Chapter 165: The Wind, the Moon, and the Black Murder
"This guy is really not easy to worry about."
At the Lord's Mansion, Andy Fei looked up from the information handed over by Clara, the captain of the guard, and said with a sweet smile.
The information she has in her hands should be extremely important to the Iron Armored City of Castle.
Clara hesitated and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to inform Li Yinguang?"
After hearing this, Andi Fei raised his head and looked at the other party. After a while, he smiled and asked: "Why should we notify him? We don't have a share in the temporary camp outside the town."
Clara, the captain of the guard, immediately understood what Andifi was thinking in her heart, and nodded honestly without saying anything.
The information was provided by Lord Manbach's Mansion. The decision whether to disclose the information to the parties or not rests with Andifi.
The 'Sugar Factory' is very profitable, so many people would be jealous of it.
If you don't share the "making money" thing, then why should you ask me to help you? In Andife's eyes, that's it, there are only benefits, how can you have friends?
After nightfall, at least three groups of people left the town of Manbach.
"It's so damn cold today, boss. That boy Sean is lucky today. He killed a wild pig from the woods. Let's stew it in the evening to improve the food for everyone!"
Song Changsheng listened to his men's complaints and did not express any dissatisfaction. Although it had not snowed these past few days, the weather outside was getting colder and colder, basically maintaining a temperature of 20 to 30 degrees below zero.
The scale of the temporary camp is already very large. In addition to emergency shelters such as tents, there are also many buildings built out of wood.
Everyone's inner vigilance is not as high as it was when they first arrived!
The size of the escort team is five hundred people, and basically a quarter of the people are organized into the escort team. Because the defense area has become much larger, basically no matter it is day or night, there will be hundreds of people patrolling and guarding the surroundings of the camp.
However, in addition to daily patrols, the guard also has to participate in labor. There are not many full-time guards in the guard. Unless they have combat experience and have outstanding abilities, they still have to work. After all, everyone has signed a contract
In a coolie contract, someone has to do the work, right?
"Have you completed today's tasks?" Song Changsheng asked with a cold face.
"It's almost there. At least 30,000 kilograms of sweetgrass vines can be excavated before evening. But boss, please tell the people above that the machinery we have on hand is really not enough. If we have a few more excavators, we can dig out 50,000 kilograms a day."
It can be dug out.”
Listening to the mutterings of the prisoners under his command, Song Changsheng frowned: "You think the excavator was brought by the strong wind, so you don't need to spend money? With more than two thousand people, it's not a small amount to eat, drink and have sex in a day. Also, save your weapons and ammunition.
Use it, don’t worry, if you think it’s all gone, someone will replenish it for us!”
"hey-hey!"
The living environment, food, and storage of cold-proof clothing in the temporary camp outside the town are already very good for the refugees who have come here.
Not to mention doing the best, at least in terms of food and drink expenses, Castle Iron Armor City did not mistreat them. It even set up a special medical team and stocked up on medicines.
"Keep the pig and bring it back to the city lord for a taste. It will be good if we have some to eat. Improve the food!"
When the number of guards increases, they often catch some prey and wild game in the woods, which can be regarded as an unexpected harvest. For example, today Sean hunted a wild pig, which weighed 1,800 kilograms and was enough to feed hundreds of people.
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But there are more than 2,000 people in the temporary base. Who will be fed and who will not be fed?
Just don't let anyone eat it, let the old dog in charge take it back to the city lord to enjoy, and save yourself the trouble of dividing it up.
Mu Yunying looked at the finished brown sugar cubes and couldn't help frowning. There were impurities in them. Most likely, it was revealed during the cleaning or juicing process.
"Check, find out who caused it by being lazy, give each person ten lashes, and give me a hard beating!"
Fortunately, not all the brown sugar that is boiled and dried does not meet the quality standard. Only a small part, weighing 100 kilograms, is within the acceptable range.
The 'Sugar Factory' is completely managed by Mu Yunying and his people, ensuring that there are no errors or mistakes in every link and is foolproof.
However, when there are more people, it becomes troublesome to manage.
"The weather is not very good. Let's transport the dried brown sugar to the town early today." Mu Yunying explained with a straight face.
"Why don't you wait? It's not completely dried yet!"
Mu Yunying looked up at the weather. There were dark clouds, wondering if it was going to snow again. She shook her head and said, "If it doesn't work, just transport it to the town to dry." After saying that, she frowned and murmured softly: "No.
I know what’s going on, but today I feel like a big stone is weighing on my heart, and I always feel blocked, as if something is about to happen.”
"What's the matter? If you're worried about that hundred and ten kilograms of brown sugar with lots of impurities, just melt it and boil it again to extract the impurities inside."
Mu Yunying thought for a while and shook her head: "Forget it, it's just a little dusty, so I'll treat it as a defective product when I sell it back."
"good!"
She has more than 500 people under her command, and all the women in the temporary camp are under her management.
The wind is high, the moon is dark and the night is murderous.
This is a very appropriate description of tonight.
The night guards around the camp all huddled in corners sheltered from the wind with their necks hunched and holding weapons. No one was willing to stick their head out. In such a cold weather, no one thought that someone would come over to carry out a sneak attack after being full.
Who are the people living here?
Refugees!
Apart from his remaining life, he basically had nothing. As for the mechanical equipment, excavation tools and the like, how much money would they be worth if they were taken away?
The only thing of some value is the 'red sugar cubes' that are boiled and dried during the day. However, the red sugar cubes that are boiled and dried every day are produced on the same day and transported away in the evening. Basically, they will not be left in the wild camp.
But people outside don’t think so!
"There are about a hundred guards, and the security level is loose!"
"Kill people as quietly as possible!"
"yes!"
A group of sneak attackers, probably composed of hundreds of mechanical thugs, quietly arrived outside the temporary camp. The vehicles were turned off and they lurked at the edge of the woods. Hundreds of people crouched down and groped towards the temporary camp.
Guards were placed one by one without making any sound.
Until the half-grown boy sitting on the treetop saw the terrifying scene below!
"Enemy attack, enemy attack, enemy attack!"
A sharp, frightened roar pierced the night sky, and then the sound of hot weapons firing was like bouncing beans scattered on the ground, crackling and exploding.
"what happened?"
Song Changsheng turned over and jumped off the bed, asking with an ugly expression.
The subordinate shook his head and said, "I don't know. There is a group of people outside. They are large in number and well-equipped with weapons and equipment. They will kill everyone they see." His tongue was trembling as he spoke.
They are refugees. Although they have weapons in their hands, they are definitely not soldiers!
"Fire, fight back!"
Mu Yunying led the people to crawl over, and cursed with an ugly face: "Just hit me back, run, everyone, run into the forest, the guards will cover you, hurry up!"
Song Changsheng's face was livid: "What should we do about the camp?"
"There's no point in giving it up, it's important to save your life!" Mu Yunying felt clear in her heart. There was no hair in the camp. It was absolutely not worth it to lose one's life for a few wooden houses.
There are more than 2,000 people in the temporary camp, but they only have more than 500 weapons. The others are unarmed refugees. Even if they have weapons, these people are completely unable to compare with the combat power of those mechanical thugs.
"Retreat and run into the woods!"
"Do you want to die? Run with your head down, find cover, and keep the escort behind!"
The battle has been extremely brutal since it started, and it was basically a one-sided massacre...