SFS Chapter 919 Demolishing Bricks and Building Walls
Chapter 919 Demolishing Bricks and Building Walls
Old Zhuang and Sun Yue had always trusted her regarding their journey to escape famine.
After all, in terms of experience in fleeing famine, the two of them combined don't have as much as Lu Qingqing.
The group immediately made a decision.
However, although they didn't set off immediately, the four of them didn't stay idle.
They started packing up their things in advance.
In addition, the amount of feed given to the horses was increased.
The long journey ahead will inevitably take a toll on the horses, who will have to pull the cart and carry the people.
Feed them more food in advance to build up their strength so they can withstand the challenges ahead.
During the few days that the four were preparing to leave, the whole village was very busy.
After discussing it with Bai Song, Uncle Wu decided to give up on making adobe bricks.
After all, making mud bricks on the spot and then waiting for them to dry takes too much time.
So, the two decided to dismantle the bricks of the shops on the front street.
There are many shops on the front street, and each shop is divided into a front yard and a back yard.
The bricks removed from the demolition site are definitely enough to build the village's perimeter wall.
Therefore, over the past few days, large numbers of villagers and soldiers have been arriving every day.
Go to the front street to dismantle the bricks and then transport them back.
I don't know how many times I go back and forth every day.
But just as everyone feared, the weather got warmer day by day.
The number of migrants coming to Fushan Town is also increasing.
Although this group of refugees was not as fierce as those from winter.
But they would loiter around the village entrance and the main street every day, begging for food whenever they saw someone.
The villagers were afraid that someone inside might be ruthless and would harm them, so they were somewhat apprehensive about these refugees.
They were very cautious whenever they approached.
This seriously affected everyone's ability to work.
Left with no other option, Yan Xu had to arrange for more than twenty soldiers to stand guard nearby.
Whenever refugees approached, soldiers armed with weapons would rush forward to drive them away.
Fortunately, the refugees ran away after being frightened.
But both Uncle Wu and Bai Song had some concerns about this.
If this situation continues, it's only a matter of time before we're attacked.
In particular, Yan Xu returned to report that day.
He said that when he was on duty today, he counted the number of refugees on the front street. In just a few days, the number of refugees had reached two or three hundred.
This situation surprised both Uncle Wu and Bai Song.
It should be noted that the three groups of vicious refugees before only numbered four or five hundred in total.
That number was accumulated over almost an entire winter.
If people continue to come at this rate, they will soon be at a disadvantage.
After much discussion, Uncle Wu and Bai Song decided that they had to make a change.
The current brick-removal work involves spending most of the time removing bricks.
It was even common to see villagers building walls at the village entrance waiting for bricks empty-handed.
So far, of the three entrances to the village, only the wall around the small road to the north of the village has been built.
The remaining bricks were not enough for both the east and west sides of the village.
After discussing it with Uncle Wu, Bai Song decided to work day and night.
Every day, except for the two hours of midnight and 1-3 AM, everyone goes back to rest.
The rest of the time, the villagers and soldiers worked in shifts.
As soon as the bricks for the front street were delivered, the people at the village entrance immediately began construction.
Two days later, the wall at the east end of the village had been built up to knee height.
The villagers are exhausted from the high-intensity, long hours of work these past few days.
Even Qin Lang, who is usually in good physical condition, felt tired, not to mention the others.
But no one dared to suggest taking a break and rebuilding.
After all, every day when I went to the front street to dismantle bricks...
Those eyes, like those of a starving lone wolf, stared intently at them, making everyone feel as if they had thorns in their backs.
That sense of urgency motivated several women from the East Wing who came to the Sunflower Garden to work tirelessly day and night.
But what you fear most often comes to pass.
That evening, Yan Xu and Lu Qingqing went to the courtyard on the front street that hadn't been completely demolished.
Yan Xu, who was at the front, was holding a torch and talking to Lu Qingqing.
Suddenly I heard a noise in front of me, and before I could see clearly, I felt something coming straight at my face.
In a moment of crisis, Lu Qingqing kicked the person away.
A brick grazed the spot where Yan Xu had just been standing and hit the ground.
Yan Xu, who had been kicked away, rolled twice on the ground.
As soon as he regained his footing, he began to draw his knife.
At this moment, a large group of refugees rushed out from behind the wall in front.
Their weapons were quite rudimentary, mostly sticks or even bricks that they found anywhere.
But the ruthlessness of starving people is something that villagers and soldiers who have no worries about food and drink can't match.
In the rush, Lu Qingqing only had time to draw the long sword from her waist to fight.
The light was extremely dim tonight; if you were a little too far away, you couldn't make out anything.
As a result, she could no longer use her best skill: the bow and arrow.
Fortunately, she had been practicing martial arts whenever she had free time recently.
He didn't slack off in martial arts either.
She fought and retreated, and when she had a moment of respite, she went back to the carriage and took out the gong.
Following the previously agreed-upon rhythm of encountering danger, they started knocking.
He struck the gong twice in a row until he heard a response from the village, then he put it down.
At this moment, the sounds of fighting and screams continued all around.
She threw the gong onto the cart and charged forward again with her knife.
At this moment, the villagers who were on duty at the village entrance heard the commotion and quickly started banging gongs to summon the villagers.
Qin Lang, who was originally on duty at the village entrance, was also extremely anxious.
He told the person next to him and rushed towards the front street.
Before long, Bai Song and the others also rushed to the village entrance.
After leaving the soldiers to guard the house, he led the rest of the men to the front street.
On the front street, Lu Qingqing blocked a blow that came crashing down from behind.
Then the blade suddenly turned and plunged down, violently stabbing into the man's abdomen.
He spun around fiercely and then kicked the person away.
Yan Xu, who had just fought alongside her, was now cornered by the refugees.
She was about to be buried by the refugees when she reached for her waist.
A grenade was pulled and thrown.
With a loud bang, the vagrants around the grenade exploded and were blown to pieces.
After killing the refugees who had ambushed them last time, Yan Xu had discussed the use of the grenade with Lu Qingqing.
Upon hearing the explosion, they knew it was a grenade.
He took advantage of the moment when the refugees were stunned by the bombing to escape.
After getting close to Lu Qingqing, he didn't even have time to say thank you before picking up his knife again and starting to fight.
Not everyone has the skill and luck of two people.
During the battle, villagers and soldiers were frequently wounded or killed.
When Qin Lang rushed over, he saw a chaotic scene of fighting.
Smelling the strong stench of blood in the air, he anxiously searched for Lu Qingqing in the crowd.