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After walking quite a distance, Liu Hu finally couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Brother, did you see those knives they dropped just now?"
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you notice that the knife was unusual?"
"How so?"
"The quality of those knives is much better than the ones issued to the border troops. Although they can't compare to the ones Old Hu made, the difference isn't that big. Besides, their oxcart was full of them!"
Lu Tu smiled and nodded: "Not bad, your insight has improved. What else have you discovered?"
Liu Hu then realized that Lü Tu was testing him, and scratched his head sheepishly: "No, it's mainly because they hid too well. If it weren't for that lousy road, they wouldn't have been exposed."
Lu Tu began to list them one by one: "When I arrived at the entrance of their village, a total of 218 villagers appeared, of which 143 were villagers and the rest were lying in ambush."
Liu Hu exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, you're amazing! Weren't you chatting with Mo Shaowu the whole time? How did you discover those people in the shadows?"
"And I discovered something very important: Mo Shaowu's status may not be lower than Zhou Taishan's."
Why?
Lu Tu shook his head: "I can't quite put my finger on it, it's just a feeling of mine. Every time he talks about Zhou Taishan, there's no sense of inferiority in his eyes."
Liu Hu scratched his cheek, looking confused: "I don't really understand, what kind of feeling is it, brother?"
Lu Tu laughed loudly, "You are still young. You will understand when you meet more people. Remember to observe carefully when you interact with others."
"Thank you for your guidance, brother!"
Lu Tu had known for months that Zhou Taishan was colluding with the Wuhuan people to trade salt and iron.
Just like Huai Shuo and Zhao Wuyou, except that his business is not as big as Zhao Wuyou's.
With so many high-quality iron knives appearing in his possession, he might be trading them again soon; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to support so many people.
Lu Tu did not intend to immediately antagonize Zhou Taishan. After all, he had just offended Yun Tian, and targeting Zhou Taishan at this time would only put him in an extremely passive position.
He still needs to leverage Wu Chuan's military achievements to further develop his own power, so it's best not to let things get too tense.
Lu Tu did not return to the village immediately, but went to the city gate to ask Jia Dazhuang: "Dazhuang, have any refugees come here in the past few days?"
Jia Dazhuang cupped his hands and said, "Sir, just the other day my men said that over a thousand refugees arrived outside the East Gate, almost causing a disturbance, but they were eventually driven away by the border troops. Don't worry, sir, they didn't head towards Kuishan Village."
Lu Tu pretended to breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good. I wonder where they were driven to? I hope they don't end up in my Kuishan Village, that would be troublesome."
After asking his soldiers, Jia Dazhuang said, "Sir, I heard that they live near Baoma Village, about 10 li outside the East Gate. The Wuhuan people killed almost everyone there, leaving only abandoned houses. They live there."
Lu Tu nodded: "Then I'm relieved. I'm off, Da Zhuang."
"Please take care, sir!"
After entering the city, Lü Tu led Liu Hu straight to Baoma Village outside the East Gate.
Mr. Lü felt a bit out of place when he heard the word "BMW," and wondered if it was because the village was a major producer of horses.
Liu Hu then understood Lü Tu's thoughts: "Brother, are you going to see those refugees?"
"yes."
"Shouldn't we bring more men? Jia Dazhuang just said that it almost caused a riot."
Lu Tu waved his hand: "It's alright, I was just giving them directions."
"Give them directions? You mean you want them to go to our village? These refugees are so fierce, wouldn't bringing them into the village easily cause trouble?"
Lu Tu laughed and said, "No matter how fierce they are, can they be fiercer than the Wuhuan dogs? If they dare to have any wicked thoughts about me, I'll just kill all the male refugees. As long as there are women, I'm not afraid of not having anyone come."
Before long, we arrived at Baoma Village outside the East Gate. From a distance, we could see a group of ragged men basking in the sun by an abandoned thatched hut, barely clinging to life.
Even when they saw Lü Tu and Liu Hu, most of the refugees did not show any reaction. They had become accustomed to this kind of life. If it were just an ordinary person passing by, they might have gone up to ask for some money and food.
But Lu Tu and his companion were riding tall horses, clearly border soldiers, and such people would not sympathize with them.
As Lu Tu walked through the village of Baoma, he felt that the plight of these refugees was even worse than that of the ones he had taken in before.
The previous group at least had clothes to wear, no matter how tattered or worn, but this group of refugees was almost completely naked. It's hard to imagine how they survived the cold night in Wuchuan.
At this moment, a little boy suddenly rushed out and knelt down in front of Lü Tu's horse. If Xiao Hei hadn't reacted quickly, he would have injured her.
Liu Hu said unhappily, "Get out of my way!"
With red eyes, the little boy kowtowed repeatedly to Lü Tu: "Sir, please save my father."
Lu Tu followed her gaze and saw a man slumped against the wall not far away. He had an arrow in his chest and his face was pale. He weakly stretched out his hand and said, "Hao'er, come back quickly. I'm sorry, sir. Please don't hold it against the child."
"Who shot you?"
The man was about to speak when the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp.
Lu Tu saw that although the man was dressed in rags, he had a full forehead and an extraordinary appearance. Even though he was injured and on the verge of death, he was still out of place among the people around him.
Moreover, this child is only 5 years old, yet he has the courage to stop me and beg me to save his father. This is definitely not a child that an ordinary family can raise.
Lu Tu, feeling a sense of appreciation for talent, dismounted and approached the man. With a flick of his wrist, a gleaming dagger appeared in his hand, immediately startling the surrounding refugees who quickly moved away, fearing they would be implicated.
After examining the other person's wounds, he said, "Your injuries are difficult to treat. Whether you live or die depends entirely on your own will."
The man then understood what Lü Tu meant. Seeing that Lü Tu was willing to help him, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Sir, I can't live anymore. Please take my son home to work. He can eat whatever the livestock eat, okay? He'll definitely be able to help you when he's a little older!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Tu frowned and said, "If I had known you were such a waste, I wouldn't have bothered with you. A piece of trash who would give up his own life doesn't deserve my help."
After saying this, Lü Tu stood up and was about to leave when a hand grabbed his ankle. Looking down, he saw that the man's eyes were no longer gloomy, but instead held a hint of anger: "My lord, please save me! I want revenge!"
"good!"
Lu Tu grabbed a piece of tree root from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Hold on!"
The man nodded emphatically. Lü Tu cut the arrow stuck in his chest and then pulled out the arrowhead. The man immediately lost consciousness.
"Dad!" The little boy shook the man a few times beside him before the man slowly woke up.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, sir. I have no way to repay you. If I survive, I, Xiang Ze, will swear to serve you to the death!"
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