Lu Tu gently patted Nangong Huiyu's back, comforting him, "Don't worry, if he dares to send anyone to find you, I'll make sure his people don't return!"
"But there are many people in the White Lotus Sect."
Upon hearing this, Lü Tu let out a sneer: "So what if there are more? They are just a bunch of brainwashed puppets. I don't believe Xu Jing can mobilize a large number of people to kill me. At least on the surface, I am still the captain of Wuchuan Prefecture. No one dares to openly rebel."
"My lord, Xiaoyu is so happy!" Nangong Huiyu murmured, sniffing the scent of Lü Tu, which made her feel unusually at ease and she was immersed in it.
Although Lü Tu spoke lightly, he remained vigilant. Although he was now a squad leader, he had not yet gathered a full complement of 150 soldiers under his command.
Although they appeared to be a large group, the majority of them were actually military slaves, and they had already disappointed Lü Tu. Relying on these guys was worse than entrusting one's life to someone else.
Since they were useless and of little use, Lü Tu had no choice but to make other plans. In any case, spring was just around the corner, and the Wuhuan people's offensive pace would slow down.
"Big brother, big brother!" Nie Yun's urgent shouts broke the beautiful moment of the three embracing each other.
Nangong Huiyu clenched her small fist and said, "This kid has no sense of propriety at all!"
Lu Tu pinched her pretty face: "If you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog. Since you married me, you have to abide by my rules. In the next few days, Yu Xi will teach you the ninety-nine principles of loving your husband."
"Huh? How come there are so many?" Nangong Huiyu was dumbfounded.
Even Song Yuxi was a little stunned, but she knew Lü Tu quite well and naturally knew that Lü Tu was just making things up.
"Little sister, don't delay your husband from doing things. Come, let me tell you the first of the ninety-nine principles of loving your husband: your husband is always right."
Nangong Huiyu was dragged away by Song Yuxi with some doubt, and only then did Lü Tu free himself up to come outside the door.
"Big brother, something terrible has happened!"
"Don't panic in a crisis."
"Brother, a large number of refugees have appeared about 5 miles to the south, I estimate there are over a thousand!"
Lu Tu's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly calmed down and ordered, "Gather everyone! Those with weapons, distribute them; those without weapons, all able-bodied men, come and bolster our ranks!"
"Yes, sir!" Nie Yun acted swiftly, immediately riding his horse at full gallop, shouting at the top of his lungs, "The refugees are coming! Men, grab your weapons!"
The refugee caravan was quite a problem. Although Lu Tu had not experienced the era of famine, he had seen it in history books.
If not handled properly, it will be a catastrophic disaster for the local ecosystem!
He shouted to the two people in the house, "Xiaoyu, you're better at fighting, take good care of Yuxi, and don't go out without my orders!"
"I'll listen to whatever you say, my husband is always right!" Nangong Huiyu's voice came from inside the room.
Lu Tu couldn't help but smile after hearing this. This girl learns quite quickly. He wondered how Song Yuxi was so good at manipulating her.
Regardless of anything else, they quickly spurred their horses toward the training ground. Following Nie Yun's notification, many villagers hurriedly left their homes, carrying hoes, axes, and other weapons, and resolutely followed behind Lü Tu.
The villagers were even more nervous than Lü Tu. The influx of refugees meant that their food would be divided up. Seeing that everyone had just enjoyed a few good days under Lü Tu's leadership, no one was willing to share the rice in their pot with others.
Before long, Lü Tu arrived at the training ground, where Nie Yun, Liu Yang, and others had already gathered all the military slaves.
Lu Tu coldly swept his gaze across their faces, noticing a chilling stench of blood emanating from them. Although he didn't know what had happened, it was all for the best; he was about to deal with his subordinates who dared to kill.
He shouted to the crowd, "A group of refugees have come from the south. We must keep them out and not let them steal the fruits of our labor. Do you understand?"
"Yes!" The village's able-bodied men, along with 200 military slaves, nearly 400 people, shouted in unison.
After these days of getting to know each other, they have developed immense respect for Lü Tu. They have never suffered a loss as long as they follow Lü Tu, so they are now united in their resolve.
Lu Tu was very satisfied with this momentum. At the moment, it didn't matter whether these guys could fight or not. The key was that they couldn't let him down and had to be of one mind with him.
The front row consisted of Nie Yun and more than 20 elites wielding steel knives. The second row was led by Chai Yong, who was skilled in hunting and held bows and arrows. Finally, there were the military slaves carrying farm tools. The villagers were arranged in the last row by Lü Tu.
A group of 400 people ran towards the place where the refugees were, and they could see a group of people in tattered clothes from a distance.
Lu Tu raised his hand to stop the procession, staring sternly at the refugees in the distance.
He was observing the refugees, and the refugees were also observing him. When they saw the gleaming knives in the hands of Lü Tu and the others, a hint of fear flashed in many of their eyes.
But they couldn't stop; in order to survive, they had to keep moving forward.
Lu Tu keenly noticed that this group of refugees was almost half men and half women, with not a single elderly person, only a few half-grown children, which was very strange.
The refugees quickened their pace and arrived at an open space twenty paces away from Lü Tu. They knelt down in unison and cried out, "Sir, we are refugees fleeing famine from Longcheng in the south. Please have mercy and give us a bite to eat."
Lu Tu looked at them coldly and replied directly, "There is no food! And if you go to Wuchuan, there probably won't be any food for you either."
Upon hearing this, a sigh erupted among the refugees; they had heard this kind of talk far too often along the way.
Most of them were skin and bones, and their eyes seemed to have a layer of grayish stuff on them.
But among the refugees were a few strong men, and judging from their complexions, they seemed to be doing quite well.
Hearing Lu Tu's decisive rejection, the group whispered among themselves for a moment before one of the burly men stepped forward and shouted, "Sir, we really can't survive any longer! We'd be happy to have a bite to eat!"
Nie Yuncang drew his long sword with a shout and pointed it at the man, yelling, "My master said there's no food. You all should leave at once!"
The burly man wasn't angry when he heard this, but a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He then pointed in the direction of Kuishan Village and said, "When I came here an hour ago, the whole village was cooking. They clearly had food, so why didn't they give us any?"
Other refugees chimed in, saying, "You're right. We don't ask for much, just enough to eat to survive until we reach Wuchuan. How can you be so heartless as to not even part with this little bit of food?"
"If they won't give it to us, we'll just rob them!"
The burly man who said this pulled out a leather whip from his pocket and lashed it across the back of the woman standing in the front row. The woman groaned in pain and had no choice but to run quickly toward Lü Tu and the others.
These bastards actually used a group of women as shields; Lu Tu despises people like this the most.
Even if he orders the arrows to be fired, he won't be able to kill those bastards. Instead, if he shoots and kills other refugees, it will inevitably cause a riot!
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