No matter how they go or change their route, they can definitely catch up if they want to.
When a convoy travels, it must leave traces.
Changing the route won't change anything.
Unless they clean all the way around…
Stop it now, this is simply impossible.
Yan Huaiwen frowned and thought, "You mean, continue on the same path?"
Yan Yu whispered: "Uncle, let's go faster. When we reach Guanzhou, will they still pursue us? There are more soldiers in Guanzhou than in Leshan, right?"
Yan Huaiwen's brows relaxed.
Yes, no matter how they change their route, they are still in sparsely populated areas.
Instead of changing course, speed up.
"Those people fled in panic. Go back and fetch reinforcements and then chase them...Dad, maybe it's too late."
"Brother, what I'm saying is that we might as well cross the official road and go in a circle to the west." Yan Laoer said.
Yan Yu: Gah?!
Dad, what are you talking about?!
If you go west, you will not only get close to Xizhou, but also cross the official road, which is really a big circle.
"Please tell me in detail." Yan Huaiwen said.
"That's what I think. There's an old saying that it's dark under the lamp. They would never have thought that we would go to the official road. Even if they reacted and tracked us, there are too many traces of walking on the official road, and there must be too many traces around us.
Quite a few, let's find the connecting path, go all the way to the west, and then go to Guanzhou from the west, which is equivalent to moving from one side of the official road to the other side. How can they find us after such a tossing method?
When we get to Guanzhou, we will just get up and hide for a few years... By the way, brother, if they know my identity from the victims, my household registration will be exposed in the future, but how can we deal with it!"
Yan Laoer was talking in full swing when he suddenly thought of the matter of losing his nationality and felt melancholy.
"Guanzhou is a fiefdom of the King of England, and there are heavy troops stationed there. The rebels dare not act rashly. As long as we keep silent afterwards, they won't be sure whether we know anything and won't take risks. But we still have to be careful. In the end,
I wish I could settle down in Fucheng."
Yan Laoer and Yan Yu looked at each other and made up their minds at the same time.
You must be a Fucheng native!
…
When reinstalling the car, it doesn't matter which car's body plate it is, as long as it can be installed.
All the horsemeat was temporarily put on the cart without being divided.
As soon as the Yan family discussed the route of travel, the entire team immediately took action.
The injured victims were lucky enough to ride on the mule cart, and the Yan family's ox cart also became the place where the medicine was boiled.
I brewed medicine while on the road, and the carbon cartridge played a big role.
Dr. Cui was so busy that he kept running between the mule carts, and occasionally had to take a look at the medicine jars.
Yes, the Yan family's large casserole was requisitioned by Mr. Cui and became the medicine jar in his mouth.
Not to mention, it looks quite similar to a small medicine jar, just one size larger.
In fact, Village Chief Luo once asked Yan Laoer about the issue of where the victims would stay.
In the words of the old man, if we save them again and again, we have done our best to be benevolent and righteous.
Leaving them behind now is a last resort. Without these people, they can go faster.
After hearing this, Yan Laoer did not refute.
He said to Village Chief Luo: "We haven't reached that point yet. A real disaster is coming. We can only take care of ourselves. Now we still have ways to think of. There is a way to go. It doesn't matter if we abandon these people or watch them die."
Either way, even if they are not caught up by the gangsters and have no one to take them, it will be difficult for them to get out of this deserted beach. Since we brought them in, we will take them out again. When we get to the official road in front, we can go or stay as they please.
"
Village Chief Luo sighed and laughed at the same time, and murmured with several village elders for a while.
Several mule carts were made available, and then all the injured people were accommodated.
They walked from dawn to dusk, gritting their teeth and moving forward.
Everyone knows why.
It’s to survive!
The moon rose above the treetops, and the Yan family's ox cart finally stopped.
The person who had been following me stumbled to the ground.
My legs were numb and swollen. After nightfall, my clothes would become wet and then dry, and then dry again and wet. The sweat would stick to my clothes, which was very uncomfortable.
Even so, I still have to grit my teeth and stand up, prepare some food, and fill my empty stomach.
Li Xuemei enjoyed the exclusive treatment for pregnant women. She fell asleep all the way and the rickety cart did not wake her up. It was the strong smell of blood that woke her up.
Yan Laoer also captured Liang Manshan to help him divide the horse meat.
Before the meat was divided, everyone kept thinking about it, looking at the horses and meat carts with longing in their eyes.
In order to make everyone more powerful, Yan Laoer also imitated his brother-in-law Cui and ran back and forth in the team. Halfway through, he calculated how much meat each family should share. As soon as the team stopped, the first thing he did was to distribute the horse meat.
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People who were extremely tired got up excitedly when they heard that the meat was about to be divided.
The reason why Li Xuemei smelled blood was because Yan Laoer brought it back.
He cuts and exchanges meat.
Exchange the dried meat he made for fresh horse meat.
Dried meat is easy to carry, is light in weight and does not take up space. It is easier for big people to carry it on the road.
The people who share the meat are mainly those who surround and kill the private soldiers.
Staying behind to protect the youngest of the family, Yan Laoer knew that he was not qualified to share the meat without Yan Laoer's explanation.
Warriors who dare to stand up at critical moments should be rewarded.
Yan Laoer did not forget his daughter's Boy Scouts here.
Hey!
I have to say that these little guys have really made great contributions.
The number of enemies killed is no less than that of adults.
Therefore, Yan Yu, as the leader of the Boy Scouts, brought back a lot of horse meat.
It was her father and uncle from the Qi family who helped carry it back.
The reason why there are so many is due to the charter previously set by the Boy Scouts.
These horse meat must be stored in the Boy Scouts' warehouse, and their merits must be evaluated before they can be distributed...
The children yelled hoarsely, this is called reward based on merit.
Who else could they trust as a custodian besides Yan Xiaoer?
Therefore, the Yan family has become a horse meat farm.
There was a row of large pieces of meat hanging on the bullock cart.
Li Xuemei came down from the upper bunk and saw such a spectacular scene.
Unfortunately, she was not happy, her face turned pale, she felt nauseated and felt like vomiting...
People kept coming to Yan Laoer to exchange meat.
Five pounds of fresh meat are exchanged for one pound of dried meat.
Yan Yu sat on the ground, helpless. She couldn't squat anymore and her calves were so tired.
Seeing her father harvest a pile of horse meat, he was extremely happy.
Tired but happy.
"Why is your father so troublesome?" Li Xuemei asked, pinching her nose.
"Five kilograms of horse meat for one kilogram of jerky. Mom, my dad just didn't catch up with the good times. If we had lived a few years ago, how rich our family would have been! My dad will be in charge of our small shop.
You overuse your talents, you are underestimating your talents!"
Li Xuemei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Our dried meat is all salted. Ask those people how much salt they have in their hands to make how much dried meat? If there were no three treasures, your father would have lost something by doing this. Let's see if he loses. Let's air-dry it.