"Master, give me something to eat, give me something to eat..."

Several refugees with sallow complexions and sunken eyes gathered around tremblingly, pleading with each other.

"You escaped from Montenegro, right?"

Yang Yu sighed slightly in his heart, stopped the carriage, and ordered Zhao Qi to distribute the dry food.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

The refugees thanked him profusely and devoured their dry food before they had time to answer.

They indeed escaped from Heishan City. When they first escaped, there were thousands of them, but now, there are only about ten people in their group.

Those who had some means left with the previous caravan, but those who had no means and could not hold on, mostly died on the side of the road.

Yang Yu gave most of the food to these refugees and told them that Montenegro was safe and there was no disease, but these refugees were skeptical.

But they really couldn't walk anymore, so they had no choice but to trust Yang Yu and go back with the dry food.

"well."

Yang Yu sighed in his heart and realized Wei He's previous softening.

Without food, people really can't survive.

His disgust towards Liu Wenpeng also increased. No matter how ferocious a killer in this world, he may not kill even one-tenth of the number of casualties he suffered in Black Mountain City this time.

The harm caused by officials is probably worse than the harm caused by bandits.

If all the prefectures and counties in Qingzhou were like this, he doubted how many years the Ming Dynasty could last.

Are you afraid of taking jujube pills?

"Hungry, hungry~"

In the prison car, the three generations of people from Tiejianmen were all skin and bones from hunger.

Guan Shanshui stretched out his trembling hands, and finally couldn't hold back and begged for mercy:

"Master Yang, please help me stutter..."

Yan Jinglue closed his eyes in pain, but could not utter any angry words.

It had been more than ten days, and they hadn't eaten as much as other people in one day. If there hadn't been some snow to eat, they would have starved to death.

"Master Yang, we don't have much dry food..."

Zhao Qi was about to speak but stopped.

They didn't bring much dry food, and several villages on the road didn't receive supplies, and they didn't meet even a caravan on the road.

Even though I was frugal, I didn't have much left over.

Of course, this is because of the burdens of Iron Sword Gate, otherwise, their food would not be able to support the next county.

"Give me some, give me some..."

Shi Yongyan burst into tears and ran into the prison car with regret.

"I still have use for these people, but don't really starve to death."

Yang Yu glanced at Guan Shanshui coldly:

"When you were helping the tyrants do evil, did you ever think about how many people starved to death?"

Guan Shanshui took the cake blankly, feeling that all the gold, silver and jewelry in the world could not compare to its safety.

"Uncle Master..."

Shi Yongyan trembled and took a piece, and the two men immediately started fighting in the prison car.

Yan Jinglue looked ferocious, but his inner energy was dispersed. Not only was he unable to stop him, he was also punched twice.

It's not ugly.

"This is already beyond the borders of Montenegro. It is still 120 miles away from the next county. At my current speed, I should be able to reach it the day after tomorrow."

The convoy set off again, Yang Yu looked at the map and made silent calculations.

It was not because he was worried about these death row prisoners, but after eating dry food and iron broad beans for more than ten days, he really couldn't eat anymore.

In the twelfth month of winter, not even a mouse can be found. No matter how powerful he is, he can't find a piece of meat.

In his mouth, he really looked like a bird.

"The energy storage of the Cauldron of Gluttony should be about the same. However, there are still two missing ingredients for the Kuixing Ranking Map. Should I refine the 'Nine Ox and Two Tiger' again, or Liu Wenpeng's bow?"

Yang Prison hesitated.

In the past ten days, he has not delayed his martial arts progress.

He took Yiqi Pills and Blood-Building Pills every day, and practiced internal and external exercises without stopping for a moment. Of course, the one who made the greatest progress was the Cauldron of Gluttony.

I also used up my last two quotas and went to the Liuji Mountain battlefield twice to hone my martial arts.

Of course, I couldn't see Prince Zhao.

But the last time, he independently killed a black armored knight.

"I'd better learn the Four Elephant Arrows first. With my current martial arts skills, unless I'm lucky, I won't have a chance to fight Zhang Xuanba."

Having made the decision, Yang Yu decided to refine this 'fine iron bow'.

But I heard Zhao Qi’s surprised and incomprehensible voice coming from outside:

"Mr. Yang, there seems to be a tavern not far ahead!"

"Tavern?"

Yang Yu was startled and opened the car curtain.

I could see a two-story small courtyard beside the official road in the distance. There were fenced pigs and cows outside, and there seemed to be this horse.

A plain yellow wine flag fluttered in the cold wind.

"There is a tavern in this quiet place? Master Yang, this, this is not right..."

Jiang Du was a little uneasy.

This boundary is five hundred miles away from Heishan, and more than a hundred miles away from the next city. Which store would do business here?

Not afraid of starving to death?

"This tavern..."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed and he told the two of them to just go on their way.

This tavern is located on the official road. If you want to get out of the way, it will take several days to travel.

As for the prisoners, seeing that there was a place to shelter from the cold, their pace suddenly became faster. Only the three people in the prison car had drooped faces and looked lifeless.

Not long after, Yang Yu could smell the aroma of wine and meat.

I took a quick look and saw, my dear, there was a big pot standing in the yard of the house. The broth was boiling and the aroma was fragrant.

When the two big men dressed as shopkeepers saw Yang Yu and his party, they waved:

"Would you like some fresh fragrant meat, sir?"
Chapter completed!