At Baimajin Ferry in East County, hundreds of refugees were just crossing from the north bank to the south bank when they met a group of soldiers wearing leather armor.

A leader in black armor pressed his sword across the ring. The long and narrow scars on his face looked particularly ferocious. He pointed at the wet crowd and said: "We are the sergeants under Commander Liu of Yanzhou. We have been ordered to come to greet you. Please don't

Don't be alarmed. There is porridge and water five miles ahead. You can rest for a while and then go south to join the imperial court."

When the refugees heard about such a good thing, they were overjoyed and said, "Thank you so much, Ambassador Liu!"

The Liu family has a good reputation in the north and south of the Yellow River, and Liu Qizhi's reputation in Yanzhou is so great that the refugees have no doubt about him.

Less than five miles later, in a valley, there was indeed porridge and water. The refugees dragged their families south, and their entire possessions were only a few pieces of wheat cake.

There were other refugees taking a rest in the valley. Nearly two thousand people crowded together, chanting Liu Qi's kindness.

"Mi Dianjun, this group of people is almost done and can be sent back," said a soldier next to him.

The general with the scar on his face nodded.

But at this moment, a soldier rushed over and said in a low voice: "Zhao Jun from Baima City discovered us. Eight hundred cavalry are coming, and we can't meet for more than ten miles!"

The surrounding soldiers were stunned and looked at Mi Dian's army.

The other party is on foot and cavalry, they meet less than ten miles away, and they have refugees with them, so it is difficult to get rid of them.

Mi Dianjun snorted, "They have 800 infantry and cavalry, and our white-horsed Southern Army has more than 530 people, which is enough for a battle. Send the order and hang up the black cloud and red flag. Let's see if they have eaten the courage of the bear's heart and the leopard's courage!"

This group of troops is the Southern Army that was transformed from the White Horse Begging Army.

The name of Mi Dian's army is Mi Jin. He is the Black Cloud General Li Yue personally appointed. He followed Li Yue all the way from Black Cloud Mountain. He has seen the scenes of mountains of swords and seas of blood. Now that he encounters this kind of crisis, it is nothing in his eyes.

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After being reorganized into the Southern Army, the Beggar Army was no longer what it used to be.

Equipped with leather armor and well-trained, they are worthy of the Zhao army.

The cities in the counties and counties of Yanzhou belong to the Zhao army, but outside the cities, they belong to the Southern army. The wells and rivers on both sides always do not interfere with the rivers.

However, as the refugees moved southward, Dongjun, which lay across the south of the river, became the first choice for refugees to cross the river. Liu Qi, the governor of Yanzhou, also recruited the refugees and sent them to Lujun.

After a while, a blood-red black cloud flag rose in the valley.

The thirty-seven southern armies in Yanzhou territory all have such a flag. The flag is in the presence of the people but not in the flag, and the organization is cancelled.

It has always been regarded as a treasure by the generals and commanders.

Mi Jin led his soldiers to place deer antlers at the mouth of the valley. Behind the antlers were spears like teeth.

The red flag with black clouds behind it lifted the spirits of all the Confederate soldiers present. In the past, the beggar army was scattered, but now they are all united under this flag.

After killing the enemy, they could go to Chenliu in exchange for land based on their military exploits, which made the soldiers full of expectations.

Although there are abandoned fields everywhere in the wild, there are no land deeds. No matter how fertile these abandoned fields are, they are owned by the surrounding officials and powerful people.

When the fields are left vacant, no one cares about them, but once they cultivate them and the crops mature, people from the government come to visit...

Call——

A few war horses neighed, and Zhao Jun arrived in a blink of an eye.

However, when they saw the black clouds and red flags in the valley, no one dared to move.

Liu Qi was the governor of Yanzhou, but Li Yue was the shepherd of Yanzhou. He beheaded Liang Du in one battle, and killed King Yan Shi Bin in another battle. Everyone in Yanzhou was shocked.

