Chapter 8 Conflict
"Brother, I have boiled some hot water for you. You soak your feet to relieve your fatigue."
"Brother, let me massage your back. My skills are very good."
"Brother, try the wild fruit I just found."
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Since escaping overnight that night, Qin Hao and the others have embarked on the road to escape to Luoyang. They are really tired with more than 30 oil bottles on their backs. Fortunately, these children are quite conscientious and respect themselves. They are also sincere in treating themselves as their elder brother, which makes him feel much more comfortable.
As I thought, there was no trouble in killing the male and female family. I didn’t encounter any trouble, nor did the government show signs of catching people. Now they have walked out more than 200 miles and should be safe.
If this was a big case in the peaceful years, it would be a big case that would be a great deal of heaven. At this time, it would not be possible to make any waves. The Tang Dynasty today can be said to be in turmoil. God did not rain. He had just passed the Weishui Shame and Liang Shidu's conquest and was unable to provide disaster relief. If Li Shimin had not changed his person, the country would have changed hands. The law and discipline were in chaos. One day, 1,800 people would not starve to death. Just ten local officials would have just outlined it.
My younger brothers and sisters all painted their faces with charcoal ash, otherwise this big group of beauties would cause so much trouble.
They were only about a dozen young and a half young boys, and only a few weapons. Along the way, the refugee team was simply vast, like a marching force, and it was obvious that the closer they were to Luoyang, the more people there were. This feeling of uncontrolled fate made Qin Hao very uncomfortable.
"Okay, let's go on a break and continue on the road. One day earlier, one day earlier, one day earlier."
Everyone looked a little annoyed. After all, they were still very tired after rushing all the way, but most of them didn't say anything. They also knew that this was for everyone's good, so they gritted their teeth and stood up and continued walking.
But someone stopped doing it, and Xiaoping said, "Brother, brother, can you...can you rest for a while? I really can't walk anymore. If I continue, I will die."
The big bull curled his lips and said, "Stay off, you have done a lot. You have only taken a few steps along the way. You have occupied this ox cart for most of the time. Look at Xiao Cui, they are in the same situation as you, why haven't they said tired before?"
Xiaoping was furious, with tears flashing in his eyes, and said anxiously: "Damn cow, of course you are not tired when riding a horse. Look at who is not tired of your younger brother and sister. I can't understand. We are not in a hurry. We need food and gold on our bodies. Why do we have to go to Luoyang so anxiously?
As soon as these words came out, Qin Hao couldn't help but be shocked and roared quickly: "Stop! If you don't want to listen to me, you can get out!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The sound of Xiaoping just now was not small, and apart from his own people, many outsiders have heard it.
Because it is a drought, the water is very precious. Most victims will choose to walk along the river, so at least they don’t have to worry about dying of thirst because they can’t get water. There is only one river in the Chang'an to Luoyang line, so the density between the victims is actually quite high.
The group of men next to him heard Xiaoping's words and their eyes were green. Listen to what this woman just said? Enough food and enough gold?
Good, these are more than thirty people!
In this year, food is fate, and some people are willing to steal other people's lives and continue to give them to themselves.
Seeing that the people there stood up and walked slowly towards them, even vaguely showing a double-team. There were no serious guys in their hands, all of them were hoes, harpoons, etc., but a layer of fine beads of sweat could not help but seep out of Qin Hao's palm.
"Big Bull" Qin Hao whispered.
The big bull understood it. He sat on the high-headed horse without saying a word, but took off the bow and arrow, put an arrow on it, and silently aimed at one of the men, ready to shoot the arrow out at any time.
The other teenagers also followed suit, prepared the weapons in their hands, stood in front with their chests raised and raised their heads, blocking the girls behind them, glaring at these people with bad intentions, and preparing to fight for their lives.
When they saw these half-aged men, they even had bows and arrows in their hands. They were shocked and were shocked for a moment.
Qin Hao observed nervously and breathed a little relieved. There were six men on the other side, all of whom were in their prime. It seemed that they were all farmers, without hunters, and there were no soldiers in the palace. Facing a dozen young men with bows and arrows, they might not have much advantage. It is difficult to say who loses and who wins.
The two groups of people stared at me and I stared at you, which looked a bit like the gang fights before, but they were completely different, because fighting in later generations was anger, and fighting for fate.
The opponent did not dare to act rashly, and Qin Hao and the others did not dare. The two sides just stood in a stalemate. One thing is at least very similar to the fight in later generations, that is: no matter how fierce the fight was, they were staring at each other as a prelude.
Behind them, the girls who were protected by men all looked at the small screen with a knife-like eyes. If their eyes were lethal, they would probably be broken into pieces. Xiao Cui wanted to speak out for her good sister, but unfortunately she opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
No one is stupid, and children can see how dangerous the situation is. Maybe everyone will die in this wilderness because of her words.
Qin Hao had no intention of paying attention to what was happening behind him. He held the donkey's reins tightly and kept thinking about countermeasures. According to his wishes, if he could not fight, he would definitely not fight. After all, Nian Xiaoli was in a loss, and the other side was obviously very hungry, but he was carrying enough food.
There is a saying that people with barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. This is understandable in reverse. Those who wear shoes are afraid of barefoot.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the other side still seemed to have no intention of giving up and retreating, Qin Hao finally couldn't sit still, rode the donkey and came out from the crowd, saying, "Several, I am the head of us. As the saying goes, politeness first and then soldiers, I wonder if you can talk first?"
As he said that, Qin Hao bowed like a decent look, and was stunned by the opposite side, "Scholar?"
There were still very few scholars during the Tang Dynasty, and those who could read were extraordinary big names. Such big names could be said to be rare among the victims of the disaster. For a moment, they became even more awe of Qin Hao.
Several men looked at each other, and finally stood up from a man who looked like the oldest of last year. He stood naked and strong upper body, holding his fists in front of Qin Hao's donkey head, and bowed: "Little Langjun, we are also a good family who throws food in the soil. We have never done anything badly. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way, we would never be greedy for you. But we are also fleeing the whole village, and even the rich man cannot escape. The old man has stayed at home and cut off on his own. Along the way, we men are still alive. No matter how much we save the food in our hands, it will take only three or two days to get the food. If we can't get the food, our wife and children will starve to death. So Xiaolangjun, offended me, I will make a cow and horse for you in the next life."
Chapter completed!