Most of the dead and injured on the battlefield were from Feng Jian’s villages. The women, children and elderly people in the wheelbarrow circle had long been unable to bear it. Seeing that the battle between the two sides stopped, some people cried and rushed towards their relatives lying on the battlefield.

Some people widened their eyes and identified the dead on the ground. When they found that their families died in battle, they rushed forward and cried loudly. Some people directly found the young and strong beside Hu Dadao, crying and hugging each other, and the scene was in chaos.

The leader named Gao from Mozhu Mountain carefully looked at the unconscious Mozhu Tiger and shouted irritably at the chaotic crowd: "Shut up and give you a quarter of an hour to leave here, otherwise I won't recognize anyone with my knife."

Hu Dadao shouted loudly: "Everyone, please carry the dead and injured onto the wheelbarrow, and let's talk about everything when you leave the canyon and arrive at Huluyan."

The shopkeepers at the scene were frightened by the bandits of the Machi Mountains and were at a loss. When they heard Hu Dadao's shouting, the cries and noises weakened.

The injured person, with the help of his family, returned to the wheelbarrow. The family of the deceased carried the deceased and placed it on the wheelbarrow, eager to leave this sad place.

Feng Jian had nothing to do for the time being, so he hurried to the middle between the old and the young. His mother was worried about watching him fighting on the battlefield. Although he was not hurt, he still had to report his safety to his mother first.

Needless to say, Feng Jian is a time traveler. Feng Jian was born in the eastern rural mountainous area in later generations. He is an ordinary farmer who has no power, no money, and no power to change his own situation. The only advantage is that he is a little clever and good at seizing the opportunity.

After graduating from high school, he went out to work with the villagers. Using the money he earned from working outside, he returned to the village to contract 500 acres of barren land and cooperated with the local Academy of Agricultural Sciences to gradually build an agricultural industrial park.

Life is so absurd. Just when Feng Jian’s career was on the right track and planning a bright future, he drank too much and woke up, and after he woke up, his consciousness entered Feng Jian’s body in the Ming Dynasty.

Feng Jian couldn't explain what happened to him even though he was thinking about it... Is this time traveling?

"Existence is reasonable. Time travel and such a popular thing happened to itself, perhaps it was the intentional arrangement of existence in the dark." Unable to figure it out, Feng Jian reluctantly gave himself such an explanation.

In essence, Feng Jian is a person who is unwilling to be ordinary. He believes that most people have extremely longing for power, and he is no exception. Unfortunately, luck makes people beat people. When they are in their thirties, they come to this Ming Dynasty bizarrely in the end of the world.

Perhaps in this era, you can also have different life trajectories, but the first thing is to integrate into this era and into this way of survival.

He quickly accepted what was happening to him and began to think carefully about how to survive in the future...

In this life, Feng Jian devoted himself to the Wang family of Guanxizhuang, 30 miles southwest of the Daze Mountain in Pingdu, Shandong. He had two sisters on it. As the only seedling in the family, Feng Jian has been the object of care for the whole family since he was a child.

The family rented 30 acres of land from Wang Yuanwai's family in the farming farm, barely maintaining the family's livelihood.

Two years ago, the original owner of the body carried water and landed, and accidentally fell into the river. Later generations Feng Jian naturally took over the body.

Later generations of Feng Jian came to travel through time. The two sisters in the family had already married, but only knew that the eldest sister married Lin Dong, the accountant of the Dayou Grain Store in Pingdu City; the second sister married Wu Daliang's family in Wujiazhuang twenty miles away.

The two families of my sister were far away, and my sister's family was not well off and I didn't move around with each other. Therefore, the Feng Jian family was not very close to her two sisters' families.

Seventeen-year-old Feng Jian has become a strong laborer like his father. His mother basically doesn’t have to work hard on the work in the fields. In addition to housework, finding a marriage for Feng Jian has become a big deal in Feng’s mother’s mind.

The land rented by Feng Jian’s family is close to the Jiaolai River and belongs to the intersection of plains and low-lying land. The land here is brown in color and the land is very fertile. In later generations, the soil here is washed by river water all year round, forming river silt, rich in various organic components, which is conducive to increasing crop yield and income.

However, the drought and rain that lasted for several years caused some of the Jiaolai River to dry up. The Jiaolai River was once the Grand Canal that connected the sea route in the Yuan Dynasty and was once glorious.

