stubborn thief

Chapter 54 Avalokitesvara

The front line of the confrontation swept by the arrows and projectiles was full of wounded and wriggling.

Liu Chengzong rushed out of the gunpowder smoke, and only had time to cut down a few people, and the battle was over.

There are indeed many thieves, and their actual quality is not as good as Bai Yingzi's [-]%.

The thief ran faster than him, and before he could bring the cavalry out of the gunpowder smoke, those who should have been shot had already been shot, and those who had not been shot had fled.

The speed of escape was unmatched, and it was impossible to see that he was dying of starvation.

I only hate that my parents have less than four reels and one engine.

The first thief ran earlier. If he hadn't tripped over the field ridge, Liu Chengzong would have been unable to catch up with him.

It was also because he tripped over Tian Rong that he escaped Liu Chengzong's armor-piercing arrow.

With such a small mistake, the head was robbed by his teammates.

red flag.

Several of the thief's subordinates were chased by Gao Xian and others, and Liu Chengzong was ready to ride his mounts across the field ridge to catch him alive.

Unexpectedly, the seed management team fell a little hard, got up slowly, just lifted half of their body and staggered to run forward, but was trampled to death by Hong Qi's hoof.

The shoe was on the back of the head, and half of the seed team's head was stomped into the soil.

That color made Liu Chengzong disgusted when he took out the helmet.

This helmet is absolutely a good thing. The helmet is not damaged when a person dies, only a horseshoe mark is left behind.

When taking out the helmet and armor, Liu Chengzong also took the opportunity to pick up a prisoner. The young man wearing a Confucian robe next to the thief's head was paralyzed with fright. He couldn't move his legs, and he didn't have any weapons.

Seeing that there was no threat, he told Liu Chengzong to take the clothes and tie them up.

Liu Chengzu was worried that the thieves would reunite after they had broken up, so he led the township soldiers and strong women to march out with spears and bows and crossbows.

A battle was fought for a very short time, but the finishing work of cleaning the battlefield was not completed until evening.

When Liu Chengzong was leading the captive back, he ran into Little Sixteen. This little bald head didn't know when he came out. He squatted beside the big belly, and was not afraid of the dead. He used a small wooden stick to poke the dead body's hard stomach.

The child smiled and said, "Brother Lion, have you ever seen this belly? My father is like this. It's amazing."

It's ignorant, and it's hard to hear.

Liu Chengzong knew that this kind of belly was common among hungry people.

This is the sequelae of eating too much Guanyin soil.

From someone who simply eats to someone who simply eats soil, the distance between them is very long, far enough to make a person who should starve to death soon live a few months longer.

Guanyin clay is porcelain clay, and there has always been no shortage of porcelain clay in northern Shaanxi.

The name is not sarcasm, nor does it mean that I want to eat some dirt and see Guanyin early.

When there is a shortage of food, people will do everything possible to gather and forage for food, wild vegetables and bark that can satisfy hunger, and Guanyin soil that can satisfy one's stomach will be collected.

The soil is finely sieved, mixed with chopped and grated wild vegetables and tree bark, kneaded into dumplings and steamed over the fire.

It is called Guanyin soil because of not living enough, and eating this can really prolong life.

But china clay is indigestible, easy to eat and difficult to eat. A small amount of food can still be pulled out with a wooden stick during a big solution. If you eat too much, it will block the intestines and become like this.

And these hungry people who rushed into the Black Dragon Mountain, cut off the immature millet with a sickle and stuffed it into their mouths... They were already starved to the point of losing their minds.

The village soldiers won the battle easily, and should have swept away the haze of the slaughter of the old temple.

But the bloody victories could not make them happy.

The tenant Shi Wanzhong was covered in blood, sitting on the field ridge with no vision. His mother-in-law ran out of the village after the war, and was paralyzed in the trampled and destroyed ground of scumbags and cried bitterly. let her die.

The millet in the field will only have one more month to mature, but it will never have the chance to ripen.

The tenant rent is gone, and the summer tax is gone.

The father of the family sat gloomily in the hall, interrogating the captives who were kneeling on the ground.

