Space Farming: The Rough Man Orion Dotes on His Wife Excessively

After a month of continuous porridge giving, the situation in Fengzhou has not improved. Perhaps because of the news that someone was giving porridge here, more and more refugees came to Fengzhou to take refuge.

The prefect gave a direct order not to allow refugees to enter the city. He posted a large number of officers and soldiers at the gate to kill any refugees who tried to force their way in.

Wave after wave of refugees were killed.

Even so, the refugees still did not give up and broke in. There were so many refugees that the officers and soldiers were almost no match.

The situation is getting more serious.

Gu Rao looked at the miserable situation of the refugees outside the city gate and wondered for a moment whether what he did was wrong.

Bieye could see his wife's thoughts and inner struggles at a glance.

He put his hand around her waist, pressed it gently, and comforted her, "It's not you who are at fault, it's the world. If you hadn't given porridge, more people would have died."

"Furthermore, even though our family is not known to be giving out porridge in the city, there are also some kind-hearted wealthy businessmen who are opening their doors to give out porridge."

Of course, Gu Rao knew that what her husband said was true and he was not trying to trick her. However, seeing those refugees dying like that, she still couldn't let go.

Life turns out to be so insignificant in the face of war.

She hated those who started the war.

When will all this end? -

A month later, the number of refugees at the city gate continued to increase, but they did not rush towards the city gate as unorganized as before.

They gathered together not far from the city gate and almost surrounded the entire Fengzhou City.

The base of disaster victims is too large.

The prefect of Fengzhou felt uneasy, and finally made a decision. He did not stop, pretending to let the victims into the city gate, and then caught turtles in a jar, caught all the refugees, and killed them all in the city, so as to prevent these victims from threatening Fengzhou City. 's safety.

On that day, the gates of Fengzhou City were opened wide.

The refugees wept with joy and poured into Fengzhou City one after another. In their lifeless eyes, they finally saw the hope of survival.

Some refugees are standing still.

The man guarding the city gate advised, "The governor is kind-hearted and can't bear to see the suffering of the people, so he is kind-hearted and allows the city gate to be opened for half a day. After this half day, you can't get in even if you want to, and you are still dumbfounded." What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come in quickly!"

A small number of refugees hesitated.

Having his sleeves tugged at by the refugees on the side, he shook his head at them and analyzed rationally, "If Fengzhou was really kind-hearted, he would not have killed so many refugees wantonly before."

"This time, the city gates are suddenly opened. Be careful of fraud. Let's just wait and see what happens."

Others feel justified.

Therefore, this group of people were not tempted by the opportunity at hand, and remained where they were, no matter how coaxed the officials admitted by the guards were.

Half a day later, the city gate slammed shut.

Soon after, heart-rending screams came from the city, the fire dyed most of the sky red, and blood flowed like a river along the city gate and out of the city gate.

When people outside the city gate saw this scene, their eyes were split open, and the last trace of respect and expectation for the imperial court in their hearts was gone, leaving only resentment and unwillingness.

Why are their lives so cheap?

Someone stood up.

"Brothers, the imperial court no longer cares about our life and death. Instead of dying here, it is better to rise up and find a way out for ourselves and our relatives!"

"it is good!"

"The imperial court is incompetent, so we will overthrow it!"

"kill!"

A group of rebels organized by refugees rushed forward like locusts. For three days and three nights, the officers and soldiers of Fengzhou and the rebels suffered heavy losses.

The city gate was still broken open.

The first person the rebels killed was the cruel eunuch. No matter how much the eunuch begged for mercy, they did not let him go. They cut off his head and hung it on the city gate.

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When Gu Rao saw this scene, she was not surprised at all. Ever since the prefect started using extreme measures to prevent the refugees from entering, she had expected that this day would come sooner or later.

However, the city gate was locked at that time, so even if she wanted to escape, it was too late.

Now the entire Fengzhou City is in chaos. The refugees are unorganized and have been going crazy with hunger for a long time. After entering, they break into houses, burn, kill and loot.

Bieye held Gu Rao's hand.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Gu Rao forced a smile at him.

"I believe you."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a heavy banging on the door.

"Open the door!"

"Hand over all your food, gold and silver, or else I will kill you to pieces!"

Gu Rao was a little nervous.

This was the first time she faced such a situation. She didn't know how to deal with it, let alone how many people were outside the door, and whether their people were opponents of those people.

If there are many people outside the door, they will definitely be outnumbered.

Bieye summoned his servants.

"Protect Madam."

The servants nodded nervously.

"Don't worry, sir, we will protect my wife even if we die!"

Bieye did not open the door and allowed them to break down the door.

The people outside the door saw that the people inside did not open the door, but they did not intend to give up. They directly smashed the door with axes, hoes, hammers and other tools.

The door was still broken open by them.

Bieye stared expressionlessly at the seven hungry refugees who had turned into skin and bones outside the house.

"roll!"

When the refugees saw how tall the savages were, they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in their hearts. However, in the blink of an eye, this fear was overtaken by greed.

The moment the seven men saw Gu Rao, their eyes glowed green.

"Brothers, there are seven of us, are we afraid of three men and two women? This little lady looks so iconic, it must be very exciting to play!"

"Ever since my mother-in-law starved to death on the road, I haven't played with a woman in a long time!"

"Kill these men, and those two women will be ours!"

"Come on!"

They picked up the thing in their hands and rushed in.

A cold light flashed in Bieye's amber eyes, and he held the ax in the hand of the man who was rushing forward with an ax in one hand. With a clever move, he broke the man's hand, snatched the ax from his hand, and gave it to him with his backhand. The man has an axe.

The man fell to the ground.

The remaining six men were all frightened by this incident. One of them was so frightened that he peed on the spot. He turned around and wanted to escape, but Bieye did not give them this chance.

He closed the tattered door with his backhand.

Then, a scream came from inside the house.

At this time, Bieye was like a god of death coming out of hell. His handsome face had long been wet with splattered blood, and he looked more terrifying than an evil ghost.

After dealing with these refugees, Bieye threw down the ax in his hand, looked up at his wife, and walked towards her.

But he stopped halfway and lowered his raised hand, as if he was afraid that she would be afraid of him after seeing the scene just now.

He stood there and explained with a stiff expression, "If I let one of them go, they might call more people over."

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft body threw herself into his arms.

Gu Rao sniffed.

"They all deserve to die."

"From the moment they don't plan to let us go, there is no need for us to give them a way to survive. To be soft-hearted to the enemy is to be cruel to ourselves."

"You did the right thing."