The chariots finally began to accelerate. Before the collision, people only felt the faint rumbling in the darkness. Even if the danger approached, people were insensitive and unresponsive.

Ordinary people will never know that the great era of changing times has arrived, the book of life and death of the King of Hell has been opened, and God knows how many lives will be taken in the future.

But they didn't care. The victims at this moment were full of eyes and food!

The disaster areas in the four provinces have completely overturned the blame. The Qing Dynasty's household registration system and road induction system were useless. The hungry people ate all the food in the village and even ate the bark and grass roots.

They had no choice but to escape from famine in the whole village. No one dared to stop them. The county government, which is usually powerful, has lost its prestige at this moment. The porridge sheds around the county town can barely maintain order, but the relief points that are farther away are robbed every day!

All counties in the disaster areas of the four provinces are facing great enemies. All the officials in prefectures and counties have only one idea: Don’t rush to my county town or my yamen!

As long as the victims do not rush to the yamen or the county town, it proves that the country has not rebelled. I can explain to the court if I look back!

I don’t care how many people die. Anyway, the county government and county towns cannot be lost, and my official hat cannot be lost!

Yangqu, Shouyang, Shanxi, Pingding... Prefectures and counties in various places have issued emergency martial law orders. No matter how many city gates there are, they can only open one door every day, and only open three hours a day, not open for an additional quarter of an hour!

There was a porridge shed outside the city, with countless green camp soldiers and yamen runners guarding them. Facing thousands of disaster victims, they could only yell helplessly!

"One person has only one bowl... You are not allowed to rob... Those who rob food will be killed without mercy!"

"The food for disaster relief from the court is on the way. The emperor has distributed millions of stones of grain from the capital and is transporting it out!"

"Don't panic... When you want to eat, go down the mountain and go to Zhili!"

Yangqu, Shouyang, Pingding... These places lead directly to Jingxing Ancient Road. Walk down the Taihang Mountains and go downhill to Zhengding, Zhili.

These local officials in Shanxi are so bad. They are driving away the victims and using fraud to make them all go to Zhili for dinner!

The county magistrate curled up in the city tower and looked carefully at the disaster victims in the distance, and his calves were trembling. "I'll try to cheat me away. As long as I don't stay here, I'll go wherever I like!"

"The emperor has food... we can only count on the emperor... let them go to Zhili and let them go to the capital!"

"Just don't harm me!"

If a local official in Shanxi thinks this way, won’t you think this way as a local official in Zhili?

In Zhengding, there is a new one, a deer, a spiritual life... Local officials from all over the country are driving away the victims under their control!

"Let's go... and eat a bowl of porridge and leave quickly. We have no food at home. You can go to other places to find food!"

"There is food in Taiyuan Prefecture, Shanxi...there is food in the capital...and walk along Jingxing Road and along the railway!"

This is the local officials of the Qing Dynasty, and this is their disaster relief method. As long as you don’t die under my rule and don’t impact my yamen, you can go wherever you like, and I don’t care!

The southern part of Zhili, most of Shanxi, Henan and northeastern Shandong... There are waves of refugees everywhere in the vast Central Plains, and the sounds of crying for parents and selling children soar into the sky.

There were really some conscientious local officials looking at the crying children outside the city and the old man starving to death on the road. They couldn't bear to order the city gate to let the victims go to the city to escape the wind and rain, but they were collectively opposed by their masters and subordinates.

"Sir! Never, never open it... How can we have so much food in our city? We force wealthy families to donate food every day, and we almost kill people to death, so that we can maintain two porridge sheds outside!"

"If you put them in, just open a hole, and the tide will flood one hundred million!"

"Without food, they want to eat people, and we can't save our lives!"

"Can you still not see clearly the situation at the moment? The capital sent a telegram saying that 200,000 stones of grain had been allocated first, but the railway was right in front of us. Why haven't it been transported in several days?"

"How can the train be transported for so long? It means there is also a problem with the grain in the capital!"

"Be careful that the ten thousand-year-old ship cannot open the door, and you must not let the refugees enter the city!"

The county magistrate's conscience was only a little bit, so he let his subordinates persuade him, so he gave up. "Oh... Forget it, the gentleman stayed away from the kitchen, I can't stand this scene..."

Everyone is pushing out, everyone is cheating on these victims, but walking requires physical energy. People without food can only die all the way.

If the victims in Shanxi go to the capital, one out of ten may not be left!

The Eight Passages of Taihang Mountains are eight important transportation routes in Taihang Mountains. The connection between Shanxi and Zhili depends on these eight small roads.

Among them, Jingxing is the most important trade route because it can directly lead to Taiyuan Prefecture. Since the severe disaster, there have been disaster victims on Jingxing Road every day.

The victims in Shanxi were deceived and walked down the mountain. The victims in Zhili were deceived and wanted to climb the mountain to Taiyuan Prefecture, but two groups of people resisted on the road.

The hungry and powerless victims asked each other, "My fellow villager... where are you going? Let's go to Baoding Prefecture and go to the capital to beg for food..."

"Ah! You don't have food in Shanxi? We all say there is food in Taiyuan, so let's go here to beg for food..."

"Wrong... Taiyuan has no food... and it's far... If you can't go to Taiyuan... you will starve to death halfway..."

Only then did people realize that Shanxi and Zhili had no food, and the two groups of people were so hungry that they didn't even have the strength to cry!

Adults and children found some grass seeds from the weeds, but after going back and forth, the victims, there was no green on both sides of the post road, and the whole mountain was bare.

"God wants to take people... God wants to take people... I will jump off the cliff and die, I will not die here..."

"We have already started eating people... If one starves to death, eat one, and we can't even keep a whole body... I don't want to be eaten, and I will leave a whole body even if I die!"

The old man was so hungry that he couldn't walk, desperately climbing up the hillside. He wanted to jump off the cliff, but the villagers who fled together at home pulled him and refused to let him climb up.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them coldly, and everyone knew that there was no care for their relatives in the eyes of the so-called villagers.

They watched the dying person just a piece of meat that was about to be enjoyed!

It’s not okay to jump off the cliff. Wouldn’t this piece of meat be wasted?

When a person is so hungry that he is blue, he will not call him human at all. The instinct of a beast will crush all human nature!

Everyone is numb, no one stands up to blame, no one persuades, everyone looks at everything in front of them indifferently!

Maybe the next one is myself. Today I eat people, tomorrow I eat me, God has opened the door to hell, and everyone lives like evil ghosts.
Chapter completed!