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When the Great Wei Commercial Company entered this area, the ghosts in the wilderness were all activated at once, and they gathered around the caravan one after another.

During these few steps, thousands of people surrounded them. Under the threat of swords from the caravan guards, they did not approach, but followed closely around and moved with the caravan.

This situation made everyone in the caravan feel terrified. They didn't know what happened in Fashen City, and why so many refugees rushed out all of a sudden.

The caravan cautiously approached the Yixiantian Iron Cable Bridge, and in front of it was the Fashencheng barracks stationed at Yixiantian.

At both ends of the cable bridge, the elite troops of Fashen City are stationed. They are responsible for guarding the safety of the cable bridge, and at the same time, they will complete the inspection of entering the city before going on the bridge.

It's probably not the first time that Captain Yi and Manager Fu have come to Yixiantian. The two stopped the caravan, and then strode towards the barracks one after the other.

Steward Fu handed over the customs clearance documents for the caravan to the soldiers in the barracks, and waited for a while before the caravan was allowed to enter the waiting area of ​​the Chain Bridge.

In this wide waiting area, there are three caravans waiting to enter the city.

Of course, compared to usual, the number of these caravans has been reduced by eighty-nine. If it was before, there would be at least twenty caravans waiting to enter the city in this waiting area, instead of only Two or three kittens.

However, the appearance of other caravans also relieved the merchants in the Great Wei caravan, indicating that they were not fighting alone. The so-called plague in Fashen City should not have developed into an uncontrollable situation, otherwise it would not There are other caravans waiting to enter the city.

In fact, for those who understand the ethnic class of the gods, they will be very clear that the residents in the city of God, the residents in the big city, and the villagers in the prefecture are basically three completely different lives.

The residents of Shenminli are superior to others since childhood, not to mention the children of nobles. Even commoners have the opportunity to receive a good education and obtain resources to upgrade their ranks. However, although the residents of the big city do not have as many cultivation resources as the people of Shencheng, Basically, they can live and work in peace and contentment, but the lives of people in villages and towns outside the city are far worse. They usually live by hunting, not only to support their families, but also to bear heavy taxes. Dealing with strange people, it is difficult to have a bright future.

There are very few knight-errants like Wu Hao who can become the lord of a city and the guest of Tianzun God City from residents outside the city, and it can be described as an odd number.

Therefore, in the eyes of these merchants, the plague that the villagers outside the city and the refugees cannot solve may be nothing more than scabies to the inside of the big city and the city of God, and it cannot cause a big wave at all.

"Hey! What about you! Before entering the waiting area, take out some food and distribute it to the refugees!" A soldier from Fashencheng walked up to the Dawei caravan and said loudly.

His request sounded weird and unreasonable, but neither Manager Fu nor Captain Yi opposed it.

"Okay! Thank you, Lord Jun, for your reminder! We will do it right away." Steward Fu nodded and said in a deep voice.

The soldier glanced at them, nodded, and stood aside with his arms folded. Looking at this posture, it seemed that this big soldier wanted to supervise them.

Although he didn't understand it, he went in, but based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, Manager Fu still said to everyone in the caravan: "Everyone, take out the extra food! Distribute it to the refugees, and do some good deeds!"

"The military master of Fashen City is quite kind, but it's a pity that he is generous to others." A middle-aged businessman said with a smile.

Head Yi glared at him and said angrily, "Stop talking! We haven't entered the city yet, so don't be careless!"

The businessman who spoke quickly shrank his neck, not daring to speak any more.

After the caravan entered Fashen City, the manager of the branch of Dawei Commercial Bank in Fashen City came to receive it. That would be the real safety. Before that, they were unwilling to make any small mistakes.

And the closer you are to success, the more careful you must be. This is the attitude that a mature caravan should have.

I don't know how many people have fallen on the slack before the door. This is already too much bloody lesson.

The merchants in the Great Wei caravan took out food one after another and placed it on the edge of the square.

Anyway, after entering the city, they could buy food, so they didn't think much about it, and took out almost all the dry food.

The soldiers of Fashen City carried the food to the edge of the camp. One soldier took out a piece of dry food from the basket and threw it out.

