Zhu Zhen is good or bad. Even if I surrender, we only have one thousand people. How can we defeat more than ten thousand people?"

What Wu Yi said actually makes sense to many people, and even people from Wangjia Village agree with it.

Together, we only have more than 1,000 people. How can we be the opponent of tens of thousands of people?

Don’t talk about what the future is, can we keep it in the present?

"Children, you don't believe it in the long term. This thing needs to be observed slowly. When I was in the army, General Guo said something, "It's like a person's heart over time."

The human heart cannot be seen in a day or two. Let’s talk about something practical. Do you have food to eat now?

White rice and oily chicken legs, these are on the mountain, and that smells good."

Mr. Wang Tiebang said, "If you don't listen, why don't you? He's really eating food from the mountains."

Zhu Zhen and others were confused. What are you doing with this battle formation by the old man?

Can the enemy put down their weapons because of a meal?

"You really have food?"

Wu Yi widened and asked, looking at Zhu Zhen.

Not only Wu Yi, but all the tenants in Wujiazhuang looked at Zhu Zhen with concern.

“Uh, some.”

Zhu Zhen had not yet reacted to the confusion caused by Mr. Wang Tiebang.

“How many are there?”

Wu Yi continued to ask.

"Many, a thousand people can eat for half a month."

Zhu Zhen’s answer was very straightforward.

Something even more incredible to everyone happened. Wu Yi and others, who had not entered the world of all kinds of principles just now, actually started to carry the roadblocks blocking Zhu Zhen.

Then, except for Wu Yi, the group knelt on the ground obediently and shouted: "We have surrendered."

This is a little too sudden.

The meal was dropped in one bite.

"You little brat, you're not here to pay homage to your lord."

Although Wu Yi was majestic in front of others, when he arrived in front of Mr. Wang Tiebang, he was like a little hen being held, and he had no chance to react at all.

After Wu Yi, who was thrown to death, stood up and looked at Zhu Zhen with a serious face and said, "We are just making a living, just like following the Zhao family. When you have no food, we will still leave without hesitation. The word "Lord" is really impossible to speak."

All the generals around Zhu Zhen frowned. Why is this person like this?

You've been downgraded, why are you still talking?

Only Zhu Zhen showed a faint smile on his face, "This person can be used because he is very honest."
Chapter completed!