Chapter 37 Section 8 Refugees

"When you look at the Middle Earth, the whole west of the Middle Land, the Western Regions, is already devastated. Dozens of towns in the Western Regions have been swept away by the soldiers and horses of Jiang Jun, the high priest of the Middle-earth, leaving only a few. Now, that is, several places in the west of the Western Regions, are still under the protection of our soldiers and horses. However, there is a problem now, which is inevitable.

The voice of Xiaohuo.

The military government controlled by the Western Regions is located in a forest in the west of the Western Regions.

This is the study of the military government, where Zhang Boqing is located.

After Xiaohuo's words were over, he stayed where he was and stopped talking.

In the study, in front of the small fire, Zhang Boqing wandered back and forth, restless.

His face was also anxious.

"I know that so many refugees cannot be resettled. Among these people, the majority of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. However, the armies in these towns need supply, and there is no longer enough food and fodder.

Zhang Boqing shook his head helplessly.

It turned out that under the pressure of the troops of the high priest Jiang Jun, many towns in the Western Regions had been lost. The people in these lost towns were killed and injured, and the remaining people could only flee to the west and keep fleeing.

In an instant, Zhang Boqing opened a map above the wall of the study.

This map is obviously very old. It seems that Zhang Boqing has observed the map very frequently these days.

Xiaohuo's eyes were also placed on this map.

A map shows all the towns in Middle-earth.

Located in the west, there are dozens of towns in the Western Regions.

However, it can be clearly seen that there are only a few towns left in these Western Regions, which are under the control of Zhang Boqing's troops.

Even in the whole Middle-earth, there is only a small part of the town under the control of the royal family.

cannot be regarded as the control of the royal family. It can only be said that the sphere of influence of the general of the middle palace who is attached to the royal family and loyal to the royal family is already in danger.

"Look, in the east of Middle-earth, Dongzhou, 56 towns, under the tenacious resistance of General He Yuanding, the great general of Dongzhou, there are still 30 towns left, and there are only seven towns left in our western region." Zhang Boqing said worriedly.

Xiaohuo nodded and said, "Yes, it is a miracle that General He is really old and strong, and can strictly guard against death, leaving more than half of the town."

Zhang Boqing continued, "Our seven towns are all located in the west, which can be regarded as a land of barbarians. If we retreat to the west, we will enter the wilderness."

The look of the little fire was also gloomy.

The west of the Western Regions is a wild land, which is an extremely backward black witch mountain in the eyes of the Middle-earth people.

People in the Middle-earth only know that in the Black Witch Mountain, in addition to a large area of primitive mountains, there are some extremely wild people.

These people, without civilized, are really a beast-like species in the eyes of the Middle-earth people.

"We are far away from General He in Dongzhou, which can be said to be isolated from each other, while the south and north are already under the control of the evil man of the high priest, and the middle palace is also controlled by him. Emperor Gaoyang is like a puppet. What should he do?"

said Xiaohuo.

Zhang Boqing didn't say anything and still kept wandering.

The words of Xiaohuo are exactly what Zhang Boqing is extremely worried about.

"What did Your Majesty say?"

Suddenly, Zhang Boqing looked at Xiaohuo and asked.

"Me?"

Xiaohuo was a little surprised and looked at Zhang Boqing.

"Don't you have any news from Your Majesty?" Zhang Boqing asked.

Xiaohuo shook his head and said, "The carrier pigeon hasn't come back for ten days."

Zhang Boqing's look changed!

"Ten days?" Zhang Boqing looked grim!

"Yes, my lord, ten days have passed. I don't know what happened to the carrier pigeon. If we also lose contact with your majesty..." Xiao Huo said in panic.

Zhang Boqing stretched out his arm and waved it. Soon, Xiaohuo stopped talking.

"Forget it, we can only continue to wait. If the carrier pigeon still doesn't come back after 15 days, make plans!"

Zhang Boqing said.

"What does the adult mean?" Xiaohuo asked.

"I'll go out in person, please surrender."

Zhang Boqing pondered for half a sound and finally stood still. Looking at the small fire, he looked extremely firm, but in this firmness, he could still see a little helplessness.

The little fire couldn't help taking a step back!

"Adult••••••"

Xiaohuo didn't expect that Zhang Boqing would make such a decision!

"We--if we do this, isn't it••••••"

The little fire was shocked and asked in a hurry.

"There is no other way. If the carrier pigeon doesn't come back, then there is no doubt that the carrier pigeon is controlled by evil people." Zhang Boqing said.

"However, my lord•••••" The little fire was anxious.

"Needless to say, there is nothing we can do. Now, there are so many deaths and injuries and so many refugees that we need to deal with. What can we do? If we continue to resist stubbornly, and your majesty has no news, we can be sure that we can't have reinforcements. How can we support it without reinforcements?

Zhang Boqing said.

"In this case, Your Majesty - What should Your Majesty do?"

Xiaohuo said.

Zhang Boqing shook his head and said, "Well, you leave temporarily and go to the Middle Palace."

Xiaohuo thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes!"

Zhang Boqing looked at Xiaohuo and said, "You must be careful and cautious when you go to the Middle Palace this time."

Xiaohuo nodded firmly. He knew that the current situation in Middle-earth was very severe. There were high priests everywhere. Once there was anything wrong, the consequences should not be underestimated.

"You should set off immediately and act in secret." Zhang Boqing said.

Yes! My lord!"

As soon as the fire worshiped, he turned around and left the study of the military palace.

Zhang Boqing stood still, looked at the figure of Xiaohuo, and quickly disappeared. After a moment, he slowly turned around and shouted, "Come on!"

"Yes, my lord, what can I do for you?"

Outside the study, several servants immediately came up.

These servants, dressed in uniform and with swords, are extremely serious.

From the dress of these servants, it can be seen that even the servants are waiting for them.

It can be seen that it is so rigorous and serious that the current situation can be imagined.

"Go down and order the military compound to be opened."

Zhang Boqing said slowly.

"Adult, this•••••••"

These servants moved their faces and didn't understand.

"Isn't it inappropriate for so many miscellaneous people outside, my lord?" These servants are obviously worried.

"Well, needless to say, now, so many refugees have no shelter, will they be displaced? Come on, just do what I say!"

Zhang Boqing waved his hand.

"Yes, my lord!"

I don't know how many people there are in the large refugee team outside the military government!

Outside the military palace, it's all like this. What will it be like in other places?

unimaginable!

These refugees are ragged, dirty, skin and bone connected, thin and weak.

The high round platform of the military government is the point for training troops to gather.

Now, the one who appears on the platform is Zhang Boqing, a man in white.

His eyes looked at the whole military palace!

In his eyes, there are large houses and a continuous flow of people pouring into the military palace.

These are all refugees!

"Alas--"

Zhang Boqing sighed and said to himself, "The people are not living, and they are devastated everywhere. What have I done now after ten years of hard work? So many people suffer so much•••••••”

Speaking of this, Zhang Boqing couldn't help closing his eyes and his face was full of sadness.

When night falls, the lights gradually dissipate.

There are not many lights left in the whole military government.

In usual, the lights here are bright, but in order to save grain and firewood, only some lights that have to be lit can be lit.

After all, we still need to be vigilance.

There is no safe place. The whole Western Region is already in the army of the high priest.

"How long can these towns last?"

Zhang Boqing suddenly turned around and heard this voice.

A man in a white robe appeared on the stage.

The martial arts are extraordinary, and the eyes are dazzling.

The eyes are like a torch!

"Mr. Guibo!"

Zhang Boqing smiled faintly and said.