The young couple from the farm fights back

Next to the fire, Zhao killed a chicken and Jiang Li was in charge of roasting it over the fire. Following Jiang Li's instructions, Zhao picked out two more fat, wilted chickens from the cage. The fragrant roasted chicken attracted the attention of the villagers who were making porridge over the fire nearby.

Even though some villagers brought poultry with them when they fled, they were reluctant to kill and eat them because they still had to rely on them for eggs in the future.

When Aunt Hu came back with Erbao in her arms, Uncle Zhou Er and his son also brought back two large bundles of fodder. When they saw three chickens roasting on the fire, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"Hey, let's have chicken tonight." Dashuan joked.

Aunt Hu knew it was Jiang Li who ordered them to kill a few more, but she didn't say anything. She glanced at the brat with annoyance and said, "Hurry up and get some water for your father. We'll eat our fill later and go to bed early. I just heard that everyone agreed to leave at 3:00 AM."

Dashuan also took a big gulp of water and asked in surprise, "So early?"

The uncle said, "It's not too early. If the soldiers really want to attack us ordinary people, we have to pay more attention."

Uncle Zhou Er nodded: "My uncle is right. I should go to bed early tonight."

Uncle Zhou Er ordered Da Shuan to take a few straw mats from the carriage and spread them on the grass nearby. At night, the adults and children would sleep on the straw mats, while Jiang Li and her little girl would sleep on the carriage floor.

For this, Jiang Li was deeply moved and did not refuse. After all, her body was her own, and the most important thing was to take good care of it.

Soon, the three roasted chickens were ready. Jiang Li gave each child a large, meaty drumstick. The adults also shared and finished the chickens. Dashuan and Uncle Zhou Er each had a large pancake. The surrounding villagers kept looking over, their mouths watering with envy. Some were so shameless as to ask for a bite, but even a piece of chicken skin was still a fat reward.

But when he saw the wild wolf crawling on the ground gnawing on a chicken bone, he was so scared that he immediately turned around and went back.

My goodness, which villager is this who actually raises such a cold-blooded wild animal? There are so many children in the family, and he is not afraid that the wild animal will get angry and hurt the children.

The carriages of their two families arrived in front of the team. Most of the villagers in the front were villagers from Shilitun who had learned the news earlier and fled a few miles away. They didn't know much about the situation of their two families.

Dashuan's mouth was full of oil as he ate. The chickens raised at home were fat and fresh, and they tasted better when roasted than stewed.

"Dad, are we still going with the others tomorrow? I'm thinking, with so many people, won't we be too conspicuous? Like my uncle said, if the soldiers are coming just for us ordinary people, wouldn't that attract more attention?"

Uncle Zhou frowned slightly, feeling unsure about what to do. The two elders exchanged glances and subconsciously looked towards Jiang Li. Perhaps because they were used to following Jiang Li's instructions, they would always ask for Jiang Li's opinion whenever they were undecided.

Jiang Li finished her meal and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. Seeing that both uncles were looking at her, she said, "If you don't want to follow the main group, we can go somewhere else."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at her curiously. Aunt Hu asked, "Where?"

Jiang Li remembered what Zhou Chunfeng said to her before he left, when he was talking about ancient wars.

Zhou Chunfeng: The flames of war spread to all the people, and there was devastation everywhere. However, there were a few places that might have been able to avoid the war.

Jiang Li asked curiously: Which places?

Zhou Chunfeng smiled: Island.

Jiang Li: ...

Zhou Chunfeng continued, "My lady, if you have time, please look at the map I drew for you. There's a place called Changsheng Island, not far from Yizhou City. If I remember correctly, that island will be a beautiful paradise in the future. Living on the island, you can still make a living by farming, and occasionally fishing for health. It would be a great place to go if war breaks out in the future."

Recalling that the island Zhou Chunfeng mentioned was not very large, it could accommodate the villagers of the entire Shilitun, but now the fleeing team had villagers from at least five villages, and the team was so long that there was no end in sight.

Therefore, she had to be careful. "Tomorrow, Dashuan, you drive ahead. I will show you the way, and Second Uncle's car will follow."

After hearing Jiang Li say this, they guessed that they couldn't ask any more questions for the time being, and it would always be right to trust Jiang Li.

