"Uncle San is indeed worthy of being extraordinary. Being able to live is undoubtedly a huge fortune for the farm!" Zhang Yi bowed again and said respectfully to Uncle San: "The insect storm has been revealed now. Although other places have not noticed it yet, it has only happened in the past two days. According to the current situation, although Master Sun is already developing drugs to deal with locusts, no news has been heard now. As you mean, what we need to do first is to protect ourselves!"

"Yes, that's the reason! I personally experienced that disaster in the thirteenth year of Daye. Refugees were everywhere, and there were millions of floating corpses!" The third uncle's eyes were bright, his face was full of admiration, and he fell into deep thought as he thought of his past tragic experience. He seemed to have unconsciously revealed his jealousy when he recalled the painful experience in the past, and murmured: "To this day, I still remember that the refugees at that time were blocked from Baqiao to seven or eight miles away. Even Jingyang County had 70,000 to 80,000 people. As long as they saw food, they would stuff them into their mouths regardless of whether they were raw or cooked...

At the end...the grassroots, tree bark, and even Guanyin soil were eaten up, and they started eating people! On the streets and on the roadside, if you are not careful, you can rush to four or five hungry people with bright eyes and shining eyes to drag you into the grass, and you will bite you the most..."

At the end, the third uncle actually had a fearful face, which scared everyone so much that they couldn't help but get goose bumps on their bodies.

"Then...what should we do?" Hearing guilty, a thin man immediately asked in the crowd.

The scene suddenly became strange, as if the air was condensed, making people feel very uncomfortable. At this time, no one spoke at all, and they stared at my third uncle with big glasses.

"What should I do? Haha!" Uncle San smiled bitterly, and he lifted his upper body's clothes, and three centipede-shaped terrifying scars appeared on his waist, saying, "What else can I do besides fighting hard? He Dada's mother was almost dragged away by the group of beasts. These three scars were left by me when I was passing by!"

As he said that, the third uncle sighed again, put down his clothes before gritting his teeth and said, "Let me listen to you. Don't be kind to you when you meet refugees in the future. Those are beasts! beasts!"

The third uncle was very serious about the word "Beast". Needless to say, everyone could guess that the old lady in his words was probably soft-hearted back then and wanted to help those hungry refugees who were in danger.

Zhang Yi thought about it, since ancient times, there have been remarks that refugees are bandits.

When a person is hungry, he will not think of the so-called human nature? He will not think of the so-called etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame? Even the saints have said that if they have enough food and clothing, they will not know etiquette. From this we can see that human nature is not as beautiful as imagined. His greed and evil faces are definitely enough to make people scare.

"They still... really... dare to eat..." The man started to tremble as he spoke, but he still didn't say the word "yi".

But even so, everyone understands what he means!

"Dare you, what's there to be afraid of?" The third uncle suddenly stopped and his whole body was like a sharp sword unsheathed. He was still in a deep state of old and murmur. He swept away in an instant and said loudly to everyone: "So the most important thing for us now is to store grain and store everything that can be eaten. Then he selected all the people in the village who had been a military soldier before, and then enriched the young and strong people. He should practice martial arts and prepare the guys. When he reached the last step, even if we fight hard, we can't let those beasts enter the village to harm people!"

As he said, he pointed to a man not far ahead and said, "Lao Wu, you have been a team leader before. I will leave the safety of the village to you. As long as you don't have to work, you will be sure to choose anyone you want!"

"Don't worry, third uncle, there are many brothers in our village who have been in the mansion. Although we have been working at home for the past two years, we have not lost all the effort. Even if we have a guy, we will probably have to buy some things!" Lao Wu immediately agreed and put forward his own request.

When it comes to guys, they naturally refer to weapons. For Zhang Yi, it is nothing more than money. He said immediately: "Tell me the weapons and if there are any requirements, they will be raised. The third uncle said right, preventing problems before they happen is something our Zhuangzi must do. Although things are not bound to happen, it is necessary to prepare first! You will go to Lao Zhong later, and you will be able to say whatever you need!"

There are scenes of refugees siegeing the city in history. Zhang Yi was very impressed by the above description, especially the several civil war changes in the late Ming Dynasty. The SLR refugees siege all flowed into blood. Compared with the cities, villages with almost no resistance, the outcome will be even worse. Refugees will not give up because you are also a farmer. They will only treat these people more cruelly in the same class as them but live better than them.

Of course, Zhang Yi was not afraid. When Feng Ang reported his merits, he took the route of generals, so when he became a viscount, he had the right to be a hundred personal guards. Although there were not many people, if they were all veterans who had experienced the battlefield and had their teeth-armed outfits, in Zhang Yi's opinion, it would be not difficult to deal with a team of refugees with only a thousand people.

After all, the so-called fierceness of refugees is actually only aimed at the people. Without the organization and assistance of those who are interested, they are just poor lambs.

Just imagine when a group of hungry wolves rushed into the flock, even if the lamb had sheep horns, what awaited them was the fate of being massacred. What's more, Zhangjiazhuang was not the most important thing for Zhang Yi. As long as he was willing, he could take Jiaxiao directly into Chang'an City. As long as he was fine, he would care about others' death?

"Young master, I looked at the situation in the field carefully just now. Do you want to let someone release ducks and clean up the bugs in the field? Although it will ruin some crops, it is better than being harmed by these jumpers. These things can grow a lot every day!" Lao Zhong rushed over from behind and pointed to the south and said to Zhang Yi: "Look at that chestnut field, many leaves have been gnawed out of many gaps. If I let it go, I guess it will not take long for the sprouts to be eaten!"

Looking around the old clock's pointing, you can see the little locusts that can only jump from afar, just like raindrops, shuttled through the chestnut field. An old man with gray beard was standing in the Kuribata and looked over with a sad face.
Chapter completed!