The main fighting faction said angrily: "You bunch of scum with broken bones, if we don't resist, we will only be bullied to death by Qinzhou!"
"I think I am a powerful country in Linyuan, but I am bullied by a small state capital. It is really embarrassing!"
The leader and the faction fought back: "Now you know how embarrassing it is? Let's fight Qinzhou back before we have the ability!"
"If you say this now, it will only make people think you are incompetent!"
Wu Yi had a headache from hearing their noise.
Since he became the king of Linyuan, he has basically never had a day of peace.
Winter on the grassland was already difficult. He thought it would be better in spring, but it turned out that spring was now even more difficult than winter.
The throne he had always wanted so much had now become a hot potato.
He didn't want to hear these ministers arguing anymore, so he walked out of the big tent.
He looked at the blue sky and the green grass that stretched to the horizon, and his mood was unprecedentedly complicated.
He also wanted to fight Qinzhou back harder, but now he had too few troops at his disposal.
Since the last defeat, the entire grassland has become a piece of loose sand.
Before the two factions of the main battle and the main war could decide the winner, the next day the old, weak, sick and disabled from other tribes came to the royal court.
These people gathered outside the royal court. Because there were so many people, at a glance, it was a dark and miserable place.
With so many mouths open, staying outside requires a lot of food.
As their king, Wu Yi needs to provide them with food.
It's just that the royal court's food reserves weren't much in the first place, but suddenly there were so many more mouths, and the food supply soon began to be tight.
The official in charge of food and grass had a terrible headache when he saw this scene. He came over and said to Wu Yi: "King, if this continues, we will soon have no food."
"Those tribes were originally disobedient to the royal court. In my opinion, it would be better to expel them from the royal court."
Wu Yi pressed his eyebrows and said, "But they are also my people."
The official looked at him and said, "The king treats them as his subjects, but they do not regard him as a king."
"It is simply ridiculous for them to follow the instigation of the people of Qinzhou and come to the royal court to ask for food from the king!"
"In my opinion, if they really have the guts, they should resist to the end and die on the grassland!"
Wu Yi felt that what he said was a bit exaggerated, but they really didn't have much food now, and these people were all old, weak, sick and disabled, so they really didn't have much value.
He thought for a while and then said: "There is no need to embarrass them too much. Just blow them away from the royal court."
The official breathed a sigh of relief, responded, and then led the guards to attack the people.
Those common people came to the royal court just to ask for a bite to eat and to survive.
But when the official drove them out, in their eyes, he was killing them!
In addition, the official's attitude was very bad and his words were very unpleasant, so physical conflict inevitably broke out between the two groups of people.
It's just that the common people are unarmed and they are old, weak, sick and disabled. How can they be the opponent of the strong guards?
In the fight, blood was shed, people died, and the people were very angry.
Even if the people of Qinzhou bully them, their king not only fails to protect them, but also kills them!
Although they were angry, they were no match for the guards and left the royal court in great misery.
For them, now that their home has been destroyed and the royal court does not take them in, they have nowhere to go.
Do they really want to wait here to die?
They don't want to die!
But how to survive?
There were no cattle and sheep on the grassland, and there was not much to eat. They were very desperate.
In this situation, they had no choice but to scatter around in search of food.
Then they discovered that there were more and more homeless people on the grassland.
When they gathered together, they became a relatively powerful force.
Because the royal court ignored them, they were extremely resentful.
After the majority of them discussed together, they elected a leader to go to the royal court to grab food.
Others returned to their previous tribes and saw the slogans Tang Miaoxin asked Sang Yan to write on the tree.
The tribe was destroyed and they had nowhere to go.
They had heard that people in Qinzhou were farming, and now that they knew they needed manpower there, some of them started to think about it.
It's just that Qinzhou destroyed their home, and now they feel a little hatred for Qinzhou in their hearts.
At this time, many Linyuan people would not be able to pass their own level if we were to farm land for them.
But the pressure of survival is too great. No matter how deep the hatred is, they must survive first.
In addition, the royal court no longer cares about them, so they no longer need to maintain their loyalty to Linyuan.
Some smart-minded people took the lead in going to where Qinzhou was farming in Linyuan.
Ruan Sizhui has been thinking about it these past few days. Tang Miaoxin said she wanted to find someone to open up wasteland. Where would she find someone?
And it was almost the appointed time, and he had not seen any sign of anyone coming.
He was also a little anxious. He had already prepared farm tools and seeds, but the people hadn't come yet!
The best thing for him these days is probably that no one from Linyuan comes to harass him anymore, and they no longer need to send people to defend him.
In this way, manpower can be allocated to reclaim wasteland.
Therefore, in just a few days, much more wasteland was opened up than they expected.
Because there was no damage from Linyuan people, in just a few days, the crops that were originally just a shallow layer of green have now grown a lot.
The land is fertile and the crops are growing well.
That day, when Ruan Sizhui was patrolling the fields as usual, he suddenly heard the sound of a gong.
His heart skipped a beat, knowing that the soldiers on patrol in Qinzhou had discovered that the Linyuan people were warning.
All the soldiers who opened up the wasteland quickly threw away their farm tools, picked up their weapons, and prepared to fight.
Ruan Sizhui also immediately brought his soldiers over to check, but this time it was not like before, where the two waves of people fought directly.
On the contrary, none of the people coming from Linyuan had weapons in their hands, and all of them raised their hands at this time.
Moreover, the people who came to Linyuan this time were not the kind of strong men. They were mostly women and middle-aged men, and there were also old people and children among them.
Ruan Sizhui was a little surprised when he saw this scene, because these people didn't look like they were coming to fight.
In the past few years of dealing with the Linyuan people, he knew that most Linyuan people were straightforward in nature. If they really wanted to fight, they would probably do it directly.
If you don't take action at this time, it should be for other things.
He asked: "What are you doing here?"
A man in his forties on the other side of Linyuan said, "We are here to farm."
"What?" Ruan Sizhui thought he heard wrongly. People from Linyuan came to farm?
What a joke!
The man added: "We can't survive anymore. I heard that Qinzhou is farming here. As long as we farm the land seriously, we can give us a bite to eat."
