"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over..." Looking at the scene in front of him, a fleeing farmer from Chu country muttered in despair.
He had just been escorted across the wooden bridge with the dense flow of people and arrived at the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and then he saw this terrifying scene in front of him.
Everyone lined up in a long line, following one after another like prisoners, being separated by soldiers holding weapons, and then queuing up to get their hair cut...
The kind of haircut that looks very scary! As long as they are men, all men are required to tidy up their long hair - those barbers seem to be crazy, and they can cut a person's head into a shiny shape in just a few strokes.
He swore that he had never cut his hair like this in his life. In his opinion, the process was more like shearing sheep at a landlord's house.
Not to mention that after their hair was cut, they were arranged to be soaked in scalding hot water, just like the process in the village of slaughtering pigs and plucking their hair. In his opinion, they were about to be slaughtered and made into steamed buns, or
Was eaten directly!
In fact, he wanted to run away and resist, but he really didn't dare - because someone had already tried.
On both sides of them, there is a kind of thin iron thread, which looks very weak in circles, and there are some tiny barbs on it, which are scary and sharp.
Just now, someone was so frightened by the scene of "boiling people alive" that they tried to escape by climbing over the fragile wire hoop, but ended up hanging on it.
It was so cruel that he couldn't survive but could not die. The man hanging on the barbed wire was crying and begging for mercy. The more he struggled, the more his flesh and blood turned into a lake. He himself could not break free from the iron net that looked like spider silk. In the end, there were only a few
The soldier helped him out of trouble.
When it was taken off, the man had only the strength to hum. His body was covered with dense wounds, and some places were torn repeatedly. Just looking at it made the soles of his feet feel cold.
He used to be a soldier and was now in his fifties. He took a closer look at the bloodshot iron fences and was so shocked that he took a breath of cold air.
This thing looks soft, but there is no way to use it. Once you jump on it, you can't get rid of it. The barbs on it pierce into the flesh. It is really poisonous to the extreme.
What's even more frightening is that because this thing has no force, it is difficult to break with swords and axes. It is simply more difficult to climb than a wall.
The disadvantage is that this thing is definitely extremely expensive and requires a lot of steel, so most people will definitely not use it on a large scale.
But when the old farmer looked at the almost endless barbed wire fence, he sighed, wondering what terrible place he had arrived at.
In the end, he had to stand in front of a huge wooden barrel, and got into it under the supervision of a soldier in despair.
As expected, there was scalding hot water inside. The moment he entered the wooden barrel, he felt that his whole body was about to be cooked. But after a stinging pain, he was followed by a long-lost sense of relief.
There were stubble of hair floating on the water surface of the barrel. After soaking for a few minutes, he was finally allowed to get up, then got out of the barrel with his butt naked, and awkwardly walked to the next level.
There are only men here, so everyone is naked. Some people are just skin and bones, and some people have some muscles that look very strong.
Everyone followed one by one, and first walked to a stall filled with underwear. Everyone was asked to put on one pair, then pick up another pair and continue to move forward with the flow of people.
After getting two pairs of underwear, the old farmer who had served as a soldier finally breathed a sigh of relief: no one gave underwear to the animals that were about to be de-feathered and slaughtered, so it seemed that they still had a way to survive.
Following the crowd to the next level, everyone can receive a new pair of pants! This suddenly shocked everyone.
They had just fled to the Kingdom of Tang Dynasty, but before they even did anything, they were given a pair of pants each. What kind of kindness was this?
The people who had received the trousers walked forward, and each received a top. When they reached this point, everyone began to look like a dog - in Chu State, they were not qualified to wear such decent clothes.
Over there, if they have a piece of clothing with only a few patches on them, they can already be said to be doing well.
But now, they are washed clean and wearing brand new clothes. Although everyone is wearing the same clothes, at least the clothes seem to be of really good quality.
What makes them even more excited is that these clothes have pockets on the left and right sides, and the underwear they received can be stuffed into the pockets.
Faintly, someone could be heard shouting, and thick smoke was rising farther away. It looked like something was burning.
Only when we got closer did we see clearly that they were burning the old clothes, tattered bedding and shoes that had just been taken off their bodies.