The piece of dry food still hadn't landed in mid-air, and the refugees outside the camp seemed to be crazy, and all of a sudden rushed up, scrambling to be the first, for fear of falling behind.

The piece of dry food was snatched by the fastest refugee, and then he desperately stuffed it into his mouth.

Before he could stand still, he was thrown to the ground by the refugees who rushed up from behind. Seven or eight hands were all drawn towards his food, and some even put their fingers into his mouth, trying to take the food just out of his mouth. Pick out the stuffed food.

Everyone pushed him to the ground, and someone kicked him hard on the chest and abdomen. The refugee who snatched the food first was kicked unconscious, and the dry food he had just swallowed was vomited out, and the corner of his mouth was fingered. Torn, dying.

The soldiers in the camp seemed to ignore it and continued to throw food outside.

Every piece of food caused looting. The refugees did not dare to snatch the caravan, let alone attack the camp, but they dared to snatch food from their companions' hands or even their mouths.

This scene is very similar to a group of goldfish being kept in a pool. As soon as there is food, they will immediately flock to it and compete for food.

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Lu Menglin and Duanmu Qingyi also saw this astonishing scene, and they both frowned.

"Aren't they bullying people like this? Why don't they distribute food to those refugees?" A young guard in the caravan couldn't stand it anymore and asked with a frown.

His question is also the question in the hearts of many people present.

"Don't talk too much! One more thing is worse than one less thing!" Leader Yi also frowned, but reminded his subordinates aloud.

"They are not teasing people, but there is not enough food! We shouldn't hand over the food." Duanmu Qingyi shook his head and sighed.

Only then did everyone understand, could there be a food shortage in Fashen City?However, more and more refugees gathered outside the city. If they didn't know that they couldn't make it to the sky, they might have entered the city by now.

These Fashencheng soldiers guarding the sky, in this way, can actually ease the emotions of the refugees and give them a little hope, so that they will not take the risk and directly attack the barracks.

Once that happened, the trade route would be cut off, and even if the refugees couldn't make it to the sky, the barracks on the side of the chain bridge would probably be finished.

Duanmu Qingyi saw through this matter, so he came to such a conclusion.

"We have to enter the city as soon as possible! It's getting more and more dangerous outside the city!" Duanmu Qingyi frowned.

These few words of hers were actually meant for Manager Fu, she was with Master Wu Hao, no matter what happened, she would be safe and sound.

Sure enough, when Manager Fu heard this, he left in a hurry and ran to the barracks again.

He should be trying to find a way to clear up the relationship and let the Great Wei caravan enter the city as soon as possible.

After a while, I saw Manager Fu came back dejectedly.

"How is it?" Head Yi asked hastily.

Steward Fu shook his head and said, "No way! They are tight-lipped and don't accept benefits. They must wait for five caravans to enter the city. They say this is a death order from Shangfeng, so don't disobey it!"

After hearing this, everyone felt depressed again.

After a while, some people's stomachs even started to growl with hunger. The sun was hot and thirsty, and they were still very hungry!The merchants in the caravan were not in a high mood, only the guards could still maintain a sense of normalcy, as expected of a well-trained team.

At this time, a few people from another caravan on the square came here unsteadily.

"Yo! I said he looks familiar! It turns out that he is really Guanshi Fu from the Great Wei Commercial Bank!" The person who spoke looked a few years younger than Guanshi Fu, wearing a felt hat and leather jacket, and wearing two-legged hair. With a mustache and a bong in his hand, he said with a cheerful smile while puffing.

The person who spoke also looked like a business manager in a caravan. Beside him stood a young man with a haughty face, wearing a dark green God of War armor, and holding a dark black sword in his hand. Judgment Blade, that posture alone is chilling.

Needless to say, this young man with the Judgment Blade is probably the head of his caravan guard.

It is also the head of the guard group, who is holding a magic weapon, but on the side of Dawei Commercial Bank, the head Yi not only can't get a magic weapon in his hand, but also has a limping leg. Was compared by others.

When Manager Fu saw this mustache, he just raised his eyebrows and didn't intend to talk to him.