Until now, riverbeds have accumulated, and the crops in the fields are water-free during the dry season, and large areas of farmland have reduced grain production, and some even have no harvest.

In this era, land annexation was very serious. In Pingdu, about 60% of the farmers' households relied on renting land to live, and could only maintain food and clothing. After several consecutive natural disasters, many tenant farmers could not pay the land to rent food and had to leave their hometowns. Most farmers fled to the peaks of Daze Mountain, reclaimed fields and farmed on the mountains, barely maintaining their survival.

Feng Jian's father worked hard all his life, and his greatest wish was to save a few acres of land for his descendants, so that the whole family could have no worries about food and clothing, but when he was old, he even had a hard time living. After working hard and sorrow, he finally let go.

After that, life at home became more difficult, and the most difficult thing to deal with was that the creditors came to the door to force debts. Because the crops in the fields were reduced, the Feng Jian family owed some land rent to Jia's family, and the family suffered from disaster since then.

A little food stored at home was snatched away, and several hens that my mother had worked hard to raise were taken away, and even a few farm tools at home were taken away as debt interest.

My mother cried all day long and couldn't survive this day. The creditor came to the door to force him to grab him and take him. Feng Jian naturally had to go up and stop him, but a few debt-collectors came up and punched him. He was alone and alone, but he had no choice but to let these people get hurt.

This is the case for all the debt-owed families in the village, and some families of the village households were even forced to hang themselves.

Feng Jian felt deeply saddened. Faced with the pressure of wealthy families in the village, ordinary farmers were really unable to resist. How much did the farmers who lived at the bottom of this era be forced to?

But the desperate merchants cannot starve to death. If they can't survive, then fight and get the opportunity to survive.

The villagers in Guanxizhuang Village contacted secretly and heard that Huluyan, 30 miles away, received the villagers in the village. They did not pay any extra taxes when reclaiming land on the mountain. The farmers had at least food to eat, and there was no usury to come to the door to force debts.

The families in the village who are struggling to survive are preparing to join Daze Mountain together.

On the second day of August of the third year of Chongzhen, the tenant farmer in Guanxizhuang heard that people had arrived in Daze Mountain and was preparing to lead the voluntary farmer family to the mountain to reclaim the fields and farm.

Because of the fear of leaking news, it was blocked by the creditors in the village, many farmers secretly packed up their belongings and rushed to the gathering place outside the village at night.

Feng Jian had already agreed with his mother to follow people from Daze Mountain to climb the mountain to cultivate the fields. He wanted to trust his own strength and the insights of latecomers. As long as he had the opportunity, he would not live worse than others in this world.

In recent years, large areas of fields in the plains of Pingduzhou City have become barren lands and no one cultivates them. This phenomenon is indeed absurd. Large areas of fertile land are not cultivated! A large number of farmers have gone into the mountains to reclaim wasteland and farm!

There are more than 30 famous peaks in the Daze Mountains. In recent years, all peaks have been occupied by people. After occupying the peaks, some farmers began to restlessness. The strong people on the mountain often went down the mountain to rob their families. Gradually, these farmers turned into bandits who specialized in robbers.

Therefore, the merchants gathered in Daze Mountain are called bandits. Unless there is no way out for investment, merchants rarely want to join.

In this regard, the local governments of the Ming Dynasty were powerless and sent troops to attack the peasants who fell into the grass and became bandits. More than 30 peaks on Daze Mountain were occupied by bandits, and they often attacked this mountain. The bandits from several nearby peaks would unite to harass the official army, causing the official army to lose sight of one thing. With the little force of the local government, the ability to harm the people is even more serious than that of the bandits on Daze Mountain. They could not destroy the bandits on Daze Mountain.

After several encirclements and suppression, local officials agreed that as long as the bandits did not go down the mountain to rob the big officials and gentry households and did not go against the government, they would turn a blind eye and let it go. Even if the big officials and gentry households were robbed, they should try to cover them as much as possible. It is not that the situation is everywhere and cannot be cured. Typically, when a monk hits the bell for one day, the near Daze Mountain became a gathering place for riots in Pingdu.

In the early morning of the sixth day of the eighth month of the third year of Chongzhen, all the villagers who were preparing to join Huluyan secretly came to Xiaoxihekou outside Zhuangzi to gather.

At the meeting point outside the village, Huluyan leader Hu Dadao led more than a dozen subordinates to be waiting here.

