Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

It is with this spirit that Qiao Da has been able to survive until now on the road. Only his mother's words can make him feel that he is still a human being.

In order to avoid being caught up by the red-eyed guys, he could only run faster and faster.

The few people who followed him staggered along, exhausted, but the black road on the ground not far away attracted all their attention.

"Road?" A young man stepped on it carefully.

The people behind didn't say anything, but they also walked closer quickly. The feedback from the solid ground gave them a shock.

It felt like they were getting closer to their destination. "There's a city nearby!" the young man said.

They really didn't have the energy to speak, so they could only speak less often.

"Ask." Every time they passed a city, they would ask how far it was and whether the city could take them in.

But after being rejected so many times, my heart has become numb.

It seemed that the Que County that could take them in was a place they could only reach after they died.

After walking for another cup of tea, we saw a high mound of earth not far from the roadside. It was high in front and low in the back and hidden underground. A long bamboo pole stretched out from the back, and white smoke was floating on the top of the bamboo pole.

Everyone was stunned. The mound was quite large. The surrounding ground was paved with black stones. There was also a half-person-high wall made of earth bricks next to the road. The three sides of the mound were made of earth bricks, which was very conspicuous against the backdrop of black gravel.

From a distance, it looks like a vegetable cellar that is half exposed above the ground.

As everyone got closer, they saw that there were indeed people living there.

The mound slopes down more than a foot from the entrance. Walking straight down, there is a wooden door of normal height.

There was smoke coming out from the back of the house. When I got closer, I found that it was a thick and large bamboo tube that went straight through the roof and into the soil.

When they got closer, they felt that the whole mound was emitting a faint warmth. They also smelled the scent of food in the surrounding air, which gave them a shock.

Then his face changed and he took a few steps back and became alert. Perhaps someone in the house heard the noise outside, and the door of the mound opened.

A rough voice came: "I told you not to add so much coal slag, but you insisted on adding it. Now you are going to roast us both?"

The person who was speaking was tall, with sweat on his face, obviously because of the temperature in the room.

The hot air coming out of the door collided with the cold air outside, forming a white mist that made it impossible to see each other's expressions.

Ah Da took a few steps forward, wiped the sweat off his body with his sleeve, then looked up at the people standing on the road.

A look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he shouted, "Sixth Son, someone is coming!"

After a long while, a thin man came out of the house with a bowl of porridge in his hand. He took a sip slowly and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? My porridge is almost mushy!"

As soon as the bowl of porridge appeared, Qiao Da and the others' eyes turned red and they stared at it fiercely. However, when they saw the arm armor in Ah Da's hand and the long sword at his waist, they did not move.

Instead, he looked away, fearing to anger the military commander in front of him.

"Are they, refugees?" Liuzi did not miss the looks of the crowd. He was too familiar with this expression. Two months ago, he was the same.

Ah Da's eyes lit up: "You are finally here! Where are the people behind?" He looked back and could only see scattered figures in the distance, who seemed to be afraid of something and dared not move forward.

Seeing the happy look on Ada's face, Qiao Da's expression changed slightly. He glanced at the wooden sticks on the car and took two steps back.

They had also seen nobles on the road who were excited to see them, but they were just happy that there would be new slaves in their families, and there were also slave traders who wanted to sell them to the black mines.

Although they were refugees, they were naturally unwilling to become slaves worse than animals.

So, fighting escaped, being driven away, and ravaged their numb hearts over and over again.

Seeing the vigilance on their faces, Ah Da was confused and scratched his head: "Didn't the county say that a group of refugees were coming?" After saying that, he carefully looked at the group of people in front of him.

"They are just refugees, they are just afraid of being caught and sold." Liuzi held the bowl of soup in his hand with a leisurely look on his face.

Qiao Da listened to the conversation between the two people. Seeing that they were just watching and not preparing to do anything, he thought they were just ordinary post station soldiers, so he asked, "Excuse me, how far is Black Stone Mountain in Que County from here?"

As they walked along, whenever they wanted to stop at a place, someone would give them a bowl of porridge and then tell them that their destination was a place called Que County, and the most conspicuous feature of the place was the Black Stone Mountain.

They had no choice but to compromise and continue moving forward. Whenever they passed by a post station or a city, as long as they told the other party their destination, both sides would put aside their hostility and live in peace for a short period of time.

There is no other reason. These refugees have somewhere to go. They will not invade the lives of local people or steal their food.

Liuzi and Ada looked at each other with strange expressions, wanting to laugh but feeling sad. Finally, Liuzi pointed at the black road in front of them that went straight to the sky.

"Tell me, why is our road black?" He asked with a smile and a bit of pride.

Qiao Da's eyes widened and he stepped hard on the black road surface: "Are we here? Is this Black Stone Mountain?" He was a little bit unbelievable.

Seeing Liuzi nod, everyone burst into tears of joy. Some people knelt on the ground, crying and laughing, while others stared blankly at the road they came from without saying a word.

Half a cup of tea later, everyone squatted in the open space in front of the door and formed a circle. In the middle was a round-bottomed iron pot fixed with three earthen bricks. They took turns to use bowls to scoop up the porridge and drink it all up.

"If you walk another ten miles ahead, you will see Que County. Our place is not a big city." Ah Da still had that heartless expression on his face.

Qiao Da frowned, "Can we feed so many people?" He ate the first meal as he wished, but after listening to Ah Da's introduction, he knew.

This was a barren land, as they could guess from the journey. The crops produced were not much, and how could they, with nearly 10,000 refugees, harvest them all?

Ah Da smiled and said, "Don't worry, our county lord has arranged a place for you." Seeing the expectant eyes on everyone's faces, he said happily, "The Black Stone Mine!"

When they heard that it was a mine, everyone's faces turned a little grim, and it inevitably reminded people of some bad memories.

Qiao Da gave a bitter smile, but what else could they do? At least the ruler of a county asked them to go to the mine, so they wouldn't be treated as slaves!

Everyone looked at each other and saw despair in their eyes. The young man said cautiously, "This mine..." He was just about to ask something.

When the refugees following behind them heard that this was Black Stone Sparrow County, they all gathered around with excitement on their faces.