The prisoner was called Song Shouzhen, a native of Yijun in the south, not a scholar, but a musician.

This group of thieves is not the same as the one who killed the old temple village. They came from the south and were the subordinates of the Second White Water King.

Not long ago, Wang Er was killed by the official army in Shangluo. Tens of thousands of thieves fled, and they continued to flee north, gathering thousands of people along the way.

Two days ago, I went to Yan'an Prefecture, and I was among the displaced people outside the city to find out that Heilongshan had bought [-] mu of land, and that he was an official who had been dismissed, so he wanted to come to eat the big family.

Liu Xiangyu only felt dizzy on his forehead, and he closed his eyes and stabilized before he hated iron for not being steel: "After your ancestors were also loyal and good, why did you make... alas!"

"After Zhongliang? After Zhongliang, I can only wear long after rebelling - ouch!"

Before Song Shou could finish speaking, he was kicked to the ground by Liu Chengzong: "If you don't want to live, talk back."

Liu Chengzong was worried about his father and instructed Guo Zashi, who was carrying the iron hook, to take good care of the prisoners.

He went over to help Liu Xiangyu get up and said, "Da, you've been tired all day, go into the room to rest for a while, and I'll try him."

He knew that Song Shouzhen was indeed Zhongliang, and everyone knew it.

Lehu in Shanxi, Shaanxi Province, are all the descendants of loyal ministers who supported Emperor Jianwen during the reign of Chengzu Emperor Jingnan.

During the reign of Yongle, another low-ranking rank was created, imperial examinations were not allowed, and prostitutes were prostituted from generation to generation.

Liu Xiangyu looked really tired, he didn't mean to argue with the second son at all, he let him help him into the inner house, sat beside the couch and sighed heavily.

Liu Chengzong was about to go out when he heard Liu Xiangyu say, "Chengzong..."

Turning his head, his father hesitated.

Liu Chengzong nodded and said, "It's okay, you can rest and relax, I know what to do."

He read too much worry on his father's face.

The summer tax is due from May to August, but the harvest in Heilong Mountain is now bad.

I'm afraid I won't be able to get through this.

Coming out of the inner room, the elder brother Chengzu and the cousin Cheng transported in the hall. Cao Yaogaoxian and other frontier troops were packing their armor and washing their faces in the front yard.

"Are you all right?"

Liu Chengzong shook his head: "It's alright, there are too many things in Heilongshan. I'm afraid he will faint, and the rest will depend on our brothers. Are there any casualties in the brothers' village?"

Liu Chengzu also looked tired, nodded and said, "The only seedling of the coffin maker's family has died, and there will be no future; Uncle Xiangliang's little five son's intestines are broken, and it is estimated that he can't save it; there are a few more injuries, and Mr. Yang is treating them."

"Have the thief's body been cleaned up?"

"We're moving to Beishan. There are 46 of them. The two big pits have to be dug until dark. Come back and wash the blood. We'll dig the pits later."

Liu Chengzu sighed wearily: "I have no idea what to do next, I want to ask our elders."

"Don't ask, call all the women and children in the fields back to the village, don't let them go out at night, put the corpses on the edge of the pit, don't put them in the pit, and push two carts of lime from the brick kiln.

Then, accepting that the arithmetic was good, while it was still dark, I ran to the fields again to calculate the loss of each family's fields this time. "

Liu Chengzong took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Cao Yao, Gao Xian, and Tian Shoujing, and stretched out his hand: "Several brothers, lend me your knives."

When he said this, everyone knew what he wanted to do.

Liu Chengzu said: "Chengzong, they are all starving people, so they won't die without a whole body."

"It's not a friend or a friend, it's an enemy or a friend, as if I have a hard heart, brother, if you want me to say that they shouldn't die, but we should die?"

Liu Chengzong took the knife from Cao Yao's wrist and said: "The living and the dead are more important, I only know that they are thieves, and the leader of the thief can receive a reward at the county government. You don't need to report to the officials if you are punished by God, I want it. their heads, go and cut off their heads."

(End of this chapter)