Nearby, the boy from the Chu family was fighting with the Voss people, and the outcome was indecisive for the moment.

But Chu Qing was worried that the Voss people were physically strong, and the boys might not be able to withstand it if it went on for a long time.

Xiaobao was also worried about this, so he picked up a pickaxe and joined the battle without saying a word.

Dozens of children in the academy were trembling with fear, but seeing how brave the young master was, they found some courage and ran out of the yurt. They also took spades and pickaxes and stood guard around Chu Qing's yurt.

They knew that the mother of the young master of the mountain and their two senior teachers were inside. They didn't know how to fight, but they had to protect these important people.

The Voss archers in the distance all ran to chase the more than a hundred horses, so Xiangzi no longer guarded them, leaving a few to shoot and cover outside, and he led the rest to join the battle.

The beggar gang also fights and kills, but after all, these are small scenes, and the focus is on selling goods. They don't kill much, and even if they do, they are all unarmed people.

When I really saw the big men of the Vos people, they all held sharp blades and were very tough. They were a little timid. They held up their shovels and pickaxes, took one step back and half a step, and still said toughly: "Kill them!" But under their feet

The speed is comparable to a snail.

However, no matter how slow they were, they arrived. However, they had charged too hard before and were not far away from the Voss bandits. Soon a young man from the Beggar Gang screamed and was hit in the arm by a Voss man with a knife.

They weren't trying to deal with him, they just moved in a big way, and he just stepped into their attack circle.

Human beings are a strange species, especially young people. When they see others fighting and bleeding, their hearts tremble to death. But once they themselves see blood, they will instantly burst into angry fireworks: "I'll fuck you!"

Following this loud shout, the injured young man from the Beggar Clan struck the head of the Voss man who had injured him with a shovel. It was this move that aroused the bloodshed of everyone in the Beggar Clan: "Kill!"

Chu Qing killed the Voss people with one arrow after another, which gave his own boys enough cover, and also opened the eyes of the young men of the Beggar Clan: "What a girl, I'm so awesome!"

There was a companion nearby who pulled him away, otherwise he would have been cut by the Voss man's knife. Chu Qing's arrow also arrived, and the companion shouted: "What's your mother? That's the gang leader's mother!"

The night wind carried the sound of fighting far away, and the herdsmen in the distance heard the sound, but no one came out, let alone helped.

Help? Help whom?

Pampering Qingsheng? But they are Daxuan people and foreigners, so how can they turn their elbows outward?

Helping the Voss people? If he helps them, will Bao Qingsheng stop giving him food?

Hesitating, they lay back on the bed again: Just let fate happen. If they don't help each other, it will be the greatest help for them, the expelled people.

The yurt for more than a thousand beggar gang youths is a very large area, and Xiaobao informed that only less than 10% of it is occupied. The sound of fighting caused the beggar gang youths in the yurt in the distance to come running towards it.

"Kill! There's a fight!"

"Quick! Damn it, who dares to mess with us if he doesn't have eyesight?!"

A dramatic scene occurred.

The fire ring lit by Chu Qing weakened, and a large group of people from Wu Yangyang rushed towards them, holding their iron weapons high and shouting. Against the background of the fire, they were a mass of black people, like monsters crushing over them, and the shovels and pickaxes they raised looked like monsters.

The head is covered with spikes, and the killing cry is like the roar of a monster.

Dozens of people faced dozens of people. The people of Vos were not afraid, but there were thousands of people from all directions... The people of Vos were frightened, withered, depressed... and knelt down.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiaobao, who had learned the true story of Shui Maomao, still used his usual method of digging holes and planting people!

Seventy or eighty Voss prisoners, whose hands were tied behind their backs, had most of their bodies embedded in the soil, leaving only the upper part of their chests exposed to the surface.

And around them were the sounds and complaints of the beggar youths struggling to put their feet on the ground:

"Damn it! You have to dig during the day, and you have to dig in the middle of the night. You guys are really going to cause trouble for me, grandpa!"

"Hey, tell me, we have planted people, can we also plant some vegetables in spring?"

"Can't you? No grass grows on this land!"

"Why doesn't it grow? There is grass, but not much. Look over there, there are clusters of withered grass. When my father was still alive, he said: Where grass can grow, food can grow!"

"Then you can plant it?"

"No, my father died of illness before I was old enough to go to work!"

From digging holes to plant people to growing vegetables, these boys were over their fear and calmed down quickly.

Chu Qing remembered a saying: Unruly people are always braver than good people.

In fact, even though they were scolding each other happily, they were extremely scared in their hearts, otherwise they would not have turned the topic to growing vegetables so quickly: If one person faced the Barbarian Voss alone, would he still be able to return to Daxuan with his life?

But no matter how scared you are in your heart, you must be tough with your mouth. Don’t let Barbarian Voss hear it, otherwise we will lose face!

Two-quarters of an hour later, seventy or eighty people were neatly lined up in the open space outside the transit warehouse, as if a green onion had sprouted all over it.

It is not easy to dig a hole in the Gobi desert, so the hole should not be dug very deep, just deep enough for them to kneel down and insert it.

As expected of a farming nation, even if they have never planted crops in the fields, there are still rows and rows and columns. No matter which Vos prisoner you look at, it is a straight line.

The hard frozen soil has also been compacted and made extremely smooth, which fully reflects the soul of farming flowing in the blood of the people of Daxuan.

In the second half of the night, everyone in the Chu family, except those on night duty, slept soundly, but the young men of the Beggar Clan, without exception, collectively suffered from insomnia.

They chatted when they couldn't sleep. In the end, each yurt came to the same conclusion: unity.

Early the next morning, they did not lie in bed as usual, but got up early, picked up spades and pickaxes like the boys of the Chu family did for morning exercises, and ran all the way to the river beach. They started to dig the ground when they were sweating slightly.

They plan to do this every day from now on.

"Hey, I heard that the Chu Dong family won't stay here with us all the time. They probably have to leave after the Chinese New Year. Who will protect us once they leave?" Xiaomu came over to deliver water.

It's cold, so you need to drink some hot water.

Xiaomu is a child from the college. He is fourteen this year. He is at the age when a half-grown man is living in poverty, but his strength is not proportional to his appetite.

Therefore, these half-grown children now do not do heavy manual labor, but are arranged by Xiaobao to do logistical work, such as repairing spades and picks, serving as cooks, etc., and delivering water and meals to the youths of the Beggar Clan on weekdays.

With dozens of people doing the logistics for thousands of people, the workload is not small.

This time when delivering water, Xiaobao wanted to hear about the effects of the "re-education through labor" of the beggar gang, so he asked Xiaomu to come over and talk about it.

"What are you afraid of? You call us Big Brother, and I will protect you!" A young man smiled and flicked the wooden head carelessly, causing the hat to get crooked.

Xiaomu is a well-behaved boy who always calls out: "Okay, big brother!"

As a result, everyone came to take advantage of it.

However, they were all in their twenties, so Xiaomu didn't suffer any disadvantage when he called her brother Sheng. He just called them and poured hot water for them while calling them, making it very formal.
Chapter completed!