The Xiangyong were actually local corpsmen, most of whom were responsible for patrolling, specializing in arresting and searching thieves, and often colluded with the tax collectors.
Even though his rank is not high, he is just a township-level official under the county seat, but he has direct jurisdiction over civilians within a hundred miles, which makes him quite powerful.
If a poor commoner is not afraid of ghosts, gods, tigers and leopards, then he must be deeply afraid of the warriors armed with swords and water and fire sticks.
But now it's different.
Chen Tian spent a lot of money to keep Xiang Yong from Zhao Hongying and disarmed him. They had neither weapons nor backers, and they were almost like ordinary ordinary people.
Whether this group of civilians presented certificates of surrender to Chen Tian or they really vented their anger, the three teams of rural warriors were instantly overwhelmed by the crowd and beaten to a bloody pulp, so badly that no trace of their human shape could be seen.
After a long time, the crowd surrounding the rotten meat suddenly broke out into bursts of wailing and heartbreaking sounds.
Chen Tian didn't need to think too hard to know that these civilians must have gotten their revenge, and their future was uncertain for a while. He felt so sad that he couldn't help but cry to the sky and the earth.
"Bring them back to Wubao. Their treatment is half lower than that of our civilians. They can stay or leave as they please."
"As ordered." Fan Changxiang turned around and left.
The composition of these 70,000 refugees is extremely complex. They were not forced to seek refuge in Yongtai City. Most of them left their homes because of Yin Jianyuan's orders. They may in turn hate Yongtai City.
What's more, the current situation of the war is still unclear, and his loyalty is also a problem.
Therefore, Chen Tian felt that instead of trying so hard to appease them, it would be better to lower the treatment, screen out those poor civilians who are truly homeless, and then officially register them as citizens in the future.
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Anyway, there are still many ancillary buildings in Muye Wubao that have not been completed, and they are short of people. They will definitely not starve to death.
"Godly Lord."
"Speak directly if you have something to say."
"Why did Yin Jianyuan go through so much trouble to send us 70,000 refugees? Doesn't he know that Yongtai City is in urgent need of people?" Cheng Yiliang held Qingyuan's wings and finally felt less dizzy.
Chen Tian thought for a while and roughly guessed: "Maybe he feels that Yin Jiancheng's status is noble and needs to be supported by 70,000 civilians, otherwise it will be difficult for him to explain to Cang Xiyin internally."
"Secondly, he is also very likely to believe that Yongtai City was destroyed and there was insufficient food and grass, so he deliberately dispatched civilians to increase logistical pressure."
Cheng Yiliang felt that it made sense, and suddenly said: "Is there a possibility that Gusu City and Pingmuguan are actually short of food and grass and cannot support these 70,000 civilians, so they have left the burden to us?"
"Haha, absolutely impossible." Chen Tian sneered.
"……Why?"
"Even if the Northern Territory of Cangxi becomes more desolate and chaotic, with no grass growing and no food or clothing, it will only be the common people, and the higher-ups will not have any influence at all." Chen Tian looked at Cheng Yiliang and explained:
"After Yin Jianyuan took control of Gusu City, he embezzled the Quicksand Chamber of Commerce in one fell swoop. This behavior is destined to show that he will not care about the life and death of the lower class. He also evacuated immediately after the battle. How can he have the intention to maintain long-term peace and stability?"
Chen Tian's words were joking, but every word was a cruel fact. Cheng Yiliang's scalp went numb when he heard it.
Once the hero draws his sword, another ten years of calamity will befall the common people.
After Yin Jianye took control of the Cangxi Northern Territory, he used the name of crusade against the demons outside the territory, forcibly recruited troops, and went out without regard for the life and death of all living beings.
His family history books have a lot of ink and color on them, but what about these common people who are hungry all day long? It is estimated that there will be no trace of ink at all, and they will eventually be annihilated in the world and die in an unknown manner.