Dashuan nodded happily: "Okay, sister-in-law, I will listen to you."

There were indeed quite a few people in the large group that fled together. Some could spot their maternal relatives just a few ox carts away. Some brothers who had separated from their families were separated by dozens of ox carts, a distance of nearly two miles.

The night was chilly, and Jiang Li took a few quilts to cover the adults and children on the straw mats. She and her daughter curled up on the floorboards and slept sideways. Even though they were extremely tired, the adults didn't dare to sleep too deeply. After all, all their belongings were on the car. Even if they looked around, they were all homeless people, but they still had to distinguish between good and bad.

However, there was a wild wolf in both of their families. It would crawl on top of an object as if it was resting with its eyes closed, but if there was any movement around it, it would immediately open its eyes.

His dark green pupils were gleaming with energy. He first glanced at the master and children on the carriage, then at the boys sleeping soundly on the straw mats. Anyone who dared to be so blind as to bump into these two families would be foolish.

At the end of the Yin hour, the fleeing villagers set off one after another. Jiang Li slowly let their two ox carts lag slightly behind more than a dozen households, so that when they separated later, the two families would not easily arouse suspicion from others.

As the sky gradually brightened, more and more refugees joined us as we walked along the road. Some people were also heading in different directions at different forks in the road.

Jiang Li looked at the endless stream of refugees and thought, Yanzhou Prefecture must have been captured by the enemy. If the Daqing army was losing ground, what was Zhou Chunfeng's current situation?

Uncle Zhou Er and Dashuan were so frightened that their scalps went numb when they heard from the fleeing villagers who joined them today that the enemy troops who had entered the city were burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of atrocities.

While the royal nobles fight for the world, why should they suffer for their poor people?

Apart from sighing in their hearts, all we can do is run for our lives.

The oxcarts moved more slowly than horsecarts, and after nearly two days' journey, they were just about to reach the border of Yishui County. The sun was blazing, and the adults were tired and thirsty, let alone the children, who could possibly endure it.

Some cows were too tired to walk, so many villagers rested on the spot so that the cows could drink water and eat grass to fill their stomachs.

Aunt Hu and her cousin took the children to the foot of the mountain to escape the heat under the shade of a tree. Jiang Li carried her daughter to a treetop, where she was hidden from view, and fed her with her back turned. Uncle Zhou Er and his son hurried to cut morning grass. There were so many villagers fleeing that the mountain grass would be gone if they were slow to move.

The dry food brought from home was only enough for one more meal. Zhao found a stream not far ahead, filled bamboo tubes with water and brought them back for everyone to drink. She also fetched buckets of water to quench the thirst of the two cows.

Jiang Li came back with her daughter in her arms and heard Aunt Hu's anxious voice from a distance: "Oh, what happened to Dabao? What happened to An'er and you guys?"

Jiang Li suddenly felt something was wrong and quickened his pace.

Ang'er and Dabao, their heads resting on Aunt Hu's thighs, were pale and semi-conscious, with sweat dripping from their foreheads. My uncle, an elderly man, was also looking unwell, sitting under a nearby tree.

The older ones like Hengge and Quege were all panic-stricken. When they saw Jiang Li coming back, Jingge was so scared that he ran over to her.

"Mother~"

"Be good, Jing'er, let mother see your little brother." Jiang Li said, putting her daughter in Que'er's arms: "Que'er, help your aunt hold your little sister."

It was Que Ge'er's first time holding a child, and he was extremely nervous. He was also worried about dropping his little sister, so he held her tightly with both hands: "Okay, okay, auntie."

Jiang Li stepped forward and held the hands of the two children, each taking their pulses. His heart, which had been tense for a long time, finally calmed down a little.

Seeing Aunt Hu holding Erbao in one hand and wiping the moisture from the corners of her eyes with the other, looking nervous and panicked, Jiang Li couldn't help but comfort her, "It's nothing. Maybe he got caught in the cold dew last night and then got hit by the heat. Children aren't as healthy as us adults, so it's just a common cold. He'll be fine after taking some medicine."

When Aunt Hu heard that Jiang Li had brought out some medicinal herbs, her heart ached, but she still felt sorry for her brothers' suffering. "Good, at least there's medicine. God damn it, why can't you open your eyes and see that we ordinary people are being forced into a desperate situation!"