Slowly, Yang He's joy at seeing the crowd faded. Although this farm was good, it was not his place to stay.

He even noticed that someone opened his bow and arrow in the arrow tower, and saw the vigilance and disgust in the eyes of those people, and couldn't help but sigh.

People's hearts are as hard as iron in troubled times. For these people in the market, their own people may be unpredictable people who come to snatch their food.

Minister Yang also said angrily: "Pickle dirty goods, don't let people enter."

Qi Youxin hesitated and said, "My husband..."

Yang He nodded and forgot that this is not a place for his own people to live and live in peace and well-being.

Let’s go, I have thought it simple. A place to live in troubled times is full of vigilance and rejection, with closed small circles.

Even if he manages the village himself, he will not be willing to let strangers in. He will even send heavy troops to guard the river section in the south of the village.

I also have some thoughts from later generations. This kind of village that protects itself is not a town in later generations. If I open my doors to do business, I am afraid that there are not many people coming.

He was about to send an order to leave, but suddenly there was a commotion ahead, but a woman begging, "Master, okay, the child is too hungry."

She got up from the ground, as if she was about to run closer to beg. At this moment, a sound of a bowstring and a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the woman was shot to the ground by an arrow.

Yang He felt a stern, and the opening of the Yuan bow at least reached the standard of the middle force bow.

There was a commotion there, and the woman seemed to be shot in the throat and neck. Yang He did not hear her voice, but a little girl's shrill cry came from: "Mom, wake up..."

The commotion in front of him was even louder, and suddenly a man's voice sounded: "Brothers, this rich man in the village is rich and unkind and refuses to save him. It is better for everyone to attack him. If the village is broken, the wife and children can have a full meal."

Yang He frowned. Can this little person break the dike? This person has ulterior motives!

He was about to see who this person was when he saw the refugees in front of him seemed to be red in their eyes, and were excited and confused. He didn't think about anything, so dozens of people rushed forward with sticks.

Then...

The sound of the bowstrings was loud, and a rain of arrows roared in front of them, and the archers from the arrow towers on both sides attacked each other.

Hearing the tight sound of the bow and arrow, Yang He felt awe-inspiring. Kaiyuan bows were all Kaiyuan bows, and many of them also met the standards of a medium-strength bow.

The sharp arrows roared, and a large number of rushing refugees fell down. Then they lost their courage and ran around like headless flies. Many people panicked and fell into the water puddle next to them. Then howling was not like a human voice, but they were pierced by the sharp wooden thorns inside.

Yang He shouted: "Protection!"

He covered the wooden covers with two baskets behind him and took off his round shield from the saddle. Although the archers of the Xizi were just attacking the refugees in front of him, he had to guard against it.

Everyone in the army quickly loosened the ropes and moved the square shield and round shield to their fronts, protecting the child behind them, holding the shield grip, ready to lift it at any time. Immediately, a large area of ​​shield shadows here were quite spectacular.

Suddenly, another explosion came from the front, and a thick white smoke rose up on the wall, accompanied by a sharp fire flash. Two men in front staggered and fell to the ground without a sound.

Yang He could see clearly that a huge hole appeared on their backs, but the body was penetrated by a lead bullet.

The lead bullet was not extinguished, and then he hit the third man. The first two men died on the spot. The man fell back several meters and then rolled on the ground and screamed shrillly.

Although his body was not penetrated, his chest was also smashed by lead bullets.

Yang He gritted his teeth: "Nine-headed bird."

This big bird gun could not even defend against an iron shield at a distance of 100 steps. Fortunately, the Weizi still did not attack the back, which made Yang He feel a little relieved.

The refugees in front screamed, and they paused completely. Many people fell to their knees in fear, or ran back in panic.

Looking at the side of the Arrow Tower, it seems that as long as the refugees do not move forward, they let everyone escape and ignore it.

Yang He sighed, he hung the round shield back and said, "Let's go."

Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin also shook their heads and sighed. They passed on and ordered Wuzhong to leave.

