The quarrel broke out again, and the people were either silent or thinking.


    Iron pillar''s words are frank and straightforward, and every sentence is true, but they are mixed with strong resentment.


    "Iron pillar! How dare you!"


    A fierce drink broke out from the silent crowd. The young man with a paper fan showed his sullen face and pointed to the iron pillar,


    "A man in the countryside dares to discuss the outline of the court!"


    "King gaisuwen enlisted the people for the sake of the country and the country."


    "The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have arrived, and the bones are black. The King City has been reduced to scorched land and the border has been occupied. What about a small home?"


    Words came out, and a sigh came from the people''s city.


    "Li Xiucai, what you said is reasonable."


    "But those of us who have been digging and living on the land for generations can''t eat white rice without young farming and labor harvesting?"


    "You, in a landlord''s family, you have a hundred hectares of fertile land and a wealth of money. If you give some money, you can offset the labor and military service. We poor people can''t do it."


    The old man turned his head slowly and took a look at the boy in gorgeous clothes.


    "You, born rich and without mud, naturally don''t understand the hardships of US farmers."


    "It''s a long time without saying the death and injury of labor. The harvest in the farming season can''t catch up with the city. The crops are rotten in the fields. They work hard in the daytime and sneak back to busy farming in the evening. How many people are killed in our village..."


    The old man said, and muddy tears rolled down.


    "Hey! Speaking of it, who doesn''t want to be patriotic and love home? But we don''t want to live well..."


    "Speaking of it, iron pillar has helped a lot of people in our village these years. It''s his own choice to go."


    "The old man said some fair words today. Don''t blame him. Everyone has their own aspirations. Let him go. He hit the nature whether it''s a dragon''s pool and tiger''s den or a paradise."


    The villagers are not ferocious people. After listening to the old man, many people breathe a sigh of relief and don''t point out.


    The boy with a folding fan snorted coldly, and a touch of displeasure flashed across his face.


    This is to rely on the general situation of the family and bully one end of the iron pillar. I didn''t expect this time to resonate with so many people.


    With a brush, he put away the paper fan, stamped his feet angrily, picked up the folding fan and nodded in the direction of the hut.


    "You can''t teach a child."


    Boom.


    Faintly, the voice of the surging wind and cloud came out, very subtle, as if in the horizon.


    Someone first heard the sound and looked up at the sky.


    In the clear sky, the sky was as blue as a wash, and there was a trace of thunder and rain under the scorching sun.


    When I lowered my head and listened attentively, the voice beside my ears was clearer.


    It seems that at the next moment, the villagers'' faces are slightly white, and their eyes looking at the entrance of the village suddenly become frightened.


    "It''s cavalry! It''s conscription! They''re coming again!"


    A reminder like a heavy hammer struck in the hearts of every villager, and the terrible memory in the memory was excavated again.


    A, dressed with a long gun in hand, rudely broke into the house and dragged out the children, disturbing the whole village.


    "Run!"


    The shouts of horror exploded into the crowd.


    In an instant, the crowd scattered, and the villagers who ran a little slower heard the sound of Horseshoes at the head of the village.


    The next moment.


    A helmet tassel jumped into the eyes, the cloak turned, the cold blade dragged obliquely, and rushed straight towards the village.


    "The captain has an order. Everyone assemble in the open space! Those who dare to disobey will be dealt with by military law!"


    The angry cries hovered over the village, and soldiers with weapons galloped between the villages, quickly surrounding the whole village like ants.


    In the village, the woman returned to the house, closed the door, hugged the half-aged child and sobbed. No one knew that the growing child would be taken away on that day. The old man in the village sat in the house, dejected and tearful, as if he remembered the scene when the child was abducted.


    In the courtyard, facing the roar and noise, the cattle anxiously scraped their hooves and moo. The sound of the dog''s bark turned into a whine in the sound of the knife, and there was no sound in a moment.


    At the time of incense, all the villagers stood in the spacious open space. The captain, who was the first to recruit troops, glanced at the stumbling crowd in front of him and flashed a touch of displeasure in his eyes.


    "So many people? What about the young and strong?"


    The number of conscripts pressed up above is terrible. I had to come to Anqing so close to conscription, but the scene in front of me is not satisfactory.


    The old man was carrying a basket of eggs and limped up.


    He pulled up a smiling face on his haggard face and said something to the school captain.


    "Jun ye, the village is short of money. I have a little gift and hope to accept it."


    The sound and figure on the horse''s back ignored Li Zheng, waved over the bamboo basket, and a whole basket of eggs fell to the ground and fell into a pool of yellow soup.


    A grumpy cry came from overhead.


    "Those over 50 will stay, and the rest will be exiled!"


    Li Zheng was a little flustered. He grabbed the knight''s arm and hurriedly said.


    "Junye, stop your anger!"


    "Leave us some strong people. The harvest time is coming..."


    Before the words fell, the boy with a fan walked slowly, took out a drum bag from his cuff and handed it to him.


    "Jun Ye is more accommodating..."


    Glancing at the purse obliquely, the school captain took it down, weighed it in his hand, and looked at the scholar with a sneer.


    The boy holding the fan accompanied his smiling face, bowed his hands and thanked him again and again.


    A moment later.


    In the eyes, the captain''s smile flashed away and turned cold. Suddenly, his neck was cold, and a cold blade was firmly attached to his shoulder.


    The angry shouts rang out at the next moment.


    "Do you think I''m bargaining with you?"


    "Take it away!"