In the wilderness that stretches for tens of miles, thousands of people are walking in ragged clothes. They have pale faces and gray eyes. Most of them hold a wooden stick in their hands. They are like walking zombies, walking numbly towards the unknown.

advance forward.

Except for the occasional cry of a baby, most people remained silent and looked back with restless eyes.

"Go quickly, go quickly."

"Get out of here, I don't dare to disobey what the county magistrate has told me, and it's useless for you to beg me."

The policemen, government officials, and sergeants used rusty weapons to force the refugees forward, shouting and cursing incessantly. Even if an old man over fifty years old knelt in front of them, these people were indifferent.

The cries gradually disappeared, and people who fainted from hunger were lying on the roadside. No one would take a glance. Everyone moved forward mechanically. No matter whether it was hell or the world of gods ahead, they no longer thought about whether they would survive or not.

die.

Just as these people were moving forward numbly, the people in front suddenly stopped.

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached from far away, and a dozen heavily armed riders also appeared in the sight of the refugees.

Slowly, a black line suddenly appeared behind, and more than a hundred brave warriors armed with spears and waist knives slowly appeared in orderly steps. The shining cold weapons looked like suns in the sunlight.

, which stung the refugees and the policemen in panic.

Behind the Yong camp, thousands of Anxin civilians also slowly walked up. In front of the refugees and policemen, there was already a dense crowd of soldiers and civilians.

All the refugees stopped, and the police officers also stopped shouting and cursing. They stared at the team in front of them in stunned silence. Looking at their calm eyes, they began to become commotion.

The refugees in front began to look around in horror, and the timid ones began to shrink back. The policemen did not dare to act boldly, and slowly backed away, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

Yongying shouted loudly, separated from the queue, and walked to both sides of the refugees without squinting, with solemn expressions on their faces.

The horses of the cavalry company neighed and firmly guarded the battalion commander Li Yi.

Li Yi rode forward on horseback, and the old patriarch followed him on a donkey. The two of them walked slowly to the refugees.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life..."

"Your Majesty, spare your life...please, spare us."

The refugees thought it was the thieves from Baiyangdian who came to rob them, so they all knelt down numbly on the ground, burying their heads, but their faces were expressionless.

They have suffered too much humiliation and suffering. They have become accustomed to this and numbly accept all pain and torture.

Living in the wind and rain, they have no home to call home. They die as guests in a foreign land and their bodies are fed to wild dogs. Such is their fate, they just hope that they will never be human again in the next life.

"Bang the drum, get up."

A thunderous shout sounded, fierce drums roared, and a long white line was raised by two riders, like a heavenly gate standing between heaven and earth.

The refugee raised his head with dull eyes and looked at the four big characters on the banner, confused as to what was happening and what it meant.

An old scholar wearing a long gown slowly walked out of the refugee team. It was obvious that he was very loved. Many refugees pulled him, and some followed him. All the refugees looked around blankly.

The old scholar stumbled to Li Yi, his old face already covered with tears. He looked at the four big characters written on the banner, and suddenly fell to his knees heavily on the ground and burst into tears.

"Welcome home..."

Li Yi raised his spear, looked at the mourning refugees in front of him, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Welcome home..."

The brave warriors raised their spears and knives one after another, and roared loudly.

"Welcome home..."

The Anxin people behind also raised their fists and shouted.

"Welcome home..."

"Welcome home..."

"Welcome home..."

Whether it was the soldiers from the Yong camp or the Anxin people behind them, everyone felt that their hearts were beating violently in their chests, and an indescribable emotion made them all burst into tears and roar at the top of their lungs.

Go home? I have a home? I finally have a home?!

One refugee stood up, and another refugee stood up. All the refugees stood up and rushed in a long direction. They felt that their heads were about to explode. A shocking emotion exploded in their hearts and eyes.

It was like a flood that had been released, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

They thought their tears had dried up, they thought pain would be all they had in this life, they thought they would never be homeless again.

I have a home again!

All the refugees were shaking violently in their hearts. They were heartbroken when they looked at the four unknown characters on the banner, at the Yongying Yongding who firmly protected them, and at the Anxin people around them who were looking at them with smiling faces.

Tears of the lungs.

"go home……"

Li Yi shouted, and the people of Anxin came forward one after another. They didn't care about the sour smell on the refugees' bodies, nor did they care about the dirt on their bodies. At this time, a kind of proud feeling made them shine. No one would

I despise these relatives who are suffering so much.

They all smiled happily, smiling and lifting up the old man, smiling and hugging the young children, smiling and lifting the injured refugees, like a family, followed by the fully armed Yongying guards.

Behind Li Yi, he was beaming with joy, but also with tears streaming down his face as he walked home.

The policemen and soldiers behind stared blankly at this shocking scene, until everyone turned into a black line intersecting the sky and the earth. They could not say a word for a long time. They only felt their noses slowly getting sore, and they all sighed.

Turn around and quietly wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes.

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The vast crowd returned to the village by the river. Before the refugees had time to react, women holding bowls handed bowls of hot porridge to them.

After they finished eating the porridge, the women took the women to the river to take a bath, and the men took the men to take a bath. Then they put on shabby but clean clothes. Under everyone's guidance, they lined up to register their household registration.

After everyone registered according to the instructions, they were led to a hut with a sign that recorded their name, gender, relatives, skills and house number.

The person leading the way kindly warned them about the precautions and then left, allowing them to have a good rest.

When each of the refugees ate hot porridge, put on clean clothes, and lived in comfortable huts, they still couldn't believe what was happening.

That night, eight people, including Li Yi, the old patriarch, Wang Jin, Zhang San, Zhang Qianyi, Li Si, Zhang Mingde, and Zhao Renchang, an old scholar among the refugees, gathered together.

The number of people in Anxin has now expanded to 3,827, a number that has far exceeded the limit of the food in Li Yi's hands.

According to Zhang Qianyi's calculations, the food in the warehouse can only last for eight days. After this time, Anxin will run out of food, and everyone here will become refugees again.

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