As the sky gradually brightened, the team from Lujia Village moved slowly forward. Lu Zifeng rode Shadow alone and moved back and forth in front of the team. The three mule carts of the Lu family were driven by his uncle Lu Mingshan, his father Lu Mingyuan, and his brother-in-law Qi Tian. In uncle Lu Mingshan's cart sat Lu Lancheng and Xu, in Lu Mingyuan's cart sat Yunniang and younger sister Lu Zixuan, and in Qi Tian's cart sat his aunt Lu Minglan, cousin Qi Hao, and cousin Qi Yan.

Because they had set out early in the morning, some people were already feeling tired by the end of the morning hour and were clamoring to rest. Clan leader Lu Lanchen thought for a moment and said, "Everyone, rest for half an hour first, and then we'll continue on our journey."

Lu Lanchen knew what was going on. He had been worried ever since he learned that the Tatars outside Qi Yan Pass were preparing to invade the Dayu Dynasty. Now he and his companions were in Bingzhou Prefecture. If Qi Yan Pass was lost, these tribesmen would probably be doomed to die. So now they had to move forward as much as possible. The further south they went, the safer they would be.

However, the villagers still don't know. If they knew, it would definitely cause panic, so Lu Lanchen is now very conflicted about whether to tell them. If he doesn't tell them, they won't be in a hurry to travel. If he tells them, they will probably be even more panicked.

Half an hour later, at the roar of clan leader Lu Lanchen, the villagers set out on the road again. Lu Zifeng followed closely behind them. After walking for three days, the Lu family finally walked out of Xichang County and entered Taichang County. Along the way, it seemed that the drought situation in Taichang County was much better than that in Xichang County.

At noon, Lu Zifeng looked at the sun in the sky and said to Lu Lanchen, "Grandpa, I don't think this is a good place to rest. I think we should go a little further."

After hearing what Lu Zifeng said, Lu Lanchen looked around and finally said to Lu Zifeng helplessly.

"Brother Feng, I'm afraid it won't work. Look at how exhausted these people are. Those who have cars are still okay, but those who don't have cars are all walking on their own two legs, or pushing carts."

Lu Zifeng also knew that what his grandfather said was right, but they were in a canyon here, with towering cliffs on both sides. If there were really pursuers behind them, they could only run forward, but there were so many villagers, and they were in a panic, so they were afraid of causing a stampede.

The reason why Lu Zifeng said this was because his mental power had discovered that there were more than a dozen people following the Lu family in the rear. Lu Zifeng originally wanted to kill these people directly, but then he thought about it and decided to let them attack the Lu family's team. Otherwise, these people would never realize the coming of danger and would really think that this was an outing. If they were tired and wanted to rest, could they just rest?

However, the terrain at this time is not suitable for those people in the rear to come out, so Lu Zifeng wanted to persuade the patriarch to move forward, but now it seems that it is impossible, so he can only take care of it himself.

This time, Lu Zifeng didn't stay behind, but rode his horse to the front to meet his parents. Lu Mingyuan had been injured some time ago, and although he was almost recovered now, he still couldn't walk. The slightest movement would cause his legs to collapse again. Therefore, every time Lu Mingyuan drove the cart, Lu Ziyan would accompany him by his side to take care of him and learn how to drive the mule cart.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Lu Zifeng ran back to the front of the team, several screams came from the rear. Lu Zifeng stood up and rode Shadow directly to the rear of the team. Before he arrived, he saw a one-eyed man holding a big knife in his hand and slashing at a member of the Lu family. Lu Zifeng picked up the bow and arrow hanging on the horse and shot three arrows in succession. With three screams, the Sanming robber was directly pierced through the head by the arrow, entering from the eye and coming out from the back of the head.

The remaining dozen or so robbers were stunned when they heard the scream of one of their own. It was during this moment of shock that they saw Lu Zifeng shoot and kill several robbers in succession. When Lu Zifeng ran to the front, eight robbers had been shot and killed. This effectively controlled the chaotic scene. Fortunately, Lu Zifeng appeared in time, which prevented the people in the team from running wildly forward.

When he arrived in front of them, Lu Zifeng threw away his bow and charged into the crowd with a knife. Lu Zifeng's body had improved a lot compared to when he first came here, and his teleportation speed was even faster. In just over ten breaths, he had killed all the remaining robbers.

Lu Lanchen looked at the beleaguered tribesmen, all of whom were still in shock. The injured were still wailing, while the uninjured were just staring blankly. A closer look revealed that they were completely lifeless, clearly frightened! Indeed, these people would kill chickens and ducks at most, but when had they ever seen anyone killed?

Lu Zifeng felt helpless when he saw these people's performance. He also knew that such things require a process. No one is born with the ability to kill. It is normal to be scared when seeing such a bloody scene.

"Grandpa, hurry up and have them clean up. Those who need to heal should heal their wounds, and those who are not injured should clean up the place and leave immediately. The smell of blood is too strong and it will easily attract wolves. I'm afraid they will encounter such things more often in the future. They should get used to it slowly."

Lu Lanchen was also standing there in a daze. Not to mention the villagers, even he felt his legs go weak when he saw such a bloody scene.

"Oh, oh okay, I'll arrange it."

Lu Lanchen forced himself to cheer up and walked back to the crowd with trembling legs.

"Everyone who is not injured, please help bandage the injured. The rest of you, quickly drag these bodies into the woods and bury them. Oh, and search these people to see if they have any money. If they do, collect it."

Lu Zifeng did not participate, but stood on a big rock nearby, looking around vigilantly.

They are now in the middle of Woniu Mountain. If they want to completely cross Woniu Mountain, it will probably take another three to five days. They haven't met anyone along the way, which makes Lu Zifeng quite puzzled.

It is said that there has been drought in the Bingzhou area for three years, and there must be many refugees around the entire Bingzhou area. But why are there no refugees after walking for a few days?

"Grandpa, do you know why there haven't been any refugees fleeing the drought for three years?"

Lu Lanchen had recovered by now and listened to Lu Zifeng's words.

"Brother Feng, you don't know! Our Bingzhou prefect is an honest official. The emperor exempted our Bingzhou prefecture from taxes, and the prefect is also easy to manage. In the past three years, every one or two months, he would take out the grain from the treasury and distribute it to the people affected by the disaster. Besides, who would want to flee the famine if they can avoid it? We are fleeing south because we have no other choice."

Lu Zifeng knew this. Before fleeing the famine, he secretly went to the Xichang County Government Office and the Bingzhou Prefecture Government Office and found that the government treasuries were empty, which showed that the grain had indeed been used up in the past few years.