Shipin Dalizheng

Sima Zhi shook his head and said, "I'm just a rough guy. I don't know anything. You don't have to explain anything to me. Anyway, if you think this person is useful, then keep him."

Cao Daban had tears in his eyes as he walked silently behind Rong Tang. It was no wonder that he was timid. With his status, if he didn't walk beside Rong Tang, he would be afraid that someone would kill him at any time to show off his achievements to the new regime.

Li Dequan pushed him aside and said, "Get out of my way. This is our place."

Cao Daban stammered and smiled, "Yes, yes."

Falling behind him.

Rong Tang was speechless, "Eunuch Li, don't bully him."

Li Dequan said sourly: "Who is he? I am your military supervisor and the boss."

"Big Boss, he helped me just like you did. When I first came to the Imperial City, he took good care of me."

Li Dequan thought carefully about what he had done to help Rong Tang, how many times he had received money from him, and how many times he had passed on messages. Could this be called helping?

Then he began to feel guilty, and quickly pulled Cao Daban back to walk with him. "Alright, Young Master thinks highly of you, and in a way, he also thinks highly of us rootless people. I shouldn't have said anything. But I'm warning you, your identity is too sensitive. Don't dare to cause trouble for Young Master. If Young Master thinks he can't protect you, you'll be killed. I promise to collect and bury your body."

Cao Daban's eyes welled up with tears. "Thank you, Eunuch Li."

"Okay, since you're two years younger than me, you can call me Brother Li. Back in Beijing, we still have Boss He. If we curry favor with him, we might even be able to live a few more years. If we run away without any roots, we'll have no way to survive..."

The earnest teachings are spoken with tears in every word.

In the following time, Rong Tang announced the disbandment of the new army and everyone returned to their hometown to make a living.

As soon as he gave this order, tens of thousands of people in the large army felt as if they had lost their parents and thought that they would not live long.

At first, they were either forced or lured into joining the army, and they all thought that death was a matter of minutes. Who knew that although Annanbo had a bad reputation, he did things in an orderly manner. He did not force the refugees to fight for their lives. Instead, he seemed to be raising them, and gave them a mouthful of thin porridge to keep them alive during the years when people were starving to death.

Now they are used to this rhythm and dare not think about returning to their home where they have nothing and facing the impending winter, where the whole family will freeze to death and starve to death.

The desperate cries echoed around Fengming Mountain, making Rong Tang's head ache. He called his subordinates and asked, "Didn't you tell them that the silver and food would be distributed?"

The men looked at each other in bewilderment. They had said it, but the ordinary soldiers and refugees felt that they couldn't get much, so they were still afraid.

Rong Tang had no choice but to write a notice himself and have someone read it out. Of the 50,000 soldiers enrolled in the army, except for the 3,000 vanguard troops he wanted to bring back, the rest had to be disbanded.

In terms of resettlement silver, each person, regardless of gender or age, was given two taels, and food would be distributed equally. If it was not enough, he would find another way.

After the announcement was made, the refugees calmed down, but Rong Zhan and his confidants became even more worried.

Rong Zhan said, "Master, silver is fine, but there's really no place to get food. Right now, all the edibles put together only have 700,000 to 800,000 kilograms. It sounds like a lot, but on average, each person gets less than two or three kilograms. Besides, we'll have a lot of food on the way back to the Northern Dynasty's capital... Okay, let's not leave a single grain of rice and divide it all up. With so little, the refugees can only last ten days or half a month, or at most a month. Winter will arrive next month, and they won't have any harvest. Even if they have silver, they can't buy food, and they'll starve to death in the end."

This is what the refugees will face next. If they cannot get enough food to last them through the winter and until next spring, saving them from war will only delay their death.

Unfortunately, this disaster happened in the autumn, and crops can no longer grow. Even if there are crops that can survive the winter, they are...

He held his head and thought, what could grow in such a climate and how to harvest some to fill his stomach.

