The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 202
The four gates in the southeast, northwest, and north of Yuanyang City were opened simultaneously in the early morning.

This is the first time after more than a month, the young adults walked out of the city gate again, but this time they will go further.

At the north gate, the suspension bridge was slowly lowered, the soldiers passed at the front, and there were more young and strong people behind.

At the rear of the team, there are still a large number of carriages, which will be used to transport food.

There are almost 200 young and strong people leaving the city at the north gate. In addition to the [-] soldiers and horses who are responsible for protecting them, there is also a guard led by the general banner.

Under such strong protection, the safety of going out of the city can be said to be extremely high.

Holding a sickle, Wu San walked on the official road outside the city, seeing corpses appearing from time to time on the side of the road, Wu San's heart was extremely heavy.

Behind him are a few of his younger brothers. These people want to hide their minds and just look around curiously.

It has to be said that after being locked in the city for so many days, after leaving the city, they can bring them new... strange feelings everywhere.

After walking outside for a while, they saw a wide wheat field in the distance.

"These good places belong to those big men in Yuanyang City. It's a pity that these big men are all dead, and the food is eaten into our mouths instead!"

"Stop dawdling, start cutting the wheat now!" The accompanying officials shouted loudly.

Young and strong people entered the field one after another, and more than 500 people cut together, and the scene was spectacular.

And not far away, there is a small village, which is the residence of the tenants who rented and planted this place before, but it is empty now.

Xiaozhuangzi didn't have a wall, so he couldn't resist the zombies at all. It's not surprising that they were all infected.

In the wheat field, the government servants shouted loudly; "Hurry up and work, whichever team of yours finishes the work earlier, you can rest earlier, and there will be rewards for doing more!"

The soldiers of Bingma Division patrolled around the wheat field, while the royal guards rested in Zhuangzi.

The sun gradually rose and became more and more venomous, and it also made the young and strong people working hard thirsty.

Fortunately, each of them brought a water bottle, so they could replenish water at any time. The servants of the yamen fetched water from the river and boiled water directly beside the official road.

"Third brother, this wheat grows really well. There are at least tens of thousands of acres of land outside Yuanyang City. All the medicines have been taken back to the city, and there will be enough for this winter!"

Wu San nodded. From May to now, Prince Yong's Mansion has indeed maintained the basic survival of the people in the city, so at this moment he also believes that this winter can pass.

Although before leaving the city, Wu San was still worried about the safety outside the city, but he didn't even see a zombie in the morning, which made Wu San feel much better.

"Work hard, harvest more wheat today, and get more food when you go back, so that your mother can eat enough!"

"Okay, third brother!"

The two of them buried their heads and mowed forward, quickly leading the others, and harvested a long section forward.

"Third brother, look at this wheat, each grain is full... just pull it up with your hand, and it will be a handful of grain!"

The voice of these words was not loud, but Wu San was still taken aback.

"How about... Let's take some home secretly? Put it in your shoes, no one will find out!"

"Shut up, you kid is dying?" Wu San reprimanded in a low voice.

After the younger brother was reprimanded, he stopped talking and continued to work hard honestly.

Hundreds of people were busy in the field, and within an hour, more than a dozen carts were filled with wheat.

Under the escort of the government servants, the loaded grain was transported away along the official road and directly pulled into Yuanyang City.

The north city was harvesting wheat, and the south city was no exception, but a group of young men among them were brought into the forest, and they were chopping down trees with axes.

If harvesting wheat is tiring, cutting down trees is even more tiring.

The construction of military vehicles requires very strong trees, which are not easy to cut down, and preliminary treatment must be carried out after they are cut down.

All these tasks consume a lot of labor, and it is not enough for ordinary young adults to do this.

In addition to cutting down the trees and taking care of them, they also need to carry the wood to the car, and the cut branches have to be taken back to be used as firewood.

In addition to cutting trees, you also need to cut bamboo. Bamboo is the raw material for making bamboo armor, and this thing is also essential.

The four directions of Yuanyang City, southeast, northwest, are in full swing of labor at the moment.

Carriage after carriage passed through the official road outside Yuanyang City, bringing cart after cart of supplies into the city.

As the old saying goes, there is grain in hand and there is no panic in your heart. When you see carts of wheat entering the city, the hearts of the people in the city will be more stable.

Even if life is a little bit harder, as long as there is hope, the people will be able to support their lives.

Soon, the whole morning passed, and a lot of wheat had been piled up in the major warehouses established in the southeast and northwest.

Now it was the turn of the young men who stayed in the city to work. Their task was to remove the grains from the wheat, which was much easier than the work outside the city.

But strictly speaking, there is no saying who takes advantage and who suffers, because the two groups of people come in rotation.

The sun was in the sky, and the young and strong people outside the northern city were all staying in the Zhuangzi outside the wheat field.

Here people go to the empty house, which is suitable for resting. After all, people can't be used as livestock, and they have to eat when they want to rest.

At the moment in the wheat field, Fang Tong was walking casually in it.

He stayed in the Zhuangzi all morning, and at this moment he led people to let the Zhuangzi out, so that these young adults could have a place to rest.

Looking at the patrolling soldiers in the distance, Fang Tong said slowly: "Send someone to tell those hundreds of households not to keep patrolling nearby, but to go a little further away!"

Although Fang Tong is only the general banner, because he belongs to the guard of the palace, his status is higher than that of the hundred households of the Bingma Division.

"Yes, I'll go and tell them now!" The little banner officer at the side replied.

"Also, let our people disperse too. This large wheat field has hundreds of acres, so we should search it again...don't make any trouble this afternoon!"

"Yes!"

In fact, Fang Tong would rather go to the front line to kill zombies than work as a bodyguard in the rear, because accidents are too easy.

Fang Tong continued wandering in the wheat field after his subordinates gave the order to go.

At this moment, a small flag officer accompanying him saw the straw in the field, and his expression suddenly became suspicious.

He squatted down, picked up the straw, and said in surprise, "My lord, look at this..."

Following the sound, Fang Tong only glanced at the stalk, and a gleam of coldness appeared in Fang Tong's eyes.

It turned out that the top of the stalk was bare, and there was not a single ear of wheat that should have been there, which was obviously pulled off.

Holding the straw in his hand, Fang Tong sneered and said, "It seems that someone has eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!"

Once this kind of thing is discovered, it must be severely punished.

But he glanced around and said: "You said, could it be our people who did it?"

"My lord, we have never been in short supply of food, including the soldiers and horses, so there is no need to do this!" A small flag officer replied.

Nodding his head, Fang Tong said coldly: "Well, you go and send someone...bring those young men out, and I will interrogate them myself!"

(End of this chapter)