Daming One Piece

Chapter 215 Refugees (Second Update)
Eight years of Apocalypse.

For Daming, it is not an important year, but compared to the ups and downs of the past seven years, it is generally stable.

In the past two years, the great plague that started in Liaodong not only spread throughout the Baishan and Heishui, but also spread to the Mobei Grassland. It's not that the vitality is seriously injured, so they are unable to commit crimes.

Of course, this is also due to the strength of the side wall. Whether it is the Great Wall built during the Wanli period or the Liaodong Great Wall being built, they all stopped their southern criminals.Under such circumstances, the Ming Dynasty finally had a chance to breathe.

However, despite this, the people's life is not easy to say - these two days, the weather has become colder, and the drought has been overshadowed year after year.

After the summer, there has been no rain in Shaanxi. The drought lasted for several months, and the land was covered with cracks of strange shapes and mottled shapes. The dry cracks could be stuffed into the arms of children.

In the withered weeds on both sides of the official road, corpses can be seen everywhere.

The sky was silent, only countless crows and vultures rose or fell around the corpses, and they wantonly pecked at the remaining carrion on the corpses.Soon, these corpses will become a dry bone like countless companions.

In the nearby ditches, wild dogs were biting the corpses.

In the official road, there are scattered survivors with numb expressions. They all walk forward like walking dead. .

There were also some crows and vultures hovering in the air, as if they were waiting for them to fall, and then jumped on them, pecking at their flesh and blood.

In this world, people seem to have become food.

Thousands of miles away!

Thousands of miles of red land!

The eight-year drought in the apocalypse left an unknown number of people starved to death. Thousands of people became refugees in order to survive. They walked towards Henan like walking corpses. Maybe there was still a way to survive there.

At least, there have been a few rains since spring in Henan.

For the refugees, going east, at least there is still a way to survive.

Every day, hundreds or thousands of refugees enter Henan through Tongguan.

After leaving Tongguan, there is a way to survive.

When those refugees left Tongguan, begging all the way and continuing southward, someone told them.

"Let's go to the Yellow River, there is a porridge market there."

There is a porridge market by the Yellow River!

Just a simple sentence can make hungry people go to the Yellow River in spite of everything. When they come to the bank of the Yellow River, they will see a sparse grove surrounded by simple grass sheds. Over the past few days, refugees from all over the world have flocked here one after another. Just like the legend, there are indeed people giving porridge here.

Porridge is not rice porridge, but sweet potato porridge, porridge made from dried sweet potatoes. Although the porridge can only wrap the stomach, for the refugees, it gives them the hope of living.

Of course, that's not why they're here.

What's really keeping them here is - wait, they're going to get out of here by boat.

To Northport!

When you arrive in Beigang, you can not only get fields, but also grain!

For the refugees who left their homes and witnessed too many deaths along the way, this means the hope of living!

Live!
For the refugees, this is their last wish.

There was a tall man sitting upright under a tree beside the sparse grove. He didn't know where he came from to join the refugee team, and he didn't know when he sat under the tree.He held a bowl of porridge in his hand.

A bowl of clear water, some dried sweet potatoes.

This porridge is very thin, but it can be half full.But the man didn't eat it, just looked at it and muttered.

"Alive, alive...but your mothers are all dead..."

There was a lot of dark brown on the man's clothes—that was blood, that was dried blood.There was also a knife at his feet, and the handle and body of the knife were also thickly brown.

These are all traces of blood flowing down, which also makes no one around him dare to approach. For refugees, they will take the initiative to keep a distance from such people.

This man has blood on his hands!
Just as the man was looking at the porridge in despair, suddenly, a shout came from the embankment.

"The boat is coming! Look, the boat is coming..."

All of a sudden, there was chaos under the embankment, no matter they were dragging their children with their daughters, or the refugees who were alone, they all rushed to the river, and even the man who seemed to be out of his mind stood up and pointed at the other side of the embankment with a knife. Walk aside.

The boat is coming!
When he saw the boat leaning on the trestle bridge, the man felt very strange.

When he saw it, it was still some distance from the shore.It was a "gallery boat", the shape of the boat was different from that of the boats on the Yellow River. This kind of boat sailed by paddling instead of completely relying on sails like sea boats. When sailing on the Yellow River, especially when there is no wind or When the wind is against the current, the oarsman can row the boat upstream, and the speed is much faster than that of ordinary boats, and the shape of the boat is larger.

Such a ship was only introduced into the Yellow River two years ago. If any Western missionaries come here, they will definitely recognize that it is a "Venice galley". Large galleys with tons of tons were brought to the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. Since then, the multi-paddle sailboats have appeared in the eyes of the world.

Compared with ordinary ships, its color is a bit gray - the hull is pitch black.

black ship!

This is the biggest feature of Beigang Ship!

Under the sun, this black galley floats quietly on the Yellow River. In the eyes of the refugees, this black ship symbolizes the hope of life!

The man who followed the crowd to the river was looking at the black boat like everyone else.Outside the fence of the pier, a man in charge shouted loudly.

"Sixty people are needed to work here. After finishing the work, you can get on the boat first!"

As soon as his words fell, people began to raise their hands one after another.

"I, I, I can work..."

People shouted loudly, and no one would doubt the manager's words. After all, before this, every time someone was sent to the ship because of their work, not only the workers, but also their families.

The man also raised his hand, and he tiptoed like the others, trying to let the other party see him.

The man standing in the crowd felt a little uneasy.Because, this is his chance to get out of here.Like the refugees around him, he had only one thought in mind - he must board this ship.

It was here that the man saw the steward pointing his finger at him.

"You, you, come here!"

After he came over, the steward asked.

"What's your name? Are you from there?"

The man quickly replied.

"Returning to Mr. Wang, I'm Wang Xin, a native of Baishui, Shaanxi."

(End of this chapter)