After being beaten to pieces by a group of well-armed bastards, the tribe fled to this land.

None of this matters. What matters is that the other party actually speaks Chinese...

According to the informant's description, these people's appearance and features are very similar to those of Asians, but they are generally much taller.

Chai Su put on his fur coat and went out.

It suddenly started snowing outside. Without Chai Su's order, the soldiers did not dare to let those people rush into Huacang easily.

When Chai Su arrived, it was already late at night.

Although the snow has stopped, the weather is still cold.

Chai Su: "Which country are you from?"

“We have no country… We come from one people.”

"The Zhenmu clan..."

A man answered tremblingly.

The clothes they wore were very thin, and their faces were flushed red. Under the light, one could see heads moving around, probably several hundred of them.

And according to their account, they were just a vanguard.

The main force was still marching behind, with probably more than 10,000 people.

"Write a word on the ground for me to see."

Chai Su squatted down and spoke softly.

The man did as he was told.

"pity?"

It's just traditional Chinese characters. Chai Su sometimes wonders if this world is another parallel world. Otherwise, why would there be such a coincidence?

"Sir... please save us!"

At this point, they also realized that Chai Su was not an enemy, but their lifeline...

All they have to do is hold on tightly...

Chai Su nodded.

The dormitory room has not been demolished yet, so it can be used at this time.

And Huacang is currently short of population.

"Put them in a safe place..."