"Reporting to the Marquis, of Tian Honghua's 300 servants, only Tian Hai and Tian Wufu escaped. The rest captured 217 people and killed 82 people..."

"Seize the horses and weapons, and take the servants into custody first."

"yes."

Wang Xiao arranged other matters such as treatment and rewards, and the sky gradually darkened.

Everyone was so busy that they were already hungry. From time to time, the shepherd glanced at the food and wine left in Ma Yongwang's house with a look of eagerness... But the Marquis was obsessed with official duties, and no one dared to remind him.

Wang Xiao was checking Lu Longwei's grain book. After flipping through a few pages, he became furious. He kicked Lu Bang to the ground and shouted: "Is this what you call 'a painful conscience'?!"

Seeing Wang Xiao being so fierce, the shepherd couldn't help but trembled. He said to himself: Ever since the Marquis got the title, his temper has become worse and worse.

The sheepherder felt timid and put back the chicken legs he had stolen.

Over there, Wang Xiao kicked Lu Bang over and planned to teach Lu Bang a lesson. But Qin Xiaozhu had already gone over and pulled him and asked: "Shall we eat something first? Only after we eat can we have the strength to hit people."

She relied on this place to be the closest to Wang Xiao, and showed off with a smile: "I just chopped off the enemy general's arm, which is considered a small achievement, but there is nothing delicious?"

Wang Xiao thought of her thundering sword on the battlefield, and for a moment he didn't dare to show any expression on his face. He squeezed out a gentle smile and asked: "How about eating first?"

"Uh-huh."

Lu Bangzheng was lying on the ground trembling with fear. He peeked and saw that the Marquis had a very kind expression when talking to the little girl. He couldn't help but secretly feel glad that he had escaped another disaster.

However, Wang Xiao kicked him again and ordered: "Lead the way to the Qinglong River, and then go and gather all the military households who have been reduced to tenant farmers and coolies..."

The Qinglong River originates from Tian'er Mountain, gathers hundreds of rivers along the way, and flows into the Luan River in Lulong County, finally flowing into the Bohai Sea.

The weather is extremely cold during this season and the river is frozen.

Everything in the world can be sold for money. If these ice cubes can be stored in the ground until summer and sold to rich people, they can pay higher prices than grain. If you are lucky and there are several droughts in the coming year like in previous years, it will be even better.

It's valuable.

The sky is getting dark, snowflakes are scattered, and there are still many people working by the river.

They were the Lulongwei military households who worked as coolies. The word "coolie" is simple to say, but the hardships involved are difficult to describe in one word.

After a day of work, they cracked the ice on the river into large pieces. The ice surface was extremely slippery, but the river water under the ice was still surging undercurrents. People could fall into the cold and biting river water if they were not careful.

Here, once the cold wave enters the body, no matter how good your water quality is, you will never survive.

The cracked ice is so heavy that it often requires people to carry it on their backs. Many people have died on the way carrying a piece of bitingly cold ice into the ice cellar.

The sun had already set at this time, and the coolies moving the ice did not have torches to illuminate them. They had to pay attention to their feet at all times. Once they fell, it would be difficult to get back up.

Some people were shouting slogans, trying to make their livid bodies move again, hoping to survive the night.

From time to time, someone fell to the ground, and occasionally there were cries like "Daddy, dog!"

More people are still silently carrying their burdens forward. They are used to seeing too much death, and death can no longer arouse many emotions.

Suddenly, the light of a torch came from ahead like a long dragon.

The officers and soldiers rode past one by one, shouting: "Tian Honghua, Ma Yongwang is dead. Put down what you are doing and see the Marquis of Huaiyuan..."

"The Marquis of Huaiyuan has arrived in person to reorganize Lulongwei..."

Amidst the shouts, the military households who were reduced to coolies were stunned for a long time.

They still didn't dare to put down the huge ice block on their backs. After standing there in a daze for a while, the coldness on their backs invaded, and the blood all over their bodies was almost frozen and flowed more slowly.

"Ma Qianhu is dead? Is it true?" someone asked in a low voice in disbelief.

The next moment, Qin Xuance galloped towards him, thrust out a spear in his hand, and suddenly pierced the giant ice at the front of the ice team.

"rise!"

With a loud shout, the huge ice cube suddenly shattered and fell to the ground.

Several military households under the ice felt a slight shock. They looked at the broken ice on the ground in bewilderment. Suddenly they squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, murmuring: "Really?"

The next moment, the fire was brighter, and two long poles were slowly coming forward, held by officers and soldiers.

The military households looked up and saw two heads above them!

"It's General Machito Wada...Oh my God!"

"Ma Yongwang is really dead?!"

Huge chunks of ice fell to the ground and shattered.

Surprises and loud cries suddenly exploded. More than a thousand people were either howling or laughing to the sky. The sound shook the whole country. They beat their chests and feet, telling the world about their sufferings and hardships over the years, and also cried to their dead relatives, "Why are you waiting?"

Before this day..."

Wang Xiao rode on his horse. He pursed his lips and walked forward slowly in silence. He looked at the faces that were either sad or happy, looked at the ice shards covering the ground, and looked at them.

A corpse lying on the side of the road was in sight.

When he reached the bank of the Qinglong River, he stopped his horse and ordered slowly and forcefully: "Let's light a bonfire and let's... eat."

"Light a bonfire and make rice!"

The officers and soldiers passed his orders down one level at a time. The military households raised their heads blankly and looked at the young man sitting high on the horse by the river, with natural admiration and deep shock in their eyes.

"Is that the Marquis?"

"Master Hou is here to save us..."

Bonfires lit up.

Lu Longwei's remaining grain was also brought over one cart after another.

Zhang Yongnian took some people to hunt some wild animals and roasted them on the fire.

People nearby who were composting, cultivating fields... military households who were doing all kinds of hard work or who could no longer do the work, and their families were all brought over. They gathered around the blazing bonfire and smelled the fragrance floating in the air.

The aroma of rice porridge and meat made me stretch my neck and keep swallowing.

They also looked at the young marquis from time to time, waiting for him to say something.

But Wang Xiao remained silent. What filled his heart was an even greater despair. This was the case for just one Lulong guard. One glance revealed the whole leopard. How far had the Jiliao defense line and even the nine sides of the world deteriorated?

?

How many of these border civil and military people had already planned their own retreat, and only waited for the Qing army to enter the Pass and move south, then changed their banners and continued to be their superiors, but before that, they could abuse the people even more unscrupulously...

Wang Xiao thought about this and felt a surge of anger pressing in his heart from the inside out.

Slowly, all he could think of was one sentence: he could be killed by all the civil and military officials in the court!

He is not wearing a python suit today, but the sense of power that surpasses ten thousand people after becoming a prince, and the burden of revitalizing the world, both weigh on him, and the violent energy of the superiors accumulates in his heart bit by bit.

stand up.

So, the thought only lasted a month...and the inner demons reappeared.

Life is often like this, and there is no eternal state of mind.

But at this moment, Wang Xiao no longer cared about his inner demons. He looked at the end of the river and decided to face his anger.
Chapter completed!