As a result, the duck army has more than 10,000 ducks.

One can imagine such a huge flock of ducks, all walking in unison, rolling forward like an iron stream, and every step they take reveals a shocking power.

The people at the city gate, whose hands and feet were tired from catching locusts, were influenced by the momentum of the duck army. Everyone's face gradually became resolute, and they believed that they could definitely eliminate the locusts.

Maybe the people in the seven villages didn't realize that their coming to help only touched Yang Zhijin and others for a moment, but their mentality didn't change at all.

When the duck army arrived, Qian, who had never believed that the locusts could be wiped out, was now full of confidence.

So, this scene appeared among the crowd at the city gate.

"Dude, why are you crying? Isn't there someone here to help?"

"No, I'm not crying. You're mistaken. Sand got into my eyes."

"Yes, you didn't cry. My eyes were red, but I couldn't help wanting to cry. What should I do?"

“Woo…”

Some people were even more direct and burst into tears without caring about the thousands of people present.

"Okay, why are you crying? Stand up and kill these damned locusts."

"Yes, don't cry, kill them quickly."

Then many people responded.

"Kill the locusts!"

At the same time, villagers at the city gate and in the seven villages all started moving, picked up their tools, and began to repeat the previous actions.

Catch locusts, dig a pit, and bury them.

Yang Zhijin's heart was pounding with excitement. He didn't expect that he would not be respected by the people after only being in Wuning County for two or three months.

They would also blame him for the locust plague, saying that he failed to make arrangements in advance, which caused them to suffer huge losses.

He was ready to accept the people's abuse after the locusts passed.

As a result, the people in the city were willing to support him in exterminating the locusts, and the villagers of Qingshan Town also came to support him, which moved him beyond words.

"hiss--"

"Young Master—"

While Yang Zhijin was daydreaming, a locust boldly flew onto his face.

Seeing that it was not knocked down, the locust boldly bit Yang Zhijin's face.

This made Yang Zhijin cry out in pain. Yang Run, who was standing next to him, was catching locusts and saw his young master being bitten.

Regardless of the locusts caught in the net, he raised his foot and stepped on the daring locust. Not satisfied with this, he twisted it a few more times until the locust's body was unrecognizable.

"Master, you are not happy!"

"Well, go catch the locusts."

"Yes, Master."

The other county magistrates were also "shocked" by the scene in Wuning County. Not to mention the aid team of several thousand people, even the more than ten thousand ducks gave them a huge shock.

After Yang Zhijin recovered from the pain of being bitten by the locust, he got into the state in a second.

He looked at the locusts in the sky with cold eyes, hatred burning in his heart, and gave orders loudly.

"Fellow villagers, stop the locusts."

"Yes, sir."

The deafening response was so loud and powerful that it once again inspired people.

"Duck army, eat as much as you want for free."

“Ga~ga~ga~”

I don’t know if they understood what Yang Zhijin said, but as soon as he finished speaking, more than ten thousand ducks quacked in unison.