Hu Dadao came forward to warn every household who arrived in the village that he was not allowed to make noise and bring his own family to the crowd and wait for departure.

The people of Guanxizhuang Village had never been as cautious as they are now. After hearing the warning, they came to the crowd in line to wait. Hu Dadao led the guards to wait for another half an hour before ordering the brigade to light a torch to head towards Huluyan.

After dawn, the team that joined Huluyan reached a forest land and met with another group of people waiting here to escape. There were about 400 people on both sides.

So many people gathered together, which would definitely attract attention. There are more than 20 miles of mountain roads from here to Huluyan. In order to avoid trouble Hu Dadao ordered everyone not to rest, he immediately headed towards Huluyan and tried to arrive at Huluyan around the evening.

Feng Jian pushed his own wheelbarrow and walked silently among the crowd with his mother. Naturally, he felt a little more emotion than other farmers. He thought that he had traveled through time and became a farmer, and now he was about to become a bandit again. He was really helpless.

If you continue to stay in Guanxizhuang, you may be able to live a wealthy life without worrying about food and clothing. Now you are in a maid and have no control of local governments and gentry, and you will have many opportunities for development.

Since ancient times, there has been a style of martial arts among the people in Shandong. Good guns, sticks and boxing skills can be seen everywhere. Feng Jian, who has outstanding guns and sticks in Suizhuang practiced for a long time. When the guns and sticks danced, it was a bosom.

The biggest gain of Feng Jian in the past two years is to develop a strong body through field work and his own physical exercise.

In addition, Feng Jian knew that to protect himself in troubled times, he had to have secret self-defense methods. Later generations were masters of dart throwing, so he used his spare time to make some darts hidden on his body as a means to save his life in critical moments.

Feng Jian patiently polished each dart into a round and sharp edge, tied a circle of thin slivers at the tail of the dart, and applied the surface with his own specially configured poison.

When facing the enemy, a dart was shot suddenly, and the poison on the dart was poisoned in blood, which made it difficult to prevent. Today, everyone escaped from the disaster, thanks to the dart he carefully created to make achievements.

After his father passed away in this life, Feng's mother poured all her love into Feng Jian. Feng Jian deeply understood and was deeply moved by his deep motherly feelings.

My mother was only in her forties, and in later generations it was the most glorious age for a woman to live in. The hardships of life in this era made Feng's mother already full of wrinkles.

The poverty in real life makes it difficult for Feng Jian and his son to survive. Although Feng Jian has many advanced insights, he has suffered from no chance to implement them. Most of the things Feng Jian considered how to deal with the servants who were collecting debts on his boss, where can there be water sources to water the crops in the fields, and how to make his mother have a full meal.

Feng Jian’s mother considered the most about how to support the family and let her son eat more, so she went to the fields to work like Feng Jian every day.

Next to Feng Jian’s trolley, Feng’s mother walked back and forth by the car. She just saw Feng Jian fighting with the thieves in a dangerous situation. Her heart seemed to be tightly grabbed by someone, so nervous that she could hardly breathe. Seeing her son killing several thieves in succession, until the thief suddenly retreated, Feng’s mother’s tense heart was slightly relieved.

After the battle, she knelt on the ground and kept muttering: "Thank you for your blessing, so that Jian'er was safe and sound, the old woman kowtowed!"

Feng Jian quickly walked to his mother and saw her kneeling on the ground and praying for him softly. His heart trembled slightly and his eyes suddenly became wet.

He stepped forward and helped his mother up and said, "Mom, look at your son's body is not injured at all, don't worry!"

"Ah, Jian'er is back. Let my mother see if she is injured." Feng's mother stood up and stared at her son up and down.

Feng Jian smiled and said, "The blood on his body is thief, and I am not injured at all!"

Feng's mother looked up and down, left and right, and then she breathed a sigh of relief after she was sure that her son was not hurt: "It's fine. It's so scary for a few thieves to surround you just now!"

Feng Jian helped his mother sit at the shaft of his wheelbarrow, listening to his mother's nagging with a smile. Finally, Feng Jian said to his mother: "Mom, the tiger was injured by his son's poisonous dart, and only the child has antidote. After a while, Hu Tou will arrange for someone to lead you young and old to leave here first. My son and the leader Hu Tou will stay for the aftermath."

