If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

"It's getting dark, Yuan Bao and the others haven't come back yet?" Master Xia stood on the city wall with a worried face.

Together with a few members of the guard who stayed behind, Dong Geer was arranging for the villagers to clean up the battlefield, and he was sweating from running up and down.

This is different from fighting with zombies. There are spoils of war that can be collected, such as armor weapons on corpses, and war horses. Some people even carry some valuables with them.

In addition, the corpses had to be dragged to be burned. They dragged the wheelbarrow carrying stones to transport the corpses, and dragged them to the burning site for centralized burning. Fortunately, the road had been repaired, and the processing was relatively fast.

Just after a run, Brother Dong was extremely thirsty. Seeing his grandfather standing on the city wall, he came up to beg for a drink of saliva.

Hearing Master Xia's words, Dong Ge'er comforted: "I heard that there are not many people left in their stronghold who can fight. My uncle has brought so many people there, so nothing will happen."

If it wasn't for worrying that the intruders left behind by Colonel Luo who hadn't returned to the county for a long time would notice something was wrong, Xia Chen wouldn't have rushed away with people right after the battle, and he would have to rest for a day anyway.

Master Xia rolled his eyes at his eldest grandson, and then turned his eyes to the other side. He was not afraid that something would happen to his youngest son. .

He felt that if Yao'er didn't come back, his friend would freeze the city wall down.Oh, this friend, although he is a bit arrogant, he is capable, and he is very good at his family's ingots, so Master Xia supports their association very much.

The only thing that the old man can't understand is that the two of them are too clingy, they eat and sleep together and go in and out together, and it's not that the little girl makes handkerchiefs and likes to tell little secrets, which boy is so sticky.

What's more, this friend was born a little too good-looking, and his family's ingot is already a rare good-looking, this one is not inferior at all.He was in the army before, although he hadn't experienced it himself, but he had heard some brothers and sisters, so it was inevitable that he would feel a little worried after a long time.

But just looking at how sticky these two people get along with each other, and they don't have the same intimacy, Master Xia kept this matter to himself, and was going to find a chance to ask.

People can't afford to talk about it recently, saying that when Cao Cao arrived, he saw a long row of pumpkin carriages approaching from a distance, and the left-behind combat members and the villagers who cleaned up the battlefield cheered when they got the news.

Before they knew it, Xia Chen had become their spiritual leader. As long as Xia Chen was still around, there seemed to be nothing to worry about.

Wen Shu, who was standing on the city wall, jumped down on tiptoes little by little. Master Xia yelled in fright, and rushed over to look, but saw that he had landed safely.

"W-Who is this..." The old man was getting old, and he broke into a cold sweat from fright, and was supported by Brother Dong to go down obediently from behind to pick up Xia Chen.

The carriage stopped in front of the tree wall, and Xia Chen got out of the car first. According to the previous idea, let the people who came this time stay outside the tree wall first.

Xia Chen collected an iron tree, opened the passage and Wen Shu immediately stood beside him, saying displeasedly, "You are late."

When Xia Chen left, he had to leave a strong force to guard his base camp, and Wen Shu couldn't be more suitable.Xia Chen coaxed him with nice words for a long time, and made an appointment for the return trip, so he managed to calm him down.

"Something happened." Xia Chen smiled flatteringly at him.

At this time, Master Xia and Dong Geer also arrived. Seeing that people in the pumpkin carriage kept coming down, which had far exceeded the normal passenger capacity, Master Xia was surprised: "Why are there so many people?"

Three to four hundred people have already come down at this moment, but looking in from the car door, the inside is still full of people, and I don't know how they squeezed in.

Xia Chen raised his chin and nodded towards the familiar faces: "Hey, the survivors in the county town stopped our car on the way back and insisted on coming back with us."

Colonel Luo and his party hadn't been in the county for too long. Because of the lack of food, they didn't have the heart to catch slaves. The main reason was that they had searched the surrounding towns in the county, so the survivors hadn't been harmed by them yet.

If they captured Qinghe Village today and obtained a large amount of food, the next step would naturally be to gather all the remnants of the county and turn them into slaves, and then choose a good place to establish a base in the future. These slaves are the cheapest labor.

But even so, those people didn't do anything good in the county these days. All the food was looted, and the survivors basically waited to die.

There are also some girls and women who can see a little bit, who have also been harmed a lot, and killed many people. They slaughtered unarmed people, just like killing chickens and geese. Normal people have chills in their hearts.

So when Xia Chen and his party attacked their stronghold, they attracted the attention of many survivors. His pumpkin carriage is quite iconic, and the car that looked like this was when Xia Chen came to pick up people. I saw it once.

Because of Xia Chen's identity as a Juren, he has a little reputation in the vicinity of Qingyang County, and compared with the vicious intruders like Colonel Luo, it immediately shows that Xia Chen is good.

When he led people to conquer the stronghold and showed a strong force value, the few survivors who survived until now did not wink, and they all gathered together and wanted to join him.

There were too many people, including the survivors, there were [-] people. Xia Chen manifested two pumpkin carriages, each of which was crowded and crowded, and selected those who could ride horses from them. Luo's and their remaining horses all rode back.

On the way, because of the large amount of blood energy gathered, Xiaobo zombies attacked. This kind of small-scale zombies with only a dozen or so, it was not Xia Chen's turn to do it, and the guard jumped out of the car to deal with it.Meng Mingjun also made a note for them, saying that Quan was on the field, and it was a pity that he missed the person who did the work.

