They hadn't gone far when a surge of people appeared behind them. As people desperately ran towards them, the ground shook beneath their feet, and the increasingly strong stench of blood spread.
Those who were knocked to the ground were swallowed up by the crowd before they could even cry out twice. The elderly, women, and children were all crying and screaming.
"The rebels are here! The rebels are here!"
Although Song Ning and his group outnumbered each other, they couldn't withstand the onslaught of a large group and were quickly scattered.
Behind them came the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves. Those men were clad in armor, and with a single stroke of their swords, everyone fell silent.
Song Ning quickly crouched down behind Song Dahai and Liu Yuelan, and then pulled over Song Xiu'e and her family as well.
In situations like this, don't try to be a hero.
They were surrounded by the sounds of horses' hooves and neighing.
The rider observed for a long time before finally speaking: "Take them all back, and confiscate all these livestock!"
"yes."
Once the leader left, they didn't dare to look up and could only obediently follow those people into the city.
Who would have thought that everyone was dejected this morning because they couldn't get into the city, but now everyone is treated equally.
Tang Xinghuai and Jiang Shuyue were also forced off the car and followed Song Ning and the others into the city.
Song Ning is now thankful that she had put a lot of things in her space in the car to accommodate people, and there's nothing useful left in their car now.
The city has changed completely; it's a chaotic mess, filled with smoke and fumes. There's not a soul on the streets; people have been killed or arrested.
They followed them all the way to an open space.
Upon arriving, they saw a man in official robes being trampled underfoot by the rebels, with no chance to resist.
There was a platform in front of the open space with a chair on it. A middle-aged man was sitting there, gnawing on a pork knuckle.
Even if the pork knuckle smells delicious, people don't dare to salivate now.
The man's mouth was glistening with oil from eating, and he even burped after finishing. Then, while picking his teeth, he asked, "Is everyone here?"
The attendant beside him replied, "Your Excellency, everyone has arrived."
The burly man stood up and said, “Listen carefully. I’ll only say this once: once you’re in this city, you’re part of this city. Live well in the city from now on, and our superiors won’t abandon you.”
"We'll figure out the food problem, and these houses in the city are ours now too. We can live in whichever one we like; we can choose whatever we want."
It sounded like they were speaking human language, but Song Ning knew it was just nice-sounding.
When she came over just now, she clearly saw the rebels drag a girl into an alley and commit indecent acts.
If these people were truly a benevolent army, they wouldn't have started burning, killing, and looting as soon as they entered the city, turning Yanzhou into what it is now.
Song Ning sighed. What a tragedy. How did she end up in this state?
Why is it so difficult to find a place to settle down?
Although she was given a golden finger by God as soon as she arrived, it hasn't been long, but along the way, she has endured the suffering of three lifetimes, let alone two.
Is this because they're afraid she'll develop too quickly and take off?
As soon as the leader of the rebels left, many tables and chairs were set up in front, presumably for distributing porridge.
As soon as they saw food, those who were starving rushed forward, which caused the ranks to break up, and in the chaos, the soldiers would start killing people.
Once you start slashing someone, they become docile.
Finally, it was their turn. Looking at the clear porridge in the bowl, which was so thin you could see the bottom, Song Ning still took a symbolic sip.
Ah, this familiar feeling.
What's the difference between this and the wild vegetables that she used to eat when she first arrived?
Although there's no rice in the porridge, there is bran.
Even Song Dahai and Liu Yuelan frowned after taking a sip. Liu Yuelan whispered, "Sigh, this person's palate has become so picky. Now they can't even drink water soaked in chaff."
Song Dahai sighed, "Drink it quickly, it's better than nothing."
Song Ning: ...Listen to this, even Liu Yuelan said it was water soaked in chaff, and those people still have the nerve to say that distributing porridge is a scam?
With so many people, they needed a place to stay for the night. After each person drank a bowl of water infused with bran, they were taken to a residential area.
Many people died in the city, including those refugees who had entered the city earlier.
The man told them to choose a house, and he actually let them.
Along the way, no one dared to be the first to choose a house, but this was not a solution. Song Ning saw a two-story building ahead, and the yard looked quite large, so it should be able to accommodate quite a few people.
"Sir, our family chooses this one."
The soldier didn't say anything and just let them in.
The village chief understood Song Ning's signal and immediately chose a courtyard next door.
But the soldier said, "Those who know each other can't live together."
"They're quite cautious," Song Ning immediately laughed and said, "Sir, we don't know them. They live next door, and we're worried about their safety."
"Yes, sir, we're not with them."
The soldiers looked between the two houses again and again, but in the end they did not object.
The village chief quickly expressed his gratitude profusely: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
Once inside the courtyard and the gate was closed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The damage to the yard wasn't too severe, but there was a lot of blood on the ground, so someone must have died there.
Before the group could even sit down, they heard noises coming from next door.
"Er Ya".
Song Ning stood at the base of the wall and whispered in response, "Village Chief, I'm here."
Then they heard some fussing over there. The village chief, perched on the wall, was swaying back and forth, his feet seemingly on something. He asked, "Er Ya, what do we do now?"
"Let's stay here for today and talk about it tomorrow."
Everyone was quite frightened today, so let's take a break. As the saying goes, we're already here.
The village chief looked worried and kept asking Song Ning what to do next. On the other side of the wall, Zhou Ling'an bent over, his face flushed, gritting his teeth as he was about to give up.
"Dad, are you done talking?"
Village Chief Zhou jumped off his son and gave him a disdainful look.
The eldest son couldn't bear it and said, "Father, let me do it next time. My third brother is a scholar, after all, and he's not as strong as me."
"Get out of here. From now on, let him do things like this!"
She acts like a woman all the time, and even her father can't stand it anymore.
After they calmed down, they started to think about one thing: they had nothing left except these few people.
The rebels said they would take care of them, but they didn't say how.
At this moment, Song Ning disregarded everything else, got up and went into the house, and came out carrying grain in his hand.
A family can't starve to death, and she can't be eating while others go hungry.
"Er Ya, where did these things come from?" Song Dahai asked, stunned.
Liu Yuelan and Song Xiu'e were also curious, while Tang Xinghuai and Jiang Shuyue looked on incredulously.
Song Ning pointed inside, speaking without batting an eye: "I found it in the house. It was hidden quite well, so maybe... those people didn't notice it when they were looting."
Just now, after Song Ning went in, he saw a cellar, but the cellar had already been discovered and everything inside was gone.
Song Ning simply put the grain into the cellar; as long as no one saw it, it was none of her business.
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