When Feng's mother heard that she could leave her son but wanted to stay, she naturally talked: "Leave the antidote to Leader Hu, just follow the brigade and leave, why don't you know how to cherish yourself?" As she said that, tears fell, "You have to have a few things, how can you live for Wei's mother!"

Feng Jian had to explain patiently: "The antidote was handed over to leader Hu, and they didn't know how to rescue the mochi tiger. The poison prepared by the child can only be removed by himself..."

While explaining to his mother, Feng Jian watched the movements around him. Seeing Hu Dadao arranged the retreat of the elderly and young people, he was walking towards him. Feng Jian reminded him: "Mom, leader Hu is here. You have to be careful when speaking to avoid offending others."

Feng's mother quickly turned around and said casually: "I'm naturally cautious when talking to outsiders!"

Seeing that Hu Dadao had already come to Feng Jian and his son, he bowed to Feng's mother with his fists and said, "Old man, thanks to your Feng Jian today! At the critical moment, the leader of the bandits who shot and grind the cone mountain, we have the opportunity to escape. Feng Jian is the savior of these hundreds of people. I, Hu Dadao, not only want to thank Feng Jian, but also for raising a good son!" As he said that, he bowed his hand and bent down deeply.

Hu Dadao was the leader of more than 400 people. A series of thanks words made Feng’s mother feel at a loss for a moment.

Feng's mother quickly said, "Oh, Jian'er quickly holds up Chief Hu. Speaking of which, my son deserves it. The old woman dare not accept the courtesy of Chief Hu."

Feng Jian hurriedly held Hu Dadao aside: "Captain Hu, don't want this. The villain can't afford it. They are all fellow villagers in the village. Rescuing them means saving themselves."

Hu Dadao clapped his hands and said, "Feng Jian is right. Rescuing them is saving himself! We all should support each other when we get together. Aunt Feng, you don't need to worry. I have sent someone back to the mountain to report the news. Soon people from the mountain village will come to pick them up. The thieves in Mozhushan dare not make any wrong ideas. Lao Hu arranges you to leave first! Feng Jian and I, Lao Hu, will be left without any danger."

Hu Dadao's words were filled with comfort. Feng's mother couldn't continue to get entangled, so she told Feng Jian to go through Shuangfeng Valley with the old and young people around her.

Seeing his mother gathering in the same place, Feng Jian asked, "Captain Hu, how many casualties are here?"

Hu Dadao's face darkened, and he shook his head and said, "Seven dead and eight seriously injured. It seems that there are many dangers, and there are more than ten minor injuries. Alas, they are all these thieves in Mozhushan!"

Feng Jian clenched his hands and sighed: "The bandits in Mozhushan are really crazy. They robbed the merchants. They forgot that they were also merchants in the past!"

Hu Dadao sighed and said, "Everyone can change, and you will understand after going up the mountain for a long time."

After saying that, he turned to observe the scene. The casualties were taken away by their families. He made a gesture to a tall and thin confidant not far away. The confidant shouted: "Don't fall behind, everyone, follow me Jiao Gan." After saying that, he led the way to the outsider of Shuangfeng Valley.

Nearly four hundred people behind him carried their own houses and slowly moved with the charcoal rod. When they walked to the place where the bandits of Moxi Mountain stood, many of them were looking at them with hatred.

The thieves from Mozhu Mountain stood on the side of the valley, looking back at the slowly leaving crowd with fierce eyes, and disdained the hatred gazes at all.

The leader named Gao, Mo Zhushan, stared at Hu Dadao, Feng Jian and others, for fear that they would take the opportunity to slip away.

Feng Jian Hu Dadao and more than a dozen guards of Huluyan remained in place without moving. The young and old escaped from the dangerous place to reach Huluyan. Even if they completed this recruitment mission, the mountain village would inevitably receive rewards. Once these young and old arrived, the mountain village would soon come to pick them up, so there would be no need to be afraid of the bandits who were beaten to the cone.

Hu Dadao grinned and joked: "Feng Jian, look at you, the eyes of the old and the young are different. Everyone knows that it was you who injured the tiger and the people who were able to escape. You, the young and the young, regard you as your benefactor. You speak more effectively than Lao Hu!"

Feng Jian's heart was shocked. Could it be that Hu Dadao was hinting at him and thought for a moment: "When leader Hu lifts up the villain, saving people means he is the only one who is himself. Hehe, the villain still follows the instructions of Leader Hu."
To be continued...