Everything seemed to be burned down like a plague. It seemed that the Tang Kingdom did not want to see any broken things appearing within its territory.
As I continued walking forward, I heard clearly what the people over there were shouting. It turned out that they were repeatedly shouting some requirements: "Answer the questions seriously later! Don't hide anything! This is related to your future quality of life! Also
It’s related to the amount of supplies that can be obtained!”
"Answer the questions seriously later! Don't hide anything! This is related to your future quality of life! It is also related to the amount of supplies you can get!" After the old farmer took a few steps forward, someone shouted again with a loudspeaker.
stand up.
Soon, he saw his daughter, who was wearing the same clothes as him. When they were separated, they both thought they would never see each other again in this life, but unexpectedly they were reunited here.
"Do you know him?" A female soldier with a gun pulled the old farmer's daughter and asked loudly: "Make sure!"
There are too many people here, and there are families hugging each other and crying and celebrating their reunion, so it is as noisy as a vegetable market.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "He is my father!" the daughter shouted excitedly.
"I am her father! I am her father!" the old farmer also shouted together.
The female soldier let go of her hand and waved her arm to signal them to continue walking forward. Then the other male soldier also moved out of the way, and soon stopped the next person.
The not-so-large open space was full of people looking for their families, but all this seemed to have nothing to do with the old farmer and his daughter.
The road was obviously much wider at this time. Families were crowded together, for fear of being separated, so they walked forward cautiously.
Soon, they passed the first fork. There was a gap in the barbed wire fence on the side. The soldiers standing in the gap kept shouting: "Those who can read, come here! Those who can write, please come here!"
Almost no one stopped here. Although the old farmer could write a few words, he was really not an educated person who could read and write, so he continued to move forward.
After walking a few steps, I heard someone shouting again: "Blacksmith! Those who know how to smelt and have skills can come here!"
The old farmer saw a strong man stopping here with his whole family. After a few casual conversations, the whole family was allowed to walk into the fork in the road.
"Those who know farming! Come here!" Soon, after passing several forks in the road, the old farmer heard someone loudly asking about the word "farming" that he was sensitive to.
So he raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Me! I can farm!"
In his mind, he would definitely be assigned to a certain landlord's house, become that landlord's slave, and then work for that landlord for the rest of his life.
But he really thought too much.
He and his daughter were quickly assigned to a barracks, which seemed to be the camp where Zheng Guo's border troops were stationed. Although there were only curtains to separate them, they were finally settled in, and then it was 10 days.
Anti-epidemic isolation.
Here they have two meals a day, and they eat rice and pasta that they never dared to imagine before. This kind of quality of life was something they never dared to imagine before.
In the past, he was only willing to eat two meals when the farming was busy, while his thin and withered daughter used to only eat one meal a day.
This is not the case for his family. In Chu State, in ordinary people's homes, women usually only eat one meal a day.
Every day someone sprays unpleasant disinfectant in the camp, and every day someone takes the trouble to confirm what each of them is good at. Women are repeatedly asked if they are willing to learn skills such as textiles, and men are repeatedly asked if they are willing to join the national defense reserves.
When everyone thought that this group of Tang people were crazy, they were scattered and transported away in batches, and then placed in various places.
It was only then that the old farmers realized that what they had repeatedly confirmed before would really affect their future lives.
He and his daughter were placed on a farm and had a cabin of their own. Then they were assigned a piece of farmland that was neither good nor bad, and then received well-made farm tools.
Early the next morning, an old man who was familiar with farming came to the door with seeds. First, he checked whether the newcomers were really capable of farming, and second, he assigned the seeds to hand over tasks.
After the old man who came to visit confirmed that the old farmer was indeed a good farmer, he left plenty of seeds and ten days of rations before leaving.
This is a rule of the farm, which only distributes food rations for a maximum of ten days to prevent newcomers from fleeing with food.
After more than a month of struggle, and after more than thirty days of fear, this old farmer from Chu State was completely relieved.
Because the water tank at his door is already filled with water, and there is a bag of grain next to his wooden bed!
The last time he had water in the tank and rice in the hall was ten years ago. At that time, his wife was still alive, and he could still carry the heavy Cyric flintlock...
