Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

The Emperor of Lin State seemed to be assisted by God.

General Huo Min led his troops all the way back from the imperial city to the northwest. He has now sent troops to station in various towns and villages, set up medical outposts, recruited refugees to join the army, and allowed farmers to return to the fertile fields to grow food and fodder for the front line and provide supplies.

Although General Huo is brave and powerful, too many cities have been captured in the past six months, and it will take more than a day to recapture them all.

Jixiang Village also sent military officer Wang Zeren to govern the village.

Because the journey was long and the township was remote, the main army of the Lin Kingdom was on the front line, and the county officials did not pay much attention to this Jixiang Village, Wang Zeren led a team of twelve people, one military doctor, and only one war horse.

There was a mule cart behind him, carrying Wang Zeren's luggage, bedding and a few supplies, and that was all.

Even among the eleven soldiers assigned to the army, five were recruited from the local refugees in Feng County, and the military doctor was a doctor hired from a random pharmacy in the city, and no one knew how good his medical skills were.

Anyway, the point is to know about herbs.

It can be seen that although the Lin State defeated the Qian State, its treasury was empty and the situation was not much better at all.

"General Wang, why did the state assign you to this godforsaken place? A talent like you should be sitting in the county magistrate's mansion." The man who spoke was a man with pockmarks all over his face. He had a wretched appearance, and his protruding teeth made his upper jaw bulge, which made his wretched appearance even more wretched.

His name suits his character, being Ermazi. He is also one of the few people who came from the state with Wang Zeren to govern the stronghold.

The tall man in his thirties riding the warhorse did not speak a word. He had a stern face from the start until now. Two horrifying knife marks could be seen on the back of his hands holding the reins. Veins were bulging and it was obvious that he had some objections to the assignment this time, but military orders were like mountains and he could not afford to disobey.

"How long will it take?" Wang Zeren asked in a deep voice.

"Almost there, almost there. We'll be able to see the village in half an hour." Er Mazi answered with a smiling face. Turning around, he saw the refugees searching behind him looking listless. He opened his mouth and revealed two yellow buck teeth: "It's going to die! Hurry up!"

The army's journey was relatively smooth, but as soon as they reached the village entrance, the refugees who had settled in Jixiang Village began to run around like mice seeing a cat.

"Don't run! Why are you running!" Er Mazi screamed, took two steps forward and kicked down a fleeing refugee: "Damn it, why are you running?"

The man who was kicked immediately knelt down and kowtowed several times, saying as he kowtowed: "General, General, please don't kill me. I'm just going to rest here for one night. I'll leave right away. No, no, get out...I'll get out right away."

The other ten soldiers also took action and captured the remaining refugees. At most, these refugees had a place to live in Jixiang Village, which was protected from wind and rain.

Forget about food. All the quilts in the villagers' homes have been taken away. They now sleep on straw mats and cover themselves with straw mats. They eat wild grasses and fruits, regardless of whether they recognize them or not. They eat whatever they think is edible. They will eat these as long as they are alive, and they will be relieved when they die.

Wang Zeren frowned on his warhorse, and only got off the horse after he had captured most of the refugees.

"We are here to take over Jixiang Village under the order of the prefecture. The prefecture wants to build a base here for the soldiers retreating from the front line to rest.

Now you are conscripted for labor, work and you will get food." Wang Zeren's voice was so strong that the refugees dared not move and lowered their heads.

They also saw what happened in the village in the past few months. Two of those military ruffians are now the kings of the village.

They had already had a hard time with just the two of them, but suddenly so many soldiers came, bringing so many refugees with them.

It really scared them a lot.

"Boom, boom."

Several soldiers picked up two men in tattered armor and threw them heavily to the ground.

These two soldiers were the ones who had fled with Li Mu. Since Li Mu took the people in the cave away, they have never returned.

At first, the two were very worried, thinking that Li Mu had encountered the bandits in the mountains. Unexpectedly, after a long time, there was no news and no one came down from the mountains.

There was little food in the village, so the two men relied on their excellent equipment to extort money from the refugees, and they lived a relatively comfortable life. At least they were not hungry or thirsty.

Wang Zeren glanced at the two of them, saw the old armor, and knew what the situation was.

"Kill him."

The two deserters knelt on the ground and cried, their cries were as miserable as they could be.

"Wait... wait, Commander Wang, we are short of people here too. Why don't we give them a chance to redeem themselves for their crimes?" Er Mazi stepped forward and pleaded with Wang Zeren.

"It's up to you." Wang Zeren was also tired. He had been traveling for more than a week and was obviously exhausted.

He rode his carriage towards the old village chief's house, because in this auspicious village, the village chief's family was the only one that lived in a brick house, although there was only one room.

Er Mazi smiled and sent Wang Zeren away, then looked at the two deserters kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face: "Do you know who saved you?"

Wei Zheng and Zhu Geng nodded quickly and kowtowed to Er Mazi a few times.

Er Mazi put his hands behind his back and organized the rest of the people to take care of the refugees and gather together at the entrance of the ancestral hall in Jixiang Village.

He found a chair and sat down: "Tell me, what's the situation in this village."

The two skinny men looked at each other. Wei Zheng crawled forward on his knees and came to Er Mazi's side. "Sir, I don't know how to address you?"

Ermaizi crossed his legs and licked his buck teeth with his tongue: "Call me Erye." Ermaizi hated his own name because he had been laughed at by the soldiers in the same barracks countless times.

Since he first joined the army and has worked his way up to his current position, few people dare to call him Ermazi.

But all this is thanks to Wang Zeren.

Now seeing that someone was also bowing to him, the vanity in his heart immediately surged up.

I have to say, being an official is really fun.

"Second Master, we fled here half a year ago. The remaining people in this village came from all over the place. There are few people from this village. It is said that bandits came here before. When we came, everything in the village was robbed."

Ermazi nodded. With war and bandits everywhere, this was inevitable.

"Well, there is more."

Wei Zheng and Zhu Geng, the two deserters, looked at each other again. Zhu Geng gave Wei Zheng a look, saying that the previous events could no longer be concealed, so it would be better to use this information to gain the trust of the person in front of him.

Even if they are the kings here, the food they eat is not good. Both of them have lost a lot of weight, so how can they support the armor?

The two men saw that this group of troops came with some supplies. Since they were building a stronghold, they must have brought supplies. The two men were really starving and now just wanted to have a full meal.

"Second Master, there is another important piece of information."

"tell me the story."