At the evening, the weather became colder again. The slaves retreated into the tent early to sleep. The weather was still outside and there was no complete cold-proof clothes. It was really a kind of suffering.

Fortunately, it was not winter at this time. The slaves in winter were just like being tortured every night. They had long since frozen to death. Although the ones who stayed were very slave, their bodies were still strong, otherwise they would not be able to withstand these tosses.

The female slaves should be better. The house they sleep in was small buildings made of rocks, but all the bullies who bullyed and humiliated them were killed. So now they sleep in the house is extremely safe. Although there are more sisters sleeping together than before, in winter, there are more crowds and warmer people, which can also help them get rid of some of the panic when they think of those ronin people.

Of course, not everyone is sleeping. At least the people from Sanguo Village took a few smart security patrol members to go down the hillside from time to time to patrol. The farmers and uncles led the army had seized fireworks in their arms. Once something happened, they would immediately use fireworks to warn them.

As for why Baye and the others and the Spanish macho uncles, why don’t they go on patrol in person?

Please use your little head to think about whether it’s okay!

They are the main force in the battle. If they don’t have a good rest, they will consume their energy in patrol and guarding. If they really encounter something, how can they have the energy to slash and fight?

Although the patrol was a bit hard, the farmers were still happy.

Tonight's dinner is also very rich and satisfying for us. We don't have to worry about being hungry and being out of energy when patrolling.

Of course, for those eighty slaves, it was even more abundant than they could have dreamed of.

They had never eaten such delicious tuna meat pie-the one pound of fish and two pancakes that I promised them before. Because they were all attracted by the tuna meat pie I created, they begged to replace it with meat pie. Each of them ate five or six before they stopped. One of them was spit out directly, but after recovery, they ate two more to replenish.

Fortunately, no one was killed, otherwise this joke would have been a big deal!

I was so worried, but for those slaves who could only eat one fried fish and then a small cake for dinner, they were really willing to die of being overwhelmed.

Looking at the companion who was barely fucked with me yesterday, and today because of the high workload, the other slaves also ignited a fire in their hearts: Damn, until tomorrow, I will work harder and try to eat tuna meat pie until they are swelling!

Not mentioning their toss and turns, Ba Ye and I sat together to discuss things.

The exclusive area of ​​the "Wan Beast Group" is not just those small buildings and large canteens, but also many buildings of varying heights. Baye and I were sitting in one of the rooms. There were two pots of rice wine and a little fried meatloaf on the table, which was equivalent to a midnight snack.

Speaking of which, when there is a midnight snack, it is only a few days a year at most, but I only occupied Liuyin Hai Harbour here. I think that having midnight snacks every day is not a big deal. Even my dream of allowing the whole village to eat meat every day will come soon.

The things we discussed are simple, but very important.

Sanguo Village is only fifty miles away from Liuyin Harbour. In the past, we could only use trolleys to transport things slowly, so the time it took was at least one day and one night.

But Matsuda Nagata and Makawaniu drove back ten horses. No matter how bad the road is, the horse will lose its strength, it will be at most three hours, right?

If the speed is slower when you come back, then the time will be doubled, nine hours, the latest and the latest. This afternoon, reinforcements should also come back to Liuyin Harbor, right?

But not only did reinforcements not arrive, but there were not even people coming back to report the news. What was going on?

Both Ba Ye and I don’t understand, especially Ba Ye, who thinks a little more.

"Or what, Xiaobao, let's send a few more people back and have a look?" Ba Ye suggested.

"Who will be sent?"

I shook my head: "You eight of you must not move. The twenty-four peasant uncles can't even ride horses, let alone distinguish the route... I want to take a few little guys back, but can you allow it, Ba Ye?"

"How can you act alone, just a child?" As expected, Ba Ye refused without thinking, "Or why... let's wait?"

"Wait! The two uncles are not reckless people, so it is impossible for something to happen at the same time. There are no particularly powerful enemies around us, so the chance of accidents is very small."

That's what I said, but I made up my mind that if there is no movement tomorrow night, I have to take two or three friends back and take a look. If there is any big problem in Sanguo Village, we will be happy.

With such worries and worries, I thought I would have insomnia, but the result was...

As a result, as soon as I got stuck on the pillow, I slept soundly in less than a stick of incense, until the extremely noisy noise in the morning woke me up.

"Brother Bao, Brother Bao, come out soon!!"

The one who shouted outside was Zhang Zhuoqiang, the last friend I brought this time. He is fifteen years old and is also a descendant of the Tang Dynasty survivors. His best attitude is to find out the news and have a natural feeling about danger. We have survived death several times on Luoxi Mountain, thanks to his early warning.

I jumped up with a fish, not even wearing my outer clothes. I grabbed the dagger and flying knife belt in front of the bed, rushed over with barefoot like flying, and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, a biting cold wave suddenly rushed over, making me tremble all over, but I didn't have time to worry about it. I stared at Zhang Zhuoqiang and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Zhang Zhuoqiang's face was not anxious and despair, but a happy look, and his face was also full of joy: "Haha, Brother Bao, you guessed wrong this time, it wasn't something wrong! It was them who came!"

"They are here?" I was delighted: "Is reinforcements here?"

"no!"

"Who is that coming?"

"It's the eldest master, the second master and the others, who brought all the people from our Sanguo Village here, and there were a lot of them!"

Zhang Zhuoqiang said happily, and I knocked on the head by accident, which made him scream in pain.

"Bastard, you're fine to spend my time with Brother Bao?" I quickly put on my clothes and scolded him, "Xiaoqiang, if there is such a thing in the future, you can say 'Brother Bao, you're so happy!' before knocking on the door, okay? I thought it was a slave riot!"

"Haha, I understand, Brother Bao!" Zhang Zhuoqiang covered his head and laughed, "Hurry up, Master, Second Master and others have all arrived five miles away, and you can see it when you stand on the hill!"

After hearing this, I put on my clothes faster. I finished it in just a few seconds and ran out with Zhang Zhuoqiang.

No wonder!

No wonder we have never received the news. It turned out that Dad Lauren and his master brought all the villagers of Sanguo Village in a neat way. They brought more than 500 family members, including young, young, female and children. In addition, there are a lot of things in bottles and jars, it would be strange if the speed was fast!

It is conceivable that this big migration that has been thriving is really a test of the courage of the two fathers.

However, no matter how you say it, Dad Lauren and Master are not ordinary people. They have the courage and decision that ordinary people do not have, and the observation and analysis ability that others do not have. All this caused them to relocate all the villagers of Sanguo Village without asking me or Baye, and from then on, they took root in Liuyin Harbour.
Chapter completed!