Although Li Yue's power was limited to the three counties of Xingyang, Chenliu and Jiyin, his reputation became more and more prosperous as time went by.

Zhao Jun in Yanzhou is fighting against Yanzhou Mu, so naturally he feels sad.

"Come and die!" Behind the antlers, a Confederate soldier roared crazily.

The Zhao troops looked at the red flags in the valley, then at these bloodthirsty Confederate troops, then turned around and left.

"You eggless coward!" Nan Jun yelled from behind, laughing wildly.

The people in the valley were a little confused, but looking at the rising black cloud and red flag, someone finally recognized them, "You, you are not Liu Shijun's people?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the refugees picked up their packages and wanted to leave.

But unexpectedly there was a loud shout, "Anyone who dares to move will be beheaded!"

Mi Jin raised his knife and stood in front of the refugees. The scars on his face made him look even more ferocious. Behind him, six or seven armored axemen looked fierce.

The black cloud will kill people without planning on the battlefield, and it will gather heavy evil energy on its body. Once it breaks out, it will be extremely frightening.

The refugees were all shocked.

"If you want to live, follow someone. If you don't want to live, just sign up!"

"You, you guys..."

The refugees hesitated, but in the end they lowered their heads and did not dare to resist.

More than two thousand people were driven south like this.

The Confederate army had already set up camps along the way. Baima was not far from Chenliu, and within two or three days, they entered the boundary of Fengqiu.

The entire Fengqiu has already been crowded with people, including refugees from all over the north.

There are still more than a dozen bloody heads hanging on the city walls, which are said to be those who escaped and were recaptured, or those who incited the refugees to cause rebellion.

Several hundreds of soldiers patrolled the crowd with knives, dividing the refugees.

Compared to the Confederate soldiers who sent them, these soldiers were even more fierce, and they stared as if they were looking at dead people.

There used to be many tyrannical people among the refugees going south, but now no one dares to touch them.

Not long after, people from the Black Cloud Army came to lead them.

After walking for half a day, there are rows of makeshift huts. Although they are a little dilapidated, they are still places to stay.

The refugees were thus placed in Chenliu territory.

Fengqiu is just a microcosm. To the east, there are more refugees gathered in Chengyang, Shanfu and other places. A stream of people holding black clouds and red flags are sent back to Chenliu from Dongping Kingdom and Lu County.

However, none of the Zhao army's cities along the way dared to move.

When the Great Migration just started, Li Yue, as a Yanzhou shepherd, said, "Whose territory has trouble with the refugees under Heiyunchi's banner, whose city will be massacred and retaliated by the Heiyun Army."

The Black Cloud Army has long been known as a vicious force, and people from all over Yanzhou did not dare to move. They huddled in the city and watched helplessly as the refugees headed west.

The refugees are a huge burden to them. After all, they have tens of millions more mouths to eat.

Zhao Jun in various counties thought of plundering, but never thought of taking them in.

Liu Qi of Dongjun also led five or six thousand cavalry out of the city to do something, but as soon as he left the city, there were traces of black cloud cavalry in all directions, so he had to return to Yuncheng again.

The continuous migration of people has given the ravaged Chenliu a glimmer of hope.

Li Yueren was in Chenliu City, and all kinds of news from the scouts came to him like flakes.

With General Heiyun as the backbone, the Southern Army was established. Within ten days, 70,000 to 80,000 refugees were sent back to Chenliu for resettlement.

There is also bad news. The refugees knew that the Black Cloud Army was arresting people in Yanzhou, so instead of passing through Yanzhou, they headed south through Qingzhou.

The scout battalion has followed up and tried to bring back as many people as possible, but many people have slipped through the net. The forces of Heiyun County have just established a foothold in Yanzhou and have not yet penetrated into Qingzhou.

"General, Sikong's 20,000 cavalry have arrived at Lu County!" the scout reported.
Chapter completed!