The refugees also regarded Li Guodong, Cao Lei and He Xing as horse thieves who came to surrender to the bandits. Seeing that they were tall and the horses under their crotch were fat and strong, the refugees had a look of envy on their faces.

The treatment of horse thieves who rode horses to bid was completely different from that of refugees. At least they didn’t have to squat outside the city to eat each other, and could enter the city to eat the most delicious and spicy food. The refugees outside the city should not be said to eat the most delicious and spicy food, and they had no food to eat. They could only eat women and children and eat their starving companions.

The eyes of the refugees who ate human flesh emitted green light, just like wild wolves and wild dogs who were hiding far away and dared not approach. Those wild wolves and wild dogs who ate human flesh did not dare to approach the large group of refugees. As long as they were caught, they would soon become food in the belly of refugees. However, these beasts would seize the opportunity to rush out and bite the corpses on the roadside and the lonely refugees.

The trees nearby were all bare, and the bark had long been eaten up; the ground was also bare, and the weeds had been eaten up; pits were dug out of the ground in many places, which were traces left by the refugees after digging Guanyin soil.

Li Guodong saw a skinny man lying in the pit left by digging Guanyin soil. In his deep concave eyes, he could not see any luster. In addition to occasionally turning his eyes, he could also remind people that this was still a living person. The man was not wearing clothes on his upper body, but his abdomen was bulging and bloated, which was the reason why it was difficult to excrete after eating Guanyin soil. If no one came to give this person food, the person would die sooner or later.

Suddenly, a group of refugees surrounded the man. Someone took a rusty machete and chopped the man's neck. Only a low scream was heard. The blunt knife failed to cut off his neck. The man screamed in pain, but he didn't even have the strength to scream. He let the blunt knife tug on his neck again and again, his mouth opened and closed, and blood bubbles kept coming out of his mouth.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Brother, if you save our brothers, we will buried you well." said the leader of the refugee.

The blunt knife tug-of-warp for a long time before pulling his head off his neck. Then the group of people opened their stomachs to the refugee who was killed by them, lit a bonfire, and started roasting human flesh...

Li Guodong felt that he could not stay here for a quarter of an hour. He looked at Hequ City not far away, but did not choose to enter Hequ City. He was worried that once he entered the city, it would be difficult to get out, so he took his two brothers around the city. After passing Hequ City, he continued to go north and entered Pianguan County.

The situation here is exactly the same as in Hequ. There are refugees everywhere, and white bones can be seen everywhere on the roadside. From time to time, a wild wolf and wild dog with green light in his eyes rushed out of the woods, and his mouth was filled with disgusting human parts.

After walking a while, you can see many refugees gathering. They dig Guanyin soil, dashed tree bark, and ate grass roots to feed. Most of the refugees held sharp wooden sticks at the end, and some of them held a hoe. In better conditions, there was a rusty machete. These refugees were no different from walking corpses. They simply lived for the sake of living. Once they encountered officers and soldiers coming to fight, they were cannon fodder pushed out by the bandits.

"Whose territory is ahead?" Li Guodong called a refugee and asked.

The refugee's face was pale and skinny, and his body was covered in skin and bones. When he heard the question, he replied weakly: "It's the territory of the Eight Kings. If you have a horse, if you go to the Eight Kings, you don't have to eat Guanyin soil or tree bark."

The eight kings were Zhang Xianzhong, the most capable battalion of troops under the rebel king Jiayin. Hearing that it was Zhang Xianzhong's territory, Li Guodong immediately became interested, so he took out the cooked cake from his bag, broke off a small piece, and handed it to the refugee.

When the refugee saw the cooked cake, the light immediately emitted from his empty and unsightly eyes. He quickly grabbed the cooked cake, couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one bite.

The refugees around him saw food, surrounded them, surrounded the three of them and asked them for food.

Li Guodong asked him to take out the cooked cakes, break them into small pieces, and divide them for the refugees. When everyone got one, he asked, "Why don't you go to the grassland outside the border, but stay here and go hungry?"

A refugee replied helplessly: "It's useless to go to the outside world. I heard that the Mongols on the grassland outside the world were fighting, and the Tumotes were all broken up, and there were Tumotes who came to vote for our king. If we went to the outside world, wouldn't we starve to death?"

Li Guodong looked around and saw that there were about 200 refugees. Although these people were all hungry, they could be seen that they were originally strong and strong men, including more than a dozen refugees wearing red-taxed felt hats and dirty and ragged mandarin duck battle jackets of their original color. Those people must have been military households.

"You are here to vote for the Eight Kings, why don't the Eight Kings give you food?" Li Guodong asked again.

A refugee said: "The Eight Kings' food is only enough to support his own elite old camp. We live one day, and we don't know when the officers and soldiers come and die in battle."

"Is it necessary for the officers and soldiers to come?" Another person said, "Maybe they will starve to death one day."

Li Guodong thought in his mind: If you can take a few people out, take a few people out. These people will be taken back for maintenance for a period of time, and they are all qualified soldiers. So he said, "Everyone, I am not here to vote for the Eight Kings. I am a horse thief outside the border. I have food and money, but I am not enough. If you are willing, then follow me. After going outside, although I can't eat enough, at least I don't have to eat Guanyin soil or eat human flesh."

"Of course we are willing to leave with your benefactor!" The refugees knelt down one after another.

Just as Li Guodong was about to pull away a group of refugees, the four teenagers who ran out of Zhang Xianzhong's camp to play found that something was wrong with these three people.

"Keep, these three people are very strange. I'm afraid they are not spies to the officers and soldiers, right?" said a young man about ten years old.

The young man named Kewang said, "Dingguo, I am also very suspicious. Why don't we report this to our adoptive father?"

"Wenxiu, Nengqi, you two go back and report this to your adoptive father quickly. Kewang and I are here to watch them." The young man named Dingguo said.

These four teenagers are Zhang Kewang, Zhang Wenxiu, Zhang Nengqi and Zhang Dingguo. They are all adopted sons adopted by Zhang Xianzhong. Although the four teenagers are young, they are very smart.

Just when Li Guodong was about to go out of the customs north with more than 200 refugees, he heard a whistle. More than 100 bandit cavalry and 300 bandit infantry suddenly rushed out from all directions, surrounding the three people and more than 200 refugees.

"Who is coming? Why should I take away my Eight Kings?" From the thief crowd, a white felt hat, a thick blue cotton coat, riding a red horse, tall, slightly yellow in appearance, and a small pockmarked cloth. Two long eyebrows were inserted in their temples, with a foot-long steel whisker on their face, and a pair of big eyes rounded like copper bells.

"I am a horse thief outside the border, and the person who came was the Eight Kings Huanghu?" Li Guodong recognized that this person was Zhang Xianzhong, so he reported the name of a horse thief who had been wiped out by himself before.
Chapter completed!