Spinach, coriander, and rapeseed, as long as they can sprout and grow a little taller, can always fill your stomach.

Now the problem is seeds. I sent people out on a mission to collect seeds, and then I squatted down and thought of other ways.

When the four guards saw their master squatting with his head in his hands, they also squatted with their heads in their hands. When Feng Qingqing came over, they were all stunned. "You all made a mistake?"

Rong Tang sighed, "We're short of food. This isn't enough to last through the winter."

"Didn't you write a memorial asking for food?"

"The key to this matter is that the Northern Dynasty doesn't have enough food either. Harvests around Shangjing have also decreased this autumn, so it's hard to say how much food can be shipped over. Besides, there are too many uncertainties in relying on others. I can't put all my hopes on others."

Feng Qingqing said slowly, "If that's the case, I also have a solution..."

Rong Tang jumped up, "What is it?"

Feng Qingqing didn't want to answer, "Rong Tang, you've done enough. Do you really have to take the lives of so many people on your own shoulders?"

Rong Tang said after a while: "I am willing to bear the consequences."

Feng sighed softly, "It's hard to say. Perhaps you are karma itself. Anyway, do whatever you want to do. Where's your zither?"

Xuanlong is now kept by Rong Wanli. When he took it out, Rong Shen's eyes lit up and he remembered it.

Rong Tang obviously also remembered that scene, and murmured: "So it really is the power of the Xuanlong."

Feng said softly, "The Black Dragon and the Prison Phoenix were created by the Gongsun Xuan Sect with countless efforts. I've said they are not comparable to ordinary forces."

When the sun rose, they were already sitting in a valley on Fengming Mountain, far away from the refugee camp.

Three thousand vanguard troops surrounded them and were ready for battle.

Feng Qingqing's face was solemn. "Are you ready? We will really have to bear great consequences."

Rong Tang said, "I'm ready."

But immediately, he said, "Wait a minute."

He stood up and hung the Buddhist beads around Feng Qingqing's neck. "It's enough for me to bear the consequences alone."

Feng Qingqing's eyes were filled with tears. "Let's get started!"

Mysterious power emanated from his fingertips, playing a soul-calling song, and the quiet mountains seemed to be filled with a mournful cry.

In the distance, the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing in unison were heard. Some people even saw the shadows of dragons and phoenixes appearing in the halo of the sun, circling and dancing.

"Look what that is?"

Some saw it, some didn't, some heard it, some didn't. Just when the soldiers were at a loss, the rustling sound in the grass was getting closer and closer.

"Oh my god, look, there's a snake."

The soldiers' exclamations did not cause much commotion. With three thousand men, were they afraid of mere snakes and insects?

"Kill them! Kill them quickly! Oh my god, there are so many snakes."

There are so many birds in the sky too."

"A rabbit came out of me."

"Oh my god, it's so scary, cut it down quickly."

I don’t know where these animals usually hide. They are obviously hunting them non-stop, so they think they should be extinct here.

Three thousand people were hacking and killing crazily. No matter what kind of creature touched the blade, it would die. After an unknown amount of time, no living creature came out. Rong Tang and Feng Qingqing stopped.

Rong Tang spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the Xuanlong Qin red.

"master."

The four guards ran to his side and looked at his condition with concern.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

After all, he was unfamiliar with Xuanlong and had neglected training, so his mental strength was overdrawn."

Feng Qing came over to help him, but he refused, "I just need to rest for a while."

After a final estimate, the dead bodies of various insects, snakes, birds and beasts combined weighed tens of thousands of pounds, which was enough to wipe out all the living creatures in this place.

Rong Tang's hands were shaking. On the one hand, he was really tired, and on the other hand, he was really afraid. No wonder Feng Qingqing said that he would bear a great consequence.

He knew that animals, like humans, have the right to life, and that killing animals is, in a sense, destroying nature, and that the consequences will come sooner or later.

A Buddhist chant rang in my ears,

"Amitabha, good, good!"