The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

Wang Zhuzi did not tell Chief Qian what Xiaomi had said. Xiaomi was still too young, and if the villagers did not believe him or thought that Xiaomi was different from other children, it would be bad if they blamed the disaster on Xiaomi.

Although the Wang family members are strong and powerful, and Wang Zhuzi can fight ten people alone, they are still outnumbered. They will definitely pay a terrible price.

This is what Wang Chengzi doesn't want to see. It's best to nip it in the bud. This is also the best way to protect Xiaomi.

After hearing this, Chief Qian frowned. He thought for a while and said in a very old voice, "Yougen, go and inform the villagers to pack up their things. Let's move to another place."

The villagers finally got out of Xiaoqingshan and were just about to take a good rest when they suddenly had to move again.

They were a little reluctant. They were all slow to pack up. Only the Wang family and a few other families put everything in order neatly.

Some villagers were packing up their things, mumbling, "We finally get to take a break. We have to change seats. We can rest anywhere. Why can't we rest here?"

"You better stop talking. The clan leader has heard it. You'll get scolded again later."

"He's not wrong. Why are you scolding him? It turns out you're not tired. If you're not tired, help me carry some things."

"Okay, stop talking. Hurry up."

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Help! Someone is killing someone!" A voice suddenly came from the distance. A few scattered figures appeared on the road along with the gradually rising dust.

They were all wearing clothes with numerous patches on them, and their hair was scattered all over their faces. They didn't even bother to brush their hair back.

Some were covered in blood, crying and shouting. They kept running forward. Some even lost their shoes. The bags on their backs also fell apart. Some things fell from the bags to the ground.

They didn't care, and didn't pick up anything. They just kept running.

The villagers of Hehua Village saw this scene and quickly packed up their things. Qian Yougen also shouted at this time, "Don't take the things. Run. Run to the mountain. Run to Daqing Mountain! Quick! Hurry up!"

Daqing Mountain and Xiaoqing Mountain are only separated by a road. Upon hearing this, the Wang family hurried to Daqing Mountain.

Zhang Xing'er held Xiaomi in her arms, while Old Wang pushed the cart. Wang Chengzi and Wang Zhuzi held axes and surrounded the crowd. They ran into the mountains.

The other villagers also followed and ran towards Daqing Mountain. However, some villagers were reluctant to leave their unpacked things and were still picking them up in their bags.

Qian Yougen also drove a donkey cart and ran into the mountains. The chieftain of the Qian clan was carried on the back of his youngest son Qian Youliang. The chieftain's wife was also carried on the back of Qian Yougen's wife.

Everyone quickly ran up the mountain, as if there was some ferocious beast behind them.

At this time, some officers and soldiers on horseback also caught up with them. They would chop down anyone they saw, regardless of gender, age or youth.

At this moment, they seemed not to be soldiers, but bandits, devoid of humanity.

Suddenly, there were bursts of screams coming from the bottom of the mountain, which made people shudder. Some refugees saw the people from Lotus Village walking up the mountain and followed them.

When the officers and soldiers saw many people running up the mountain, they dismounted from their horses and chased them up the mountain with swords in hand.

There were about eight or nine soldiers who caught up with them. As the villagers were carrying a lot of luggage, and the soldiers were lightly equipped, they caught up with several people in a short while.

Screams rang out one after another. The donkey of the patriarch was also affected at this time. It kept spinning in place and did not move forward.

Qian Yougen kept whipping the donkey with his whip. The donkey kept braying, but it didn't move forward at all.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to catch up, Qian Yougen gritted his teeth and decided to give up the things. He got off the car and ran forward.

The sound of iron colliding exploded in Qian Yougen's ears.

It turned out that an officer was wielding a broadsword and was about to chop off Qian Yougen's head.

Wang Zhuzi happened to see it. He rushed forward in two or three steps and swung his axe to block it. The knife and axe collided, bringing out a string of sparks.

The officers and soldiers were shocked and took a few steps back. Wang Zhuzi cut the rope connecting the donkey and the cart and ran away pulling the cart.

At this time, Qian Yougen was still sitting on the cart. He quickly jumped down and stumbled, then got up and continued to run.

"Ding, the obedience talisman was used successfully."

The soldier steadied himself and chased Wang Zhuzi with his knife. When he reached the donkey, the donkey kicked back and hit the soldier in the chest.

He kicked the soldier to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Well done, little donkey." Xiaomi was in Zhang Xing'er's arms and saw the whole scene clearly.

After kicking the soldiers, the donkey ran towards Wang Zhuzi.

As the group went deeper and deeper, the soldiers stopped chasing them. But the villagers did not dare to rest. They kept running until night, when they could no longer see the road. Only then did they stop to rest.

At this time, the original 43 households of Lotus Village were basically all here. Only a few people were missing from each household. There were also some scattered villagers that we met at the foot of the mountain just now.

At this moment, they still did not dare to relax. They did not dare to light a fire, fearing that the fire would attract soldiers. They only took out a few cakes, filled their stomachs randomly, and lay down to sleep.

The Wang family did the same. Each of them ate a few bites of the pancake. Zhang Xing'er held Xiaomi in her arms. The women and children slept in the middle. Wang Zhuzi and Wang Chengzi stood guard on both sides.

In this way, the night passed peacefully, and everyone felt relieved.

In the early morning of Daqing Mountain, there is a thin layer of fog all around, making the whole mountain forest look foggy.

Everyone got up and started to check how much food was left in their homes.

Because the chief of the Qian clan had already ordered everyone to pack up before they encountered the soldiers, the losses were not too great. The food of every household was basically saved.

Qian Youfu slapped his thigh in annoyance: "If I had known, I would have listened to the clan leader and packed up quickly. Oh, I forgot to take my bamboo tube!"

Sun Cuihua twisted Qian Youfu's ear and turned it hard. She said viciously, "What's the big deal about the bamboo tube? The important thing is that it is full of water. The kids' mouths were cracked with thirst yesterday.

I was so cruel that I didn't give them the drink. But you threw it away. If I had known this would happen, I would have given them the drink.

Qian Youfu, I'm telling you. From now on, don't even think about giving me a sip of water before you find some!"

Qian Youfu bent over, covered his ears, and said in a harassing tone, "Wife, please be gentle. There are so many people here. Please give me some face."

Sun Cuihua then let go, snorted, and turned to look at her own things.

Wang Chengzi squatted beside the refugees and chatted with them. "Brother, we are from Hehua Village over in Xiaoqing Mountain. It's dry and there's no rain. There's really no way to survive.

So they dragged their families and planned to go to other places to make a living. "Where are you from?" He handed him half a steamed bun.