Having said that, the resettlement of so many people is a big problem. Xia Chen informed the slaves and survivors of his plan. The slaves already knew that they would be selected, so they didn't react too much. They all stared at the tall iron tree wall and the distant Looking at the city wall whose outline can be seen from a distance, with such a strong defense force, if you can stay inside, you must be extremely safe.

Some of the survivors were a little displeased, thinking that they should be treated differently from slaves, completely forgetting that they are no longer slaves.

But Xia Chen acted very tough, stayed if he wanted to stay, and left if he didn't want to. In the end, these people still bowed their heads and obediently obeyed the arrangement.

Xia Chen asked them to form groups of 12 to [-] people according to their respective family units or find acquaintances, and then rent or purchase some fur blankets in stock for them to keep warm at night according to the groups. It was too late to build shelter for them.

If a villager's family has extra bedding and bedding, they can also trade in this way, and they can ask Meng Mingjun to register. He was about to lose his head, so he simply arrested all the students who had already finished school and came over to help him register.

These children have been studying for so long, and there is no problem simply registering the debit of the number of names, but the format is confusing, and Meng Mingjun will have to rewrite it later.

As for not admitting it afterwards?As long as they want to stay here, they won't do such unwise things.

Leaving these trivial matters to Meng Mingjun, Xia Chen planned the scope, circled a large piece of land, and planted a circle of iron tree walls.

Because here, there are already continuous forests on both sides, Xia Chen also circled the two sides to prevent zombies from coming out of the forest to attack people.

He planted the iron trees on both sides a little more sparsely, so that the zombies would not come in sideways, but the people inside could go out sideways, so that they could chop some firewood and so on. After all, they couldn't be kept inside forever.

Witnessing Xia Chen turning into a tree with empty hands again, even the villagers who had seen it before, still cheered and cheered. The slaves and survivors who saw it for the first time were all stunned, awed even more awed, and a little cautious. Completely extinguished.

The guards were also sent out to maintain order and help resettle them. They were used to the division of labor and cooperation in groups. When Xia Chen asked these people to form groups, they guessed the reason.

So after quickly dividing them up, each group reserved one or two people to register for heating equipment, and the rest either cleaned up the site they had chosen, or went to the woods not far away to pick up some dry firewood and come back to light a fire at night. It is just right for a group of people to have a fire to keep warm.

There were guards watching, and they had cleaned up the nearby zombies over and over again. There was no need to worry about safety for the time being. Even a child could do such a job as collecting firewood, so a lot of them were brought back quickly, without Xia Chen Make another arrangement to get firewood for them.

When the sky was getting darker and darker, most of the groups had basically received their heating appliances. Xia Chen had already sent people back to get food. It was still a bowl of porridge plus a potato or sweet potato for each person.The white porridge is because these people are still in poor health and need to drink some porridge to support them. The potatoes and sweet potatoes are given directly to them, and they can be cooked by burying them in the fire. How to eat them is up to them.

All these things were agreed in advance, and they were considered loans. No one objected, or dared not to object. Those slaves were very open-minded. Anyway, they were poor and penniless, so there was nothing to worry about in debt. Anyway, Master Xia said You can still work.

They would like to continue like this, give them food, and let them work.Of course, it would be even better if he could live in that city.

Before sealing off a layer of iron tree wall, Xia Chen made a solemn statement that he did not want bullying and theft to happen here. Once found, he would immediately take back all the rented items and drive them out.

His words quite calmed down some malicious people. They didn't want to make any big moves. It was just the sweet potatoes that Xia Chen sent out. Some people were reluctant to eat them all at once and put them away. idea.

As soon as Xia Chen's words came out, they inevitably began to weigh in their hearts whether it was worthwhile to be kicked out for offending Xia Chen for a potato or sweet potato. The answer was no, so these people had no choice but to suppress their eagerness to move.

After roughly settling these refugees—it is no longer appropriate to call them slaves, two more guard teams were arranged to stay overnight on the city wall so that Xia Chen had time to go home.

Feng Yanshan's family first went to live with Sun Heihu and the others. Xia Chen gave enough food and some necessary living supplies as he had arranged for other companions at the beginning. Now there is no land to allocate to them, and this time is not suitable for farming.Xia Chen asked them to take care of their bodies first, and then think about the future.

After eating the dinner prepared at home in a hurry, Xia Chen went to take a bath to wash off his fatigue. When he returned to the room, there was already a beautiful woman with picturesque features lying on the bed.

Xia Chen jumped on the bed and pressed on Wen Shu's legs, his face was stuffed under the quilt and he smiled: "Today, my father asked me why I didn't build you a house, and said that if I can't find any manpower, let my elder brother do it for you." You cover."

As he spoke, he handed his wrist in front of Wen Shu, Wen Shu habitually held his head sideways, his sharp canine teeth scratched the skin lightly, and the certain element secreted in the teeth greatly reduced the feeling of anesthesia. feeling of pain.

His lips were slightly pursed, he took a sip, and his eyes were instantly bent to show the master's extremely happy mood. After the wound healed quickly, Xia Chen withdrew his wrist.

He was too tired today, Xia Chen didn't want to move when lying on his stomach, his hair was still half wet, he took a towel and wiped it time after time.

Seeing this, Wen Shu simply took his hand and wiped his hair slowly, saying as he wiped, "He asked me too."

"Huh? What?" Xia Chen was a little sleepy, and Wen Shu's hand movements were very gentle, not pulling his hair at all.

Wen Shu: "Ask me if you want to build me a house."

Xia Chen's voice became lower and lower: "Oh, what did you say..."

Wen Shu: "I said we are in a nurturing relationship and have to sleep together."

Xia Chen: "???!!!!!!!!!"

I woke up in an instant, no wonder my father looked at me a little strangely during dinner at night.