However, for Zhang Xun, the Du Yuhou who survived death again, his situation in Chuzhou was not so easy during this period.

Although he gave up his plan to lurk and move in Qingliu City, his situation did not improve as a result, but instead became worse. Because as a large number of villages were abandoned or destroyed due to the epidemic, the remaining surviving population was dispersed and merged into the roads and market towns or large villages that were about to rush.

This made him want to conduct private spy, contact, and even incite people's sentiment and other activities, and was undoubtedly greatly compressed. After all, without hiding and hiding each other with familiar friends, he would rather protect and hold on with strangers from other places, and the probability of taking risks and dying was greatly reduced.

Before this, Zhang Xun had seen more than once, those suspicious people who tried to sneak in or sneak into the village were raised by the villagers and called them, beaten to death halfway and tied up and sent them out, and handed them to the nearby thief and military officers.

Even those small groups of scattered soldiers and desperate bandits who had fled, never got a good idea. When they approached the village, they were warmly welcomed by beating drums and drums while waiting for the bows and arrows. Often, before they could find their flaws and weaknesses, they were surrounded and attacked by the nearby gangs.

The result of most of them not being able to escape was that they turned into corpses hanging on the street trees on the roadside. A small number of them survived were to take these thieves according to the map, and they turned around and took the dens and nests where they were hiding and hiding. Then another fire burned into ruins.

So much so that as a dignified general of the Shouhao Army, a model of the heroic surname of Chuzhou, and the leader of the rangers, he could only rely on taking advantage of the situation when people were not paying attention to it, and secretly digging some immature melons, vegetables, and scattering some immature melons, vegetables, and scattering, thinking that he would fill his stomach for a while.

By the way, most of the local rangers and outlaws had joined him and followed the Shouhao army to pursue their fame and fortune. But according to his expectations, there were still some targets left in the local area. But this time the result still disappointed him.

In the suburbs and rural areas, those sects and desperados like temples, villas, villas, ferry shops, and other places where hedgehogs gather, are either abandoned or burned into white land. By chance, you can also see large mounds of landfilled bodies, etc.; obviously, those who gather in them all year round are also worried.

It was not until this moment that Zhang Xun truly understood that he had to admit that the cruel methods adopted by these thieves in the late summer and winter months had almost destroyed the wealthy families from the perspective of their vision, and the management of several generations of people in the countryside and most of the foundations that could be used.

Although he finally found a few old acquaintances of the past after he searched hard, he did not dare to recognize each other rashly for various reasons. Because most of these people became the objects of supervision in the settlements of outsiders; finally there was a person who was unattended, but he was suspicious and did not dare to approach him.

Because the other party seemed to be trusted by the thief army, it was even more impossible to ensure that he would give himself the first place for some reason for his interest. At this time, Zhang Xun felt a little regretful, why did he rush to silence the old slave who had helped him?

Now, he finally has reached a new turning point. For some reason, the thief troops scattered in the local area have evacuated in large numbers. The experience of hiding in the countryside has also transformed him from a fairly strong and strong warrior to a ragged-haired, ragged-haired, scattered and rainy village.

Of course, after this step, his original intention and thoughts have changed. Since he can no longer expect the villagers to respond, he must also inquire about the enemy situation and take back everything he saw and heard here to let Yang Dusu know so that he can live up to the numerous sacrifices and costs he rushes out for those of them to death.

Zhang Xun thought so, and arched his body and stepped over a newly repaired place after the fence collapsed. He was dragging a thin wild dog with his neck broken in his hand. Although it looked really shriveled and had little meat, he could barely eat it after being cooked with fire.

These days, eating these half-baked wild animals in the wild, really made him feel a little bit out of his mouth. But it made him miss the days when he was in the army with a big fish and meat under his robes, drinking with him, and even entering Guangling, the world's largest wealthy resort, where beautiful girls accompany him and sing every night.

So much so that he became a little restless when he was eating raw meat and drinking blood. He couldn't help but kidnap a lonely laundry village woman who thought she was showing off her desire, but he inevitably alarmed the neighboring villagers. He shouted loudly and shouted loudly, and had to kill the other party and escape.

Therefore, at present, there are only a few hidden households scattered in the wild. However, these people are also examples of family life being ruined by their own lives. Most of them are suffering from various diseases and decay and can only survive. Even he is unwilling to approach and get involved.

So when the last thing came, he could only choose to venture into the newly established farmhouses, take advantage of the chaos in which the matter was started and wrapped with some daily things. This abandoned stable located next to the farmhouse, the space between the upper part of the upper floor was his temporary hiding place.

