Lin Weishan has not only heard of similar things, but has also seen many with his own eyes!
Lin Weishan's concerns were not unreasonable. Soon more refugees appeared in the wilderness on both sides of the official road, including men, women, old and young, causing the number of refugees to surge to thousands.
The newly-appeared refugees had no weapons in their hands, but even with their bare hands, they put tremendous pressure on the convoy. The escort guards on both sides of the carriage took up their bows and crossbows, ready to fight at any time.
The tense atmosphere is so tense that as long as there is a spark, it will inevitably burst into flames!
It's just that Qin Yun is not a new disciple. After several years of training, he has become more mature in dealing with people. How could he not see the situation in front of him and understand the meaning of Lin Weishan's words?
But Qin Yun was not willing to immediately kill and expel the surrounding refugees. It was very simple and he would definitely win, but that was definitely not what Mingxiu wanted to see.
If these refugees were not forced into desperation, who would be willing to become homeless bandits? When people are in a desperate situation, they will do anything just for a bite of food.
And Mingxiu traveled thousands of miles through all kinds of hardships just to save these victims who were in dire straits.
He immediately galloped forward and said in a deep voice: "I am Qin Yun, a disciple of Tiancheng Sword Sect. I am escorting Mingxiu and everyone south to provide disaster relief. You don't have to be impulsive and reckless. As long as you follow my arrangements, I guarantee that everyone will have food!"
As soon as Qin Yun finished speaking, a big man with a sinister face jumped out. He spat thick phlegm on the ground and cursed: "What is the Tiancheng Sword Sect? I have never heard of it. I just want to
We have food to eat, but if it weren't for wealthy nobles like you, how could we be forced into a desperate situation?"
"If you are wise, leave all the carriages to me. There are five thousand of us here, and none of them are afraid of death!"
"Don't talk nonsense to him, kill them, everyone will have meat to eat!"
"Everyone come together and fight with them!"
More people jumped out, waving their weapons and trying their best to encourage the refugees. The crowd suddenly became turbulent. Some people even threw stones at Qin Yun!
Qin Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent!
His eyes were so sharp. He could tell at a glance that those who were making noise and stirring up trouble were not kind-hearted people. They were clearly gangsters who wanted to fish in troubled waters among the refugees.
Qin Yun can tolerate the offenses of ordinary refugees, but he will never be so polite to these people with ulterior motives. He immediately took off the Sunset Divine Bow hanging on the side of the saddle and fastened three armor-piercing arrows on one string!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next moment, three black iron armor-piercing arrows were shot out like lightning, killing the three gangsters instantly!
The crowd was immediately in an uproar, and the dripping blood made many people's fevered minds clear up. But they were soon swallowed up by fear, some rushed forward and some retreated, making the whole situation chaotic.
"I'll fuck your mother...ah!"
Qin Yun raised an arrow and shot out, specifically to deal with those guys who jumped out. The arrow shot down seven or eight people in an instant, including two big men who were the fastest.
The armor-piercing arrows shot by the Sunset God's Bow are so sharp, they can completely penetrate heavy armor within a hundred steps. How could these ruffians with the highest level of physical training be able to withstand it? All of them were nailed to the ground. They died in a manner that can be called...
miserable!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Behind Qin Yun, there was also the sound of arrows piercing the air. When someone threatened the safety of the convoy, the guards of the escort agency would never be polite. They had defeated the elites of the three major bandits, so how could they be afraid of mere refugees.
Although the number of refugees was large, far more than the escorts of the convoy, they did not have many decent weapons, and they did not have a decent organization. They were completely a mob.
After the leading guys were shot and killed, how could they dare to continue attacking despite the rain of arrows? They became chaotic. They screamed and fled in all directions, and even trampled on each other!
Qin Yun couldn't bear to witness such a scene, but he had no choice but to stop shooting.
What no one expected was that at this moment, a burst of piano music suddenly sounded and spread in all directions. The sweet and sweet sound was like gurgling water caressing people's anxious and fearful hearts, freeing them from panic and helplessness.
No more running around like a headless fly.
Soothed by the sound of the piano, even the guards of the escort agency put down their crossbows, and the murderous aura in their eyes slowly disappeared, gradually relaxing the originally tense and bloody atmosphere.
Qin Yun knew that this must be Mingxiu playing, but he didn't expect that her music could have such great magic power. He was secretly impressed and said: "Fellow folks, please don't be afraid. As long as you don't attack us, we will never
Hurt you."
"Now, if anyone wants to eat, please sit on the ground and our people will distribute rations to you!"
