The fierce cold wind blows, and the clouds fly miserably.

Under a broken earth wall, a beggar with disheveled hair and uncovered clothes was curled up there, avoiding the cold wind.

How can a broken earth wall be blocked from this seamless cold wind?

"Huh~"

The cold wind blew, and the beggar's exposed skin suddenly had goose bumps.

"Hiss--so cold, so hungry, why am I so unlucky?"

Liu Feng got up from the cold and hard ground with a sad face. While he was sizzling, he kept rubbing his palms with his hands and stomping his feet. It took him a while to feel a trace of temperature. However, it would be fine if he lie down and doesn't move, but he became more hungry when he moves.

I miss braised pork, roast goose and fried chicken ~

It has been two days since time traveling. Liu Feng estimated that he might be the most unlucky time traveler in history. It would be fine if his soul penetrated into a beggar, but he didn't expect to encounter a famine that was rare in a century in this era.

He was hungry for thousands of miles, and the people were crazy, and they were eating. He had watched all these tragedies in the world in the past two days. As a thin little beggar, let alone eating, he was not eaten by the hungry people around him. It was already a great luck.

However, Liu Feng knew very well that even if he was not eaten and could not eat anything, he might starve to death.

"Food is being distributed, everyone who wants to eat is here~"

Suddenly, a loud roar rang in the direction of the Land Temple not far away. The loud roar was no less than the sound of nature in the ears of the surrounding victims.

All the hungry people who were originally curled up in the corner and were weak were as if they were injected with chicken blood, and instantly exploded, and countless people gathered together from all directions.

Liu Feng was naturally unwilling to let the crowd, but he felt like he was squeezing the bus during the peak hours of work. No, it was more cruel than squeezing the bus. Some people started to fight because they couldn't squeeze in front of them, and soon they developed into a big melee. The people who were knocked to the ground were directly submerged in the crowd. Although they were not stepped into meat sauce, there was absolutely no way out.

Facing the fists and feet stretched out from all directions, Liu Feng could only hold his head with his hands and rush forward, relying on his strength. Although he was hit by a lot of fists and feet on his back, he was lucky enough to rush forward with his thin figure.

In front of the dilapidated land temple, hundreds of big men holding long knives and wearing black turbans on their heads were blocking the crowd. Behind them were large baskets filled with gray steamed buns and dough cakes.

Facing the surging crowd, the man quickly formed a wall of humans, waved his long sword in his hand and directly rushed to his body, slashing the person who wanted to steal food to the ground. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere and screams kept ringing.

"Stop it all!"

The smell of blood and the group of fierce and vicious men holding sharp blades made thousands of hungry people around them awake instantly and stopped.

When Liu Feng saw the corpses lying in a pool of blood, his scalp was also numb. The serrated blade just now passed by him, and he almost became a ghost under the knife, and his life was like a mustard of grass.

After seeing the victims calm down, a one-eyed man came out and said loudly: "Come one by one, come here after you get it, don't run around!"

Because Liu Feng stood upwards, soon a cold steamed bun was stuffed into his hands and then taken to another open space.

After finding a corner to sit down, Liu Feng took a hard bite at the cold and hard steamed bun in his hand.

He knelt his teeth at the first time.

Not only is this steamed bun so unpalatable, it also has sand and weeds inside. If it is placed before crossing, it is thrown on the ground and doesn't even eat dogs. But now Liu Feng doesn't care about so much. Although it's unpalatable, he still shuts his mouth and swallows the steamed buns into his stomach with all his strength.

As soon as he was halfway through the steamed bun, he suddenly got kicked in the back. With a strong force coming, he couldn't help but lie forward on the ground. His vest was so painful that it was probably red and swollen. The steamed bun in his hand also rolled in front.

Liu Feng was about to pick up the steamed bun, but someone stepped on the back of his hand, which made him feel heartbroken. He saw a man wearing a shabby single dress and a dirty face, looked at him coldly, then reached out to pick up the half of the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

After the man stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth, he immediately rushed towards the next target.

Regarding this kind of food grabbing situation, the big men with long swords in the black turbans not far away ignored it.

Liu Feng got up silently and returned to the corner to sit down. Although he had eaten half a steamed bun, he felt even hungry. As for trouble for that man, don’t make fun of him. Just rely on his bean sprout-like body. In this environment, he was going to die.

Not long after, the food was distributed, and the unlucky people who had not received the food were driven to the open space, which was crowded and messy for a while.

After all the refugees were gathered together, a man wearing black leather armor, big ears and straight noses stood on a broken table in the open space, facing all the victims under the support of a group of burly men with black turbans.

"You may not know me. My name is Chen Sheng. I was originally a hunter in Chenjia Village. Everyone has been suffering over the years. The north has been drought for years, and the crops in the fields have been destroyed, and there are no harvests. There are no animals and beasts on the mountains. Now the court does not want to provide disaster relief and relief to the people, but has increased taxes. Corrupt officials bully the people, the people live in poverty and starve for thousands of miles!"

Speaking of this, he changed his tone, and his voice was filled with grief and anger, "Everyone, the court is not giving us a way out. If you want to live, we can only rely on ourselves. I know that you are not full. Don't talk about you, I haven't eaten enough for a long time. The meal just now was the last little food in my hand, but it doesn't matter, because I know that there is food in the city, but I don't know if you have the courage to pick it up with me!"

Hearing this, the victims immediately looked at each other. At this time, even the stupidest person knew that these big men in black turban wanted to rebel.

At this time, many people couldn't help but show a hint of fear on their faces. The Qian Dynasty has been in power for more than 600 years, and its rule has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. Rebellion is a death sentence for killing the nine clans. When everyone thinks of this, they instinctively feel scared.

"I said why are you hesitating? If you continue to stay here, you can only wait for death. Do you rather starve to death than follow Leader Chen to a way out?"

Someone stood up and shouted, and Liu Feng suddenly realized that this was obviously a entrusted person arranged in advance in the crowd.

"Isn't it just a rebellion? Anyway, there is no way to survive. What are you afraid of? Even if you die, you have to be a full-fledged ghost!"

"Yes, damn it, there is a lot of food waiting for us in the city!"

With these reciprocity, the fear on the faces of the victims was gradually replaced by madness.

"Captain Chen, let's listen to you and be damn it!"

"Yes, it's reversed!"

"Reverse!"

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Looking at the excited crowd around him, Liu Feng expressed his despair. As expected, there was no free lunch in the world. After eating half a steamed bun, he became a thief.

However, if you want to survive, you can only take the path of rebellion. He is not like other time travelers, who can make soap, glass, etc., and it is impossible to do so by taking the technological farming route.

【Ding, the camp was selected successfully, the system was activated...】

Suddenly, a cold and mechanical voice sounded in Liu Feng's heart, and then a light curtain appeared in front of him.

Name: [Liu Feng]

Faction: [Thief]

Official position: [None]

Meritorious:【0】

Unlocked troops: [Bandit soldiers: initial troops, training degree (0/100) Disadvantages: No formal training, poor discipline, advantages: strong body, high morale, extremely loyal to the host, recruitment: 1 person/1 merit value.]

Skill: [None]

Reputation: [Obsolutely]

Trial mission: [Help the thief army capture a county town, the mission is successful: reward 15 merit points, the soldier's training rate is 20 points, and the failure: the system leaves the host.]

"It seems that I will take the battle for the future."
Chapter completed!