However, at this time, refugees kept running backwards, and the road was filled with people. Even if the road was four or five meters wide, it was not easy for everyone to leave for a while.

Yang He simply ordered everyone to avoid a flat ground between the water pits on the roadside and wait for the refugees to come over to talk.

A little girl who was crying came over. She sobbed and called her mother, looking at her dark all over, and she had already entered the cold winter. She was still wearing a thin coat, still as worn as a sack, and a pair of straw sandals, trembling as cold as cold.

Yang He saw that the little girl was only six or seven years old, and her mother seemed to be the woman who was shot to death at first.

Seeing a group of people following her, there was a strange light flashing in the eyes of several men.

Yang He sighed: "Please take this little girl."

Zhao Zhongju responded quickly, she pulled the little girl over and said, "Child, follow your aunt from now on."

Seeing the little girl looking at her timidly, she took out a piece of jerky meat from her arms and said softly: "You're hungry, this is what my aunt gave you."

Seeing the jerky meat on the little girl's hands, the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Suddenly, the man's voice rang again: "All the local geniuses, the rich people in the world are not good things, the big people in this village are, and the scholars are the same. Why can he ride a horse, so we can only walk? Everyone went up together, took the horses, we had a full meal, and seeing them carrying the load, maybe there is still food in the house!"

The surrounding area is quieter, and many people look at Yang He. He rides on a horse, standing out from the crowd, so eye-catching.

Yes, Zhuangzi is not easy to deal with, but the people in front of him...

Anyway, if you can't survive, it's better to die before eating and steal the horse, enough to have a full meal for yourself.

Minister Yang was furious: "Who is talking?"

Yang He was furious: "Looking for death!"

He didn't see the man, but he glanced at the eyes of the people, and saw that there was an incomparable madness and despair in the eyes of the people. Some refugees before, also had a flash of intention in their eyes. They stopped, as if they were inclined to surround them, and this terrain.

Yang He knew that he could never show mercy, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

He suddenly took the five-power bow into his hand, and at the same time he slapped an arrow.

"Bang!"

With the sound of the bowstring, the arrow shot out.

"Puff!" The long arrow shot into the throat and came out from the back of the neck. A man who was determined to move and rolled to the ground without making a sound.

He struggled and twitched, and the pain of being shot through his neck made him feel in pain.

Yang He turned around and with a soothing arrow, another man rolled on the ground with his neck covering his head.

Yang He fired his bows from left to right, and shot hard, and the sound of bowstrings came one after another. He shot more than a dozen arrows in a row. A large number of people fell from the front and back. He shot his neck through them. He rolled on the ground and just twitched and struggled. The strong smell of blood spread.

There were screams around, and everyone retreated to the surroundings, as if this was the forbidden area of ​​the God of Death.

Some people even failed to see the road clearly and accidentally fell into a puddle next to the road.

Even the sound of exclamation came from the arrow tower on the walls and there were many figures, so I gave guidance to this side.

Yang He shouted sternly: "Kneel down!"

Minister Yang and Hero Han took the waist and the round shield in his hand, and both shouted loudly: "Everyone kneels down, those who do not kneel down will die!"

The refugees around were staring blankly, each of whom was intimidated by Yang He's power. With a loud bang, they couldn't help but kneel all over the ground, leaving only a helpless man standing.

The man looked honest and honest, but his eyes were full of panic at this moment. Seeing Yang He’s eyes popping, he screamed, turned around and ran away.

Yang He looked at him coldly. Those brainless idiots would incite him to die early and reincarnate early. The culprit in front of him should not be let go.

He called out: "Ying'er, Qian'er, I've grasped it firmly."

With a chorus, he pulled out his saber, rode his horse, and chased the man.

The man was extremely frightened. He shouted and ran, hoping that someone could help him resist the pursuit.

But along the way, the refugees saw Yang He riding his horse, and they all rolled and crawled far away to both sides of the road, so how could they care about him?

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I will update these two days. While there is no big recommendation, I will prepare more manuscripts.
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