Lu Tu stood up indifferently and said casually, "Let's talk about it after you get through this. Come find me in Kuishan Village, 20 miles south of Wuchuan City."
Upon hearing this, the other villagers immediately grasped the key information and rushed forward, grabbing onto Lü Tu's trouser legs and pleading, "Sir, please have mercy and take us in! We'll serve you like cattle and horses!"
Lu Tu pulled his leg out and looked at the refugees around him, saying, "If you want, then come to my village before sunset tomorrow."
After saying that, Lü Tu turned and left without any hesitation. The surrounding refugees were indignant. They had finally found a kind and generous philanthropist, how could they let him leave so easily?
Immediately, many people knelt in front of Lu Tu's inevitable path: "Sir, please give us some food, we are so hungry that we can't walk anymore."
Liu Hu reprimanded from the side, "Get out of the way! Our captain's word is law. Those who arrive at Kuishan Village before dark tomorrow are eligible to stay. The rest are not to be considered!"
At this moment, several men with sinister eyes walked out of the abandoned houses in Baoma Village. Although their faces were also sallow, they were not as hungry as the others.
They exchanged a glance, then plunged into the crowd of refugees, starting to rally around them: "Sir, you just saved Xiang Ze, why are you unwilling to show some kindness and help us?"
"Yes, sir, your clothes are so luxurious. If all else fails, why don't you just kill your warhorse and feed us?"
Lu Tu had witnessed the entire action of these petty scoundrels, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh? So you're saying that if I don't kill my horse, you won't let me leave today?"
"This humble subject dares not, but I humbly beg Your Excellency to have some compassion for us poor people."
"Please, sir, have mercy and save us suffering people! We'll do anything you ask for as long as we have a bite to eat!"
Liu Hu had already angrily pressed his hand on the hilt of his knife. These refugees dared to morally blackmail Lü Tu, which he could not tolerate.
If they manage to provoke the anger of these refugees, there could be real trouble for the thousands of people here.
He looked to Lü Tu for instructions, and Lü Tu nodded slightly. Liu Hu understood!
The next second, his long sword was drawn, and everyone only felt a flash of cold light before their eyes, and many people's faces were splattered with hot blood.
But the first reaction of these refugees was not fear, but greediness. They wiped the blood off with their fingers and put it in their mouths to savor it.
Lu Tu knew immediately that things were going badly. These refugees had probably already tasted human flesh before, otherwise they wouldn't have acted so instinctively.
The tattered clothes worn by these refugees suggest that they have been in exile for much longer than the previous group of refugees.
Before coming here, Lu Tu had considered that starving refugees might resort to cannibalism, but he never expected that most of the people here had actually eaten human flesh!
But it doesn't matter. No matter how ruthless the people are, Lu Tu has ways to control them. At worst, he can just send all these guys to work in coal mines and brick kilns.
Upon seeing their companion killed, the group hidden among the refugees immediately cried out indignantly, "Sir, why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately? Is it a sin for us to go hungry?"
"Behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste, while on the road, the bones of those frozen to death lie. Since you, sir, despise us commoners so much, why put on this hypocritical act?"
Lu Tu remained unyielding in the face of their accusations, staring straight at them: "Do I need to explain my actions to you? You dared to incite the people to rebel, a crime punishable by death!"
As Lu Tu uttered his last word, Liu Hu spurred his warhorse to their side and swiftly dispatched the other two instigators with two swift strokes.
The remaining two quickly ran back, not daring to continue confronting Lü Tu.
The continuous killings finally brought a normal reaction to the numb expressions of the refugees present.
Their eyes were filled with intense fear as they timidly retreated, afraid of being implicated by those people. Even looking at the corpses lying on the ground, they dared not think too much, only hoping that Lü Tu could leave this place quickly so that they could enjoy the meat they had not had for so long.
It's never right to take advantage of others, but if someone dies from eating someone else's food, no one will say anything, right?
Lu Tu had seen all their reactions and was now filled with a chill. Just how chaotic had the Great Yu become?
The further the refugees arrived in Wuchuan, the more ferocious and unscrupulous they became, demonstrating that they no longer cared about human ethics and morality in their pursuit of survival.
"Sir, be careful!" Just then, a childish voice came from behind.
At the same time, before Lü Tu could turn around, he lay down on the horse's back. An arrow grazed his scalp and struck a woman in front of him in the chest.
Lu Tu hurriedly turned around and saw Xiang Ze's son, the little boy, struggling to hug someone's leg.
The man held a crudely made bow and arrow in his hand, which he had already drawn again, but he couldn't aim because the child was blocking him. He was so angry that he kicked the little boy two meters away.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lü Tu flicked his wrist, and the dagger appeared in his hand. With a flick, the flying knife struck the man's throat.
"Yong'er!" Despite his severe injuries, Xiang Ze struggled to crawl toward the little boy who had been kicked away.
Lu Tu drew his long sword and held it horizontally in front of his chest, shouting sternly at the surrounding refugees: "I am Lu Tu, the Wuchuan Defender! Everyone, immediately put your hands on your heads and squat down, or you will be killed without mercy!"
In an instant, most of the timid refugees hurriedly did as instructed, and at this moment, those who harbored resentment were revealed.
Seeing that they all had weapons, Lu Tu sneered, "Looks like you guys are not simple. You actually managed to get your hands on official weapons. It seems you've killed quite a few yamen runners and constables on the road."
The dozen or so men, each wielding a different weapon, realized they had been exposed and stopped hiding. They quickly ran over and surrounded Lü Tu and Liu Hu.
"So it's Lord Lü. We heard your legend the day we arrived in Wuchuan. As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and it seems you're nothing special."
Lu Tu smiled arrogantly: "I am just a martial artist, but killing a few of you is more than enough for me."
After saying that, Lü Tu moved. He took a step and used his super strong core strength to leap his entire body over.
He unleashed a powerful, single-handed strike, aiming straight for the man who had spoken. The man was no ordinary fellow; seeing such a fierce attack, he showed no panic whatsoever, instead shouting, "Well done!"
He held the knife to his head to block Lu Tu's fatal blow, but when the two knives collided, the violent jolt he expected to his wrist did not come.
In contrast, the official longsword in his hand was as weak as tofu and farts under Lu Tu's seemingly insignificant longsword, completely vulnerable.
It was too late to escape; he could only watch helplessly as the blade slashed through his neck.
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