An old man stood up and said, "You have to try it! Otherwise..."

Another old man shook his head and said, "You might die if you try. Look, I see! There will be wild vegetables in the fields in a while. Go get some first, dry them in the sun, and stock them up."

"By the way, please be merciful. Let's ask Muramasa to talk to the superiors and give us some food."

"Well! This is also a way. However, the officials will not support us, and we cannot survive on relief."

"What did your Majesty say last time...helping those who are in need but not those who are in need?"

"Then what should we do?"

Several old people stared at each other, and for a moment they had no idea.

"Third uncle! Third uncle!"

A young man ran from a distance, shouting as he ran, accidentally fell, got up and continued running regardless of the pain.

"Erlang, run slower!" an old man scolded: "You are seeking death, what big thing is worth being so crazy? Be careful and you will fall to death!" He gently twitched the corner of his mouth three times and spat on the ground.

, "I'm talking nonsense. Gods shouldn't remember this."

The young man ran over and gasped: "Come and see, the official road... the official road is so lively!"

The old people blinked, "What's the excitement?"

"Let's get down to business! Go home!"

The young people in the village were most afraid of these old people. At this moment, the young man felt the pleasure of offending authority. He deliberately delayed it, and when his uncle came over with a fierce look, carrying shoes, he said:

"The envoy is here!"

"What?"

"The envoy is here?"

"Ouch! Oh my God! Go and see!"

"Sanlang, give me a hand!"

"Who stepped on my shoes!"

"The envoy is here!"

The whole village was mobilized.

Among Chenzhou's troops who were marching on the road, someone suddenly exclaimed, "There is enemy sentiment!"

Yang Xuan glanced to the right on horseback and saw smoke and dust billowing from him.

"Ambush?" The old thief was judging.

Lin Feibao said calmly: "They are the common people."

"How can you be sure?" The old thief held him back for a while.

"Good eyesight."

A group of common people rushed towards them. When they approached, they saw the army rolling in and couldn't help but stand with their hands tied.

Lin Feibao whispered: "Lang Jun, Your Majesty loves the people like a son."

This is a reminder.

But Yang Xuan had already planned this.

He dismounted and walked over.

But the villagers didn't look at him, but looked behind him.

Hundreds of prisoners hung their heads.

"Is this...a great victory?" an old man asked tremblingly.

Yang Xuan nodded, "A great victory."

"Look, what is that?" A child pointed to the back and screamed: "It's a human head, aye! Aye!"

His mother came over, slapped the child on the back of the head first, and then pulled the child behind her, saying, "How dare you look!" She glanced at it herself and was trembling, but she held on and refused to retreat.

"It's a human head."

An old man stood on tiptoe and took a look. He didn't think it was clear, so he walked over boldly.

A series of heads were dragged beyond recognition and were covered with dust.

The old man looked at these grinning heads and was shocked. He turned around and said, "They are thieves from the Third Department!"

The people were stunned, and then they were ecstatic.

"Thank you so much, envoy!"

Someone asked: "Your Majesty, can we farm?"

Yang Xuan nodded.

"Are there still enemy troops?"

"have!"

Everyone was shocked.

Yang Xuan pointed behind him, "Three miles away, you can go and have a look."

He mounted his horse and was escorted away.

The villagers were stunned, and several old people discussed it again.

"They say they are enemy troops!"

"Idiot! Your Majesty will return in triumph with your army. What kind of enemy army are they?"

"yes!"

"It's only three miles away. It's not far. Let's go and have a look."

"Walk!"

"Sanlang, come and help me!"

Hundreds of villagers were supporting the elderly, carrying children on their backs, or couples.

Driving slowly all the way, you can see blood stains on the road, one by one.

Less than two miles away, someone pointed ahead and said, "Hey! There's an extra dirt bag there!"

"Yes! Who did it?"

"I'm afraid it wasn't caused by the gods."

"have a look!"

A young man couldn't help it and ran over alone.

He ran to the dirt bag and looked up, dumbfounded.

"Erlang, what is this?" someone shouted.

The boy didn't move.

"This baby needs to be beaten."

"If you don't fight for three days, you won't be obedient."

Everyone walked over step by step.

Everyone was stunned.

"It's...it's a corpse!"

"Oh! It's so scary!"

"Husband, I'm so scared!"

"Hide behind me."

An old man went up to check it out and said, "It belongs to thieves. No wonder the envoy said there are enemy troops here."

"What kind of mountains of corpses do they say your commander likes to create?"

"It's Jingguan!"

"Yes, your Majesty killed three major groups of thieves and created this Jingguan to warn those thieves!"

"No, hey! I just said that with your martial arts skills, how can you make these thieves proud?"

"How many people are there?"

"Look, I'm afraid! There aren't two thousand people there!"

"It's ready!"

"Yes, it's ready!"

Everyone's face was red, and even the women who had screamed at the beginning poked their heads out to take a look. They were laughed at by their men and said confidently: "I am afraid of death, but if these people don't die, we will die."
To be continued...