"To the Lord God, our Qianji Pavilion is willing to accept 70,000 civilians to demonstrate the fraternity of Yongtai City."
"Oh?" Chen Tian was surprised. The thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory were squeezed miserably by the Yin family, and the ingenious Qianji Pavilion was the worst among them. Cheng Yiliang was so frightened by this that he wanted to break a copper into two.
Break the flowers.
Now he has changed from his normal state and is willing to bleed heavily?
"Seventy thousand civilians is a big burden. The food expenses alone are tens of thousands of dollars. Do you take it seriously?" "Qianjige comes from a Mo family. If you see uneven roads, you should step forward to save them. Everything Wei Zhi said
Seriously." Cheng Yiliang said solemnly, "Weizhi recently witnessed hundreds of thousands of people building high-rise buildings from the ground. It is so powerful that it can even move mountains and fill seas.
You must follow the right path in the world."
Hearing this, Chen Tian looked deeply at Cheng Yiliang and said with emotion: "How could you create the Qingyuan in a short time? It turns out that you had an epiphany after studying the Mo Sutra."
"So be it."
"How about you make preparations for the reception today and tomorrow, and officially confer 70,000 civilians the day after tomorrow?"
"Thank you so much, God." Cheng Yiliang bowed deeply to the end, "On behalf of 70,000 civilians, Weizhi deeply appreciates the great virtue of God."
"Okay, you can drive Qingyuan back first. I have something to do with General Fan."
"I obey my orders."
It was almost evening, a cool breeze was blowing, and the Mid-Autumn river breeze blew through the reed marshes, and there was already a hint of chill.
Seventy thousand civilians were trekking to Makino, looking gloomy and gloomy. They just followed the military flag and moved forward like zombies.
"How much gold and silver did you give Zhao Hongying just now?" Chen Tian rode a horse and walked side by side with Fan Changxiang, asking as he walked, "Is there another chance to meet tomorrow?"
"Two thousand pure silver was handed over to Ancheng Bank at that time. He didn't accept it. He only wanted real silver that was in vain." Fan Changxiang said, and suddenly said, "Could it be that the god wants to ambush him tomorrow?"
"Ambush him? Why didn't you do it just now?" Chen Tian waved his hand to deny, but did not explain the reason. He just asked, "Let me know when you pay him the silver tomorrow."
"Here."
"Oh, by the way." Chen Tian looked back at the haggard refugees behind him, and added, "Take them back to wash themselves properly, and notify Liu Yintang to check their bodies carefully. More than 300,000 people were killed in Makino recently, so there is fear of an epidemic.
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"As commanded."
These farmers living near the Muye tidal flat are not the people of Chentianwubao. They can only eat what they have and do not shy away from the source.
If you accidentally get infected and spread the infection to Wubao, it will be no less than being attacked by the Griffin Legion again. It will be a huge loss.
"May I ask the Lord, why are these refugees placed near the military camp in the first place? They may be inconvenienced if they bring their families with them." Fan Changxiang looked embarrassed and puzzled about this.
Chen Tian patted his shoulder and said comfortingly: "I didn't ask you to be responsible for training them, you just watched them by the way. Within two days, you will have a surprise to report."
"Really? What kind of surprise?" Fan Changxiang wondered.
"Two days isn't long, so just wait." Chen Tian didn't say it clearly because he could only see the hints and couldn't see the details yet.
After chatting, Chen Tian noticed the long convoy of coffins escorted by Yongzi Camp, which contained the spies who had revealed their identities. Without thinking about it, he knew that these people must have experienced inhuman torture in their lives.
Even if he survived by chance, he would have been killed as a result of this replacement event, and he would never be able to open his eyes again to see the Yongtai City that he fought so hard to protect.
"There is a Purple Mausoleum in Zhongyi Village. Let's immediately open up a separate open space to bury the heroes." "No problem." Fan Changxiang responded and whispered, "Then how should the epitaphs of these people be written?"