Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Li An stood in front of Zhou Huai, looking at the disaster victims around him solemnly: "Sir, I will clear a path for you, you go first, I will teach these ruthless people a lesson today."

As he spoke, the long sword turned over, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Li Ang's face, making him a completely different person from before.

"Leave? Master Zhou is still thinking of leaving at this moment? What a joke," the scarred man sneered. He waved his hand and hundreds of people came out from behind him, surrounding the master and servant in several layers. The man laughed sarcastically and spat out a word coldly: "Go."

Just as everyone was preparing to charge forward, a group of well-trained soldiers came out from the side with a fierce and murderous aura. Although there were only twenty of them, their aura was so strong that it actually shocked hundreds of men under the scarred man.

"Zhou's army!" The scarred man glared at Zhou Huai: "I knew that Mr. Zhou, who is always careful, would never surrender. You even called the Zhou's army here. Do you think I'm afraid?"

A voice came from the disaster victims: "Don't be afraid, there are so many of us, we can delay them to death. As long as we kill Zhou Huai, the gates of the city will be opened to us, and we will have food and shelter. Even if you don't want to think about yourself, think about your family members and children."

These words instantly brought the scattered people's hearts together, and they were no longer afraid when facing the outer soldiers.

Zhou Huai's face suddenly darkened, and his half-closed eyelids concealed the cruelty that flashed across his eyes: "Since you insist on being accomplices to the tiger, don't blame me for being merciless."

As soon as Zhou Huai finished speaking, the soldiers on the periphery drew out their swords and rushed towards the crowd with unstoppable momentum.

The scarred man and his men also rushed towards Zhou Huai with swords in hand, but were instantly entangled by Li An.

Blood splattered everywhere for a moment. The victims had the advantage of numbers. Even if Zhou Huai had strong generals, it would take a lot of effort. What's more, everyone was targeting Zhou Huai, so Li Ang was under particularly great pressure.

When the two sides started fighting, Song Shiwei just sat up, put away the interest on his face and looked down seriously.

Among the victims, there are only a few bandits who can fight, and the man with a scar is the leader. It is estimated that the man with a scar is not an ordinary bandit. He has his own methods in fighting, and it is obvious that he has seen a lot of blood.

Several bandits entangled Li An, and the soldiers were also besieged by hundreds of disaster victims, so there was no one by Zhou Huai's side for a while.

The scarred man laughed hideously upon seeing this, and rushed towards Zhou Huai with his long knife in hand. He chopped at him with the knife, but Zhou Huai dodged it with difficulty.

The scarred man was visibly stunned when he saw this, but after he came to his senses he burst into laughter again and his attacks became more intense.

Song Shiwei stood on the tree with her hands folded, frowning as she watched Zhou Huai not only not make a move but instead dodged the scarred man. It was extremely difficult to avoid his figure, and it was a little funny for a moment.

The scarred man gradually lost his patience, and while Zhou Huai was dodging, he raised his foot and kicked him to the ground. He carried the long sword on his shoulder, with a mocking smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou, you are quite good at hiding. You are a man to have been able to hide from my sword for so long. But today you are destined to become the soul under my sword. Only your blood can sacrifice to my son's spirit in heaven. Goodbye, Mr. Zhou."

As he spoke, he raised his long sword and slashed at Zhou Huai's face with a smile of impending success on his face.

Li An, who was entangled, was about to burst into tears: "Young Master."

The soldiers roared in deep voices: "Young Master."

Even when facing life and death, Zhou Huai's expression remained calm, with only the depths of his pupils shrinking for a moment.

A man in white suddenly appeared, with his sword unsheathed, and a flash of silver light passed by in the rain.

The scarred man, who was still excited the moment before, had blood lines on his neck the next moment, blood splattered everywhere, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, splashing mud, with a hideous smile on his face until his death.

Everyone stopped at the same moment and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in horror.

Li An was instantly relieved when he saw Song Shiwei.

The soldiers didn't understand what was going on, but they looked like they had survived a disaster.

Zhou Huai sat on the ground with his hands on his back, staring blankly at the familiar figure in front of him.

Song Shiwei watched the rain wash away the blood on the sword before turning around. He smiled at Zhou Huai's stunned eyes and said, "I just realized that the son of a dignified general, the eldest son of Zhou, who is so proud and self-respecting and a master of military tactics, is actually a weakling."

With his long eyebrows slightly raised, his cold expression was like the first clearing of winter snow, and in the blink of an eye, it became a little warmer. Zhou Huai looked at Song Shiwei with a frown, and slowly smiled: "Sorry to make you laugh, Qingyuan is good at literature but not martial arts, but I, your younger brother, have inherited your father's true teachings."

Song Shiwei glanced at him, then looked at the people on the field who were pointing knives at each other. His smile faded, and he stepped on the chest of the scarred man. He looked straight at the angry people in front of Li An, tilted his head and looked innocent: "Since when did the bandits dare to be so blatant."

Several people's faces changed instantly.

The eyes from all around were like sharp swords attacking the bandits.

Zhou Huai endured the pain in his waist and stood up. He walked to Song Shiwei and stood side by side as if nothing had happened. He looked at everyone with a gloomy face and a cold look: "Anyone who participated in the riot today will be killed without mercy."

"Yes."

The response was deafening.

Song Shiwei's figure teleported in front of Li An like a ghost, and cut the throats of the bandits with a sword, but Xumi left behind several corpses.

After dealing with these people, Li An finally returned to Zhou Huai with peace of mind, his eyes filled with concern: "Sir, are you injured?"

Zhou Huaiyuan wanted to say that he hurt his waist, but when he noticed Song Shiwei's vague gaze, he straightened his back and waved his hand calmly: "No problem."

"Then I will go and deal with those people first. Sir, please wait a moment."

Song Shiwei helped them solve the problem of the troublesome bandits, and the remaining victims were already feeling regretful, so naturally they were not able to make any move.

Song Shiwei walked up to Zhou Huai and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "I remember this guy seemed to kick you, are you really okay?"

Zhou Huai's expression didn't change at all: "I'm fine. Thank you Shi Wei for saving me today. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died here."

Song Shiwei pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "You didn't bother me about Ru'er's matter before. This time, just consider it as a repayment for your help that day. Master Zhou, take your time to pack up. I'll leave first."

Zhou Huai turned around and stared at Song Shiwei's leaving back. After a while, he gently moved his gaze away and suppressed the undercurrent surging in his eyes.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate naturally saw Song Shiwei saving people. When they saw her coming, they spontaneously stepped aside, leaving an aisle, and then tacitly saluted her with their fists clasped.

Song Shiwei walked into the city calmly.

"Sir, everything has been handled. These bodies will be dragged away and burned soon. However, there are still many victims who were not involved in this incident and are waiting for your decision," Li An returned to Zhou Huai and reported in detail.

"Not being involved doesn't mean they don't know. Doctor Xu and others are wholeheartedly saving people without asking for anything in return. They are to blame for this ordeal. In that case, let them fend for themselves," Zhou Huai said, turning away.

Li An looked back at the disaster victims who were kneeling on the ground begging, gritted his teeth and followed Zhou Huai.

The people in the city knew about the disturbance the next day. Unable to leave the city, they spontaneously went to the city gate and pointed at the victims and cursed them. It was very lively for a while.