Late Ming Dynasty: Refugees Can Also Start a Prairie Fire

In the third year of Chongzhen's reign, the Yellow River burst its banks. Two acres of thin farmland owned by Zhao Zhuzhu, a tenant farmer in Caozhou, Shandong, was swallowed up by the yellow water. The remaining half a bag of grains was forcibly confiscated by the landlord's family. The moment the hoe saw blood, he took Wang Shitou, a boy from the same village, and fled into the Yellow River tidal flats, only to find that in this marshland, people died of hunger everywhere, and the officers and soldiers "cleared the tidal flats" like slaughtering dogs. In order to survive, they crashed into the "Gangzi Camp" where refugees gathered, and followed the former postmaster Wang Er to learn "grain hunting" - robbing the landlord's fort, avoiding the pursuit of the government and the army, and dividing the surviving grain on the tip of the knife. But Ganziying was not a home. The fists that divided the spoils, the iron hooves of the officers and soldiers, and the people who went their separate ways during the collapse crushed the word "survival" to a bloody pulp. On the evening when Shopkeeper Wang Er was shot and killed by an arrow, Zhao Zhuzhu looked at the dozens of pairs of hungry eyes behind him and finally understood: In this troubled world, if you want to live, you can't just run; if you want to lead people alive, you can't just rely on robbing. The water on the Yellow River beach was still rising, and their path had just left the first bloody mark in the mud.