Qin Yun's voice was not loud, but with the help of his true energy, everyone could hear him clearly, even though they were several miles away.
Under the dual influence of Mingxiu's music and Qin Yun's promise, the refugees finally stopped running away in panic. It is not known who was the first to drop the weapons in their hands and sit on the ground. Others followed suit.
There are still some ruffians in the crowd, but who dares to mess around when the situation is over? Qin Yun still holds the Sunset Divine Bow firmly in his hand.
Seeing that the situation was under control, Qin Yun turned to Lin Weishan and said: "General Guard Lin, please help move a few carriages and distribute the food!"
Of course, Lin Weishan had no objection, and he admired Qin Yun in his heart. Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he was able to act calmly and decisively in the face of danger, which was absolutely commendable. He was worthy of being an elite disciple of the Tiancheng Sword Sect.
In comparison, his son is really far behind, at least his character is far inferior to Qin Yun.
He was thinking to himself while arranging the guards to distribute food to the refugees.
Most of the hundreds of carriages in the convoy going south were loaded with rice and grain alone, with the total quantity reaching hundreds of thousands of kilograms. A few of them would be enough to feed thousands of victims.
Five large pots were quickly set up next to the official road. These pots were originally used by the escort guards to cook food. Now they are all used to cook porridge, because many old and weak people among the refugees are already dying of hunger. Give them rice.
Food cannot save their lives.
The aroma of rice porridge soon wafted in the air, and many hungry victims were ready to move. However, the experienced Lin Weishan was well prepared and sent two hundred guards to guard them. Anyone who dared to move would be shot immediately without mercy.
Under the deterrence of absolute force, the operation of distributing rice grains went smoothly.
Mingxiu also got off the carriage. She and Qin Yun distributed money and food to the victims. Each victim received twenty kilograms of food, one tael of silver and salt.
Although there are not many things, it is enough to ensure their survival needs for a month or two.
The victims who received the money and food were all grateful. Many people even regarded the veiled Mingxiu as a Bodhisattva who saved the suffering, and knelt down and kowtowed to express their gratitude, which made Mingxiu very embarrassed.
Since there were enough manpower, more than a dozen carriages were quickly cleared of food.
When the division was almost finished, Qin Yun asked a gray-haired old man: "Old man, what are you going to do in the future? Are you going to stay here?"
The old man shook his head and said: "Staying here is just waiting for death. Now that I have food, I plan to take my family to the east to seek refuge with relatives. I heard that the disaster there will be less severe. I hope there is a way to survive."
Qin Yun asked again: "Then your local government doesn't care?"
"The government?" the old man said angrily: "What else can they do except impose exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes? No one cares about the local disaster. The landlords have gone to the city, and no one will care about our lives!"
He wiped away tears and said: "It's pitiful that my little granddaughter has starved to death. If I hadn't met you, my benefactor, I'm afraid all my family would have starved to death!"
The Qinglan kingdoms are constantly at war, and it is the most chaotic state in the vast nine states. However, in addition to man-made disasters, there are also constant natural disasters. Floods occurred in various places at the beginning of the year, and then there was a severe drought with no rain for several months.
The Wu Luo Kingdom to which this area belongs is a typical vassal state with a population of only a few million. During the disaster, countless people were left without food and were displaced. However, the court of the Wu Luo Kingdom never took any action to provide disaster relief, and only a few grains were allocated.
Being peeled off layer by layer, ordinary people cannot get even a bit of it.
Qin Yun was silent for a moment, then asked: "So are there any other victims? Where are they?"
The old man pointed to the southeast and replied: "There are many, many more. We were all together originally. We all went to Jinyang City to make a living, but as a result, they were not allowed to enter the city at all, and tens of thousands of people were imprisoned.
Outside the city, we have no choice but to get out."
"I heard that the disaster is more serious in places farther south, and people are eating people!"
Qin Yun nodded: "Thank you very much, father-in-law."
He was searching for the other party for the next disaster relief operation, so he couldn't search aimlessly on the road.
The old man said fearfully: "I don't dare, I don't dare!"
Qin Yun sighed, turned to Mingxiu and said, "Shall we go to Jinyang City?"
Mingxiu nodded. She had never expected that Qinglan's disaster was so serious. She didn't know how many people could be helped by the two meters of silver food she brought. Now she could only take one step at a time.
So the convoy continued to move forward, but its direction turned southeast, and its destination was Jinyang City.
Many victims actually followed the carriage. They seemed to have no way to go. Following the convoy was also following hope. Mingxiu could not bear to be evicted, but he let them go.
In the afternoon, after the convoy had traveled dozens of miles, a city appeared on the plain ahead. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is
