Feng Yu's words did not frighten the refugees at all; more refugees knelt down and begged the benefactor for food.
Feng Ke didn't bring out much food, but he did bring out a lot of gold and silver jewelry.
She lived in the capital, under layers of protection. Even though she had heard that things were a bit chaotic outside, she never expected to see so many refugees. She also never expected that giving food to a few people would attract so many people to come and beg for it.
She was in a dilemma, especially after seeing the fight that broke out when they tried to take the food she had given to those people; she didn't know what to do.
Xiaochun was also startled, but she quickly calmed down: "Miss, get in the carriage quickly."
Reminded by Xiaochun, Feng Ke quickly came to his senses and climbed into the carriage.
Feng Yu planned to leave this place with the young lady.
But someone among the refugees shouted, "These nobles don't care about our lives at all. They won't even give us food. Let's go and rob them!"
Without guidance, the refugees are like a heap of loose sand. Once someone lights the fuse, they have only one goal: to rush, to rush for food!
A tidal wave of refugees rushed toward the carriage.
Those kneeling in front who hadn't yet stood up were knocked to the ground and trampled over by those rushing from behind.
A chorus of wails erupted in response.
Seeing that things were going badly, Feng Yu immediately led his guards to protect the young lady's carriage, and anyone who dared to approach was to be killed on the spot.
These refugees seem to have forgotten the scene of being hacked to death for blocking the nobleman, or some of them are new refugees who have not experienced being hacked to death.
The sight of blood deterred some of the refugees from approaching.
Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief for the moment, and continued to lead his men to escort the carriage forward slowly.
But the voice rang out again: "They don't treat us like human beings at all, like pigs and sheep, to be slaughtered at will. Those who don't want to be pigs and sheep, come and be killed by me. Kill these people."
As he spoke, one of the men rushed forward, wielding a large knife, and slashed directly at one of the guards.
Following this man were more than forty people, all armed.
The guards were all quite skilled; otherwise, the matriarch of the Feng family wouldn't have assigned them to the young lady.
The leader who charged forward was extremely skilled, and two guards died in quick succession at his hands.
Other guards were also injured by these men, although more of them died.
But it was precisely because of the leader's bravery that these men, unafraid of death, fought fiercely with the guards.
The already turbulent emotions of the other refugees in the surrounding area were reignited, and they followed these people in groups, attacking the wounded guards indiscriminately, and even the guards' horses.
The guards dismounted only because the young lady got off the carriage; they would have continued riding even after the young lady had dismounted.
But it is precisely because of this that these people have an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
Seeing that things were going badly, Feng Yu shouted, "Get on your horses quickly and escort the young lady away!"
The guards were agile and quick; although they were entangled, more than half of them managed to break free and mount their horses.
Feng Yu did not wait for the guards who had not been able to mount their horses in time. Instead, he gave an order, leaving a few men to cover the rear, while he urged the coachman to drive the carriage. The remaining guards surrounded the carriage and rode straight ahead.
If any more foolish refugees tried to stop them, they would simply trample them over with their horses, trying to quickly shake off the refugees behind them.
But to everyone's surprise, the leader was indeed quite skilled. After killing another guard, he snatched a horse and mounted it.
Then he gave a whistle, and several of the dozens of men he led followed his example and went to steal the horse.
In the blink of an eye, five more horses were stolen by these people.
Five men mounted their horses and followed the leader to catch up with the carriage that had not gone very far.
The horse-drawn carriages and supplies were no match for the light cavalry, and in no time the men caught up with them and blocked the road.
There are also refugees here, but they don't gather as much as over there.
These refugees had noticed the commotion over there, but none of them dared to go over. Now, seeing the carriage being stopped, they all became curious.
They watch from a distance, hoping to gain something from it.
Feng Yu was furious. He thought these people were more like a mob than refugees.
When did so many rioters gather outside the capital?
Whose terrible idea was this to let the mob gather outside the city?
If the Third Prince were here at this moment, he would surely rebuke him.
The Third Prince was at war with Xie Ning. The people of Nanning Prefecture were already struggling, and Xie Ning's forced conscription and requisition of grain turned the remaining people into refugees, who then headed to the capital to make a living.
After years of suppressing bandits, conscripting soldiers and requisitioning grain, and being harassed by bandits of all sizes, Nanning Prefecture went through a power struggle and then fought against the imperial court. Chaos ensued, and the people had no choice but to leave their homes.
The third prince, impatient with dealing with these refugees, simply let them pass, allowing them to gather outside the capital.
As for Feng Yu, he spurred his horse forward and demanded, "What is your purpose in intercepting us?"
The leader rode forward on horseback, laughing heartily: "Naturally, it's for food and gold and silver treasures."
He was literate and recognized the sign on the carriage as belonging to the Eighth Prince's residence. The person inside was dressed in gold and silver, exuding great wealth and status.
Even if he didn't carry much gold or silver with him, he could probably make a lot of money by exchanging this person for money.
Feng Yu's face darkened: "I advise you to get out of the way. We are not people you can easily mess with."
Without saying much, the man stepped forward and swung his knife, engaging Feng Yu in combat.
Undeterred, Feng Yu used his gun to deflect the broadsword and thrust it along the shaft.
The two men engaged in combat, while the other five rushed towards the carriage and fought with the guards.
Feng Tao spurred his horse forward and went straight to meet the leader, shouting to Feng Yu, "Boss, you take the young lady and hurry on your way. I'll cover the rear."
Feng Yu didn't stop, but instead thrust several times rapidly. He had already seen through the leader's skill; Feng Tao was no match for him.
Even if he left men to cover his retreat, sooner or later these men would be killed by the leader, and he didn't want to be constantly pursued.
He shouted, "Feng Qi, take half the men and protect Miss as she continues on her way. I'll catch up."
Only he can deal with this leader.
Feng Qi, the deputy captain, did not hesitate to lead his men to protect Feng Ke as they traveled.
At this moment, Feng Ke was terrified and trembled as he hugged Xiao Chun.
Xiaochun comforted her, "Miss, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Feng Ke's voice trembled as she said, "What use are you? You don't know any martial arts."
Xiaochun patted her chest; it wasn't as high as most women's, it was much flatter.
"Miss, Xiaochun knows martial arts."
Feng Ke thought Xiaochun's mental illness had relapsed. Every time she told Xiaochun that she knew martial arts, she would shake her head when asked to practice: "The mistress said that I cannot use martial arts casually, nor can I let others know that I know martial arts."
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