Moving toward the east of Yangzhou Prefecture at a speed faster than riding a horse, Shazhou is located on the shoreline between the East Sea and Jiangnan. As long as he can see the sea, even if Qin Yuesheng isn't familiar with the roads, he can successfully find Shazhou, so he doesn't need to specially find someone to lead him.
Beside the road, a group of refugees dressed in ragged clothes, carrying pots and basins, with faces full of sorrow, were pulling children, women, and the elderly heading towards Yangzhou Prefecture.
However, the journey is long, and everyone is emitting a sense of exhaustion, their spirits and energy have reached the utmost limit.
A child looked at the elderly holding his hand with dim eyes and couldn't help but say, "Grandfather, I'm hungry."
"Hold on a bit longer, when we arrive at Yangzhou Prefecture, we'll have food to eat."
