Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 98 Shout
The sky is gradually breaking, and the earth is hazy, as if it is covered with a veil.

The Xishan Mountains gradually rise, and the blue-gray rocks are hidden in the morning mist.

People with dew on their beards and hair walked in and out of the camp, gathering.

When they were about to set off, they grabbed a piece of shelter from any of the shelters they met along the way to seek "justice" for themselves.

Most of them had no horses and had to set out on foot.

Some people hid two dry wheat bran cakes on the meat for rations.

Some people brought nothing.

They thought that they would go to the houses of those who were being held hostage to search for some food, or if they were lucky enough, the host's wife would be willing to compromise and ask for some food.

If you have better luck, you can capture the main house directly. It is said that there are countless delicacies, gold, jade and pearls in the main house.

With such delusions in mind, they tightened their belts and wrapped their thin and tattered clothes more energetically.

The weather in the early morning hours of early spring was bone-chillingly cold.

Many people wore stars and moons all night to persuade their friends and came to the Xishan camp with the same restless people.

During this period, we also had disputes with some people who had different ideas and were unwilling to follow them blindly.

There is no need to go into details about the various troubles and bloody conflicts.

At this time, there were 500 people gathered in this dilapidated Xishan camp.

What is coming has already come, and what is not coming will never come again.

They still need to drive the shady people out of their shabby huts and drive them to the main house like cattle and horses. They can't waste any more time.

The dew condensed on the clothes, armor, beards and hair dripped down drop by drop, and white breath came out of people's mouths and noses.

They looked expectantly at the fat man standing on the high platform of the school grounds. The leader had always been a capable man.

This time they also expected to get a more compromise result as usual.

The leader surnamed Deng stood on the high platform, and many eager eyes were focused on him.

His steel needle-like beard was slightly raised, and he was happy to enjoy such gazes.

However, it is not enough!

He looked to the east. Half an hour ago, his proud son had set off from the trail behind the camp with dozens of his followers.

If this happens, Sima Chen promises that he can help them get rid of their lowly status and change their lives to become minor officials in Lingzhi.

Don't look at them as just minor officials. That is a high platform that they, the lowly tribes who are dependent on the big clan, will never be able to climb in their lifetime.

He had drowned eight girls before giving birth to this son. Although he was always strict, in his heart, this brave and strong son was the best.

As long as I can get rid of this identity...

So what if we offer more sacrifices?
His eyes swept over the people in the audience, and he said solemnly in the expectant eyes of everyone: "Everyone, we have been abandoned here by Jihou for many years, and today we are going to seek justice!"

Everyone in the audience raised all kinds of weapons in their hands and shouted loudly.

At one time, the hoarse shouts of hundreds of people pierced the morning fog and echoed over the camp.

At this time, if you ask them what justice is and what kind of justice they want to get, most of them will probably not know.

Whether they had fought against Zhou Xing and others before, or raised their weapons now, they would not gain much benefit.

As for the benefits, it was just that the son of the leader named Deng had to enter the guest house where Gongsun Xuan lived twice.

Like a wild dog, he had to be washed several times before he could enter his master's bedroom.

These people around, did they get a grain of wheat from someone?

No!

By doing such a thing, can they get an extra grain of wheat?

not necessarily!

But they still shouted passionately for justice.

He will take a knife and threaten the shady people he meets on the road, walk out of his house, and walk on the same road as them.The excited shouts of the crowd covered up the sounds outside the camp.

They were originally a mob. Even though they had suffered from war, they had been sheltered in this Lone Bamboo Manor for the past ten years.

Even though he was lowly and poor, he had only been exposed to trivial matters such as fighting for supplies and ganging up to bully households behind the back of the manager.

He has long lost his sensitivity and awe to danger.

When doing such a big thing, the gate of the village is wide open.

Several pieces of logs as thick as a palm and as long as an arm were thrown into the camp gate and became stuck.

The rotten Juma deer antlers originally placed in the camp were cleared away.

On the crooked watchtower, the sentry dozed off and was dragged down from behind, covering his mouth.

"Justice! We must seek justice from Lady Gongsun!"

A thin man was tapped on the shoulder by a hard object. He stopped shouting and turned around to look impatiently.

Resting on his shoulder is a Han army standard ring-headed sword with a scabbard.

Although the shiny black scabbard had several scratches, it was wiped clean and there was no smell of blood at close range. It was obvious that the owner cherished it very much.

The thin man swallowed hard, turned slightly, and looked from bottom to top.

A black-robed knight was riding on a horse, looking down at him, with his saber on his shoulder.

"What kind of justice do you want to seek from Lady Gongsun?"

The dark-skinned black-robed knight had a trace of amusement on his face.

Although his skin is dark, it is very shiny, his cheeks are plump and fleshy, and his eyes are bright and lively. He does not have the thinness and dullness that is characteristic of hungry people and hungry people.

Wearing a black robe of unknown material, the bright armor plates were faintly visible at the open collar.

Under the crotch is a white horse, fat and strong, snoring restlessly and eager to fight.

The thin man didn't dare to move. He swallowed hard and turned his eyes to look to the side.

One by one, knights on white horses strolled out from behind the dilapidated and moldy longhouse and assembled.

The thin man took a breath of cold air. He had never seen the White Horse Yi Cong galloping outside the Great Wall under General White Horse.

But he had heard that the mistress of the manor brought an elite cavalry with her when she returned.

They all rode white horses and wore the same black robes.

The thin man unconsciously slowed down his breathing.

"Didn't you shout very loud just now?"

The knight immediately looked at this thin and rickety man with disdain. It was these stupid and vicious dogs who had such bad intentions.

Seek justice from Lady Gongsun?Are they worthy?
What kind of justice did Lady Gongsun owe them?
"Azhou." A bearded man with a missing piece of his right ear shouted from a distance, "Captain Zhao has told me many times not to take it lightly under any circumstances. Don't you have a long memory?"

The knight who was called Azhou snorted dissatisfiedly, turned his horse's head, rode the horse, and trotted back to the queue.

The scabbard on his shoulder was removed, and the thin man's legs weakened and he sat down on the ground.

Only then did he realize that the high-spirited shouting had stopped at some point.

With their backs to the longhouse, the crowd raising their weapons and shouting turned around and watched blankly as the knights gathered just a stone's throw away pulled out the ring-headed swords at their waists one after another.

The long knife was unsheathed, and with the sound of the sharp tool rubbing against the scabbard, the bright silver blade glowed coldly under the gradually brightening skylight.

Standing on the high platform, the leader surnamed Deng noticed this team suddenly emerging from behind the longhouse earlier than anyone else.

He opened his mouth wide and couldn't make a sound.

Watching a tall general riding a white horse and carrying a bright silver gun, he walked towards the assembled team.

"Everyone, what kind of justice do you want?"

(End of this chapter)