However, after stepping in this time, Zhang Xun smelled another smell besides dust and dirt, and saw several insignificant handprints on the thick adobe wall. He couldn't help but be shocked and quickly threw the wild dog in his hand, pressed the horizontal knife on his carry-on and turned away, but he couldn't prevent an unknown obstacle from being mixed under his feet.

Suddenly, the slum cover and support above his head collapsed with a loud bang, pressing him under a roll of smoke and dust;

Then, Zhang Xun, who was covered in dust and unable to see, struggled to break free from the collapsed ruins, but was covered by a broken fishing net thrown in the air. Even the horizontal knife did not pull out and chopped, and then he was dragged to the ground with all his strength in amidst shouts around him.

"Catch it, catch it, it's not in vain for days of practice..."

"Good thief, the theft these days has fallen on your head."

"I'm still a habitual offender, my ducks!!"

When Zhang Xun heard this, he was so angry and ashamed that he wanted to roar on the spot. If it weren't for the harsh and vicious places of peace, how could he have humiliated the vanguard of generals who killed and seized the flag in the Huainan official army and be regarded as a stealing person?

Just as Zhang Xun struggled hard to pull out the short sword to protect himself, another voice exclaimed in surprise:

"No, look at his eyes as red as silk, his forehead and cheeks are red, I'm afraid he's already infected with the crazy outside?"

"Why would you almost beat me to death and drag it out to burn it. Should you keep it to get intoxicated with everyone?"

Then Zhang Xun was beaten like rain and screamed in pain, unable to even speak his whole words. At this moment, he just wanted to die, and it would be better to continue to be humiliated by the mobs of fools. Then, his horizontal sword and his short sword were also pulled out by others.

Then someone shouted:

"This guy is also carrying swordsmanship. I'm afraid this is not an ordinary thief?"

"Look at the flower decorations on the knife head, this is not something that ordinary farmers use."

Another old voice interface said:

"Then we have caught a bandit for a year?"

The people around him exclaimed:

"Stop quickly, but stop quickly, if you beat him to death, how can you change things with me?"

"But I don't know if this guy is worthy of my ducks?"

"Looking at the outfit, I'm afraid I can get a sheep..."

"It's more than just a sheep. If it's a thief with a great origin, even a whole cow and horse can be counted on."

However, after hearing these words, Zhang Xun, who had been beaten and covered in his chest, could not bear the sudden and angry grief in his heart. He suddenly surged into his throat and vomited blood and fainted.

At noon the next day, the villagers who were waiting early at the intersection as eyeliner finally waited for a small group of people holding the Kunpeng Green Banner. However, there were not many soldiers wearing armor expected, but many soldiers and clerks wearing black veiled trousers, tight-sleeved arrow clothes or corset shirts.

Then, Wei Zhuang, the field researcher who led the team, looked at the villagers who blocked the road and the "things" surrounded by them, tied up and swollen like pig's heads. He couldn't help but wonder, are there such people who are openly blocking the road, threatening and threatening Taiping, who are not afraid of death?

Then he saw a middle-aged man with a face full of wrinkles and limps, and looked obviously premature. He shouted loudly with his back hunched over:

"The villain here asks for good deeds for the officials..."

"I don't know what you are asking for?"

Wei Zhuang became more and more alert and winked at the left and right.

"Our village happened to catch a big thief yesterday. I would like to ask the official, is it still worthwhile to take the hustle and reward in the prefectures and counties?"

"Of course, count! As long as you can verify the correct body, you can also turn it into corresponding wealth, rice, and poultry and livestock!"

Wei Zhuang heard the sound but said without hesitation:

"That's fine, that's fine..."

The leading man and the people behind him couldn't help but shout with joy.

So after a moment, Wei Zhuang got a short sword as the corresponding identity certificate, but he couldn't help but feel a little surprised and overjoyed. Because after all, he was a student of Beijing for many years and a scholar. Even if his family was in ruins, his corresponding eyesight and knowledge were slightly broader than those of scholars from other places.

As the saying goes, it is the basic principle of "a sword and a sword, a commoner's stick", and the swords in the army are naturally different from those who like to play swords and attack, advocate light swords and ravages, and are good at using light swords and fast swords. Under normal circumstances, only the Qianniu children and the battles in front of the court will be accompanied by this silver short sword with complex flower ornaments textures in addition to the Yidao and the Pu-head spear, but in terms of etiquette and decorative nature, it is even more than the self-defense function.

In recent years, the court has become more and more famous in the local area, so even the vassal states have begun to imitate such a form and reward them with close children and relatives. Therefore, since the other party can get such a silver short sword, it is at least the agent of the personal guards of one force.

Therefore, at this time, Wei Zhuang even had some contradictory thoughts: if he could skip these people and take advantage of this merit, it would at least become a wonderful help to further the career of the officialdom. However, the next moment, he abandoned this unbearable thought.
Chapter completed!