Zhang Liu hid at the edge of the woods, his heart beating fiercely.
Too cruel!
These hateful Lu Bujun even want to chop up refugees, they are so heartless!
If he hadn't run so fast, he might have been hiding under the sword.
For so long, even if he encounters the most vicious soldiers and horses, he will scare them first and then find a way to drive them away.
But these soldiers of Lu Bu's army refused to speak and spoke directly with their swords.
Zhang Liu swore that even if he was given two bowls of porridge, he would never attack Lu Bujun's victory again.
Moaning sounds kept coming from the woods. They were the people who had just been injured by the evil Lu Bujun and managed to escape.
It's a pity that even Taishan's army was dispersed, and all the food in the camp was snatched away by Lu Bu's army. Now, even if I want to drink seven grains of porridge and water, I'm afraid it's gone.
Zhang Liu looked at the crowd of refugees around him, feeling suddenly sad.
Although the Taishan Army does not regard these people as human beings, when they attack the enemy camp, they will give everyone some food to keep them hungry.
Now that Taishan's army has been dispersed and their food has been taken away, what should we do in the future?
Could it be that this forest belongs to me...?
Zhang Liu's thoughts had just turned to this point when suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance. His heart suddenly lifted and he hurriedly turned his head to look.
When he saw the costumes of these cavalrymen clearly, Zhang Liu's face turned pale with fear, he stood up and ran towards the woods.
Several soldiers from Lu Bu's army galloped over on horseback. When they saw someone in the woods, they suddenly shouted.
"People inside, listen, Marquis Wen has an order and I feel sorry for you, so a porridge shed has been set up in front of the military camp. If you don't want to die, hurry up and get the porridge."
The soldiers of Lu Bu's army ran wildly by the woods, shouting loudly, and then ran away again.
Zhang Liu heard the sound of horse hooves getting farther and farther, so he stopped, turned around and looked, and found that the soldiers did not rush into the woods. Then he felt relieved and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
So suspenseful!
If they were caught up by these cavalry, they might not be able to save their lives.
Zhang Liu took a few quick breaths, relaxed a little, and began to think about what had just happened. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he remembered what those soldiers were shouting just now.
"Put the porridge in?"
Could it be that I heard it wrong?
Just when Zhang Liu was doubting his ears, a refugee next to him was already trembling and said, "Did you hear it? Did I hear it wrong? They want to make porridge for us?"
Although these refugees were very weak from hunger, they were still extremely sensitive to the word "porridge", and someone immediately nodded and spoke.
"I also heard it. It seems that porridge is really going to be put out, and they also said that porridge sheds are going to be set up?"
When everyone knew that there was nothing wrong with their ears, the whole forest suddenly boiled.
"It's true. We heard it right. They really want to put porridge for us at the entrance of the military camp."
"It's better this time, we don't have to starve to death."
More and more people cheered. My man had barely stood up and was about to set off to get the long-awaited bowl of porridge.
But at this moment, someone suddenly raised a question.
"Could he lie to us?"
"Yes, they were so cruel and merciless just now. They must have lied to us!"
"You're right, they must have tricked us into getting there and then killed us."
"Lu Bujun, you are so cruel. We are all so hungry and you still refuse to let us go."
While everyone was talking, the hope in their hearts was gradually shattered. Some people could no longer bear the blow and burst into tears.
At this time, everyone was so hungry that they were dizzy. If they didn't eat anymore, someone might collapse.
"It's over, we have no hope."
"Oh my God, what should I do? Why doesn't anyone take pity on us?"
Just when everyone was extremely disappointed, the gray-haired old man stood up in the crowd and said sadly.
"I'm getting old, and I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore. If I don't go get something to eat, I'm afraid I'll have to stay here."
"Old Zhangtou, aren't you afraid of death?"
Lao Zhangtou shook his head and sighed, "Everyone is dead, so why not give it a try? If their conscience finds out, my old man can live again."
This ordinary sentence obviously touched the hearts of many people!
Someone stood up and said, "I'm going too. I won't be able to survive either. What can I do if I try?"
"Yes, I'll go too, to try my luck."
"If Lu Bu's army wants to kill us, there's no point in running. We'll be caught by them sooner or later. It's better to try our luck."
The words of everyone also touched Zhang Liu's heart.
Zhang Liu was heartbroken, stood up and said loudly.
"We are just some refugees. What's the use of them lying to us? It's better to give it a try."
More and more people stood up, with tragic expressions on their faces, supported each other, and walked towards Lu Bujun's military camp.
Zhang Liu was so hungry that his heart was filled with hunger. Venus kept shining in front of his eyes. He had not walked very far and was already out of breath from exhaustion.
"Look, the camp of Lu Bu's army is ahead."
When Zhang Liu heard this voice, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and looked forward.
Just at this time, a breeze blew in the face, which immediately shocked everyone's spirits.
“It smells good!”
"It seems like the smell of food!"
"Do they really want to give us food?"
Zhang Liu stared closely at Lu Bujun's camp in the distance. He could vaguely see clearly that there were dozens of large pots lined up in front of the camp.
The steaming heat was rising from the cauldron, blowing toward the crowd along with the breeze.
The aroma of the food was caused by the steam being blown by the breeze.
it is true!
Zhang Liu's weak eyes suddenly opened wide, his eyes full of disbelief.
Just now, they brutally killed these refugees, but now, they are giving them porridge?
what happened?
Aren't these people the Lu Bu army who killed the refugees?
The crowd of refugees, like a tidal wave, suddenly accelerated and rushed toward the camp after smelling the aroma of food.
At this moment, several war horses came running from the camp and rushed in front of everyone, shouting loudly.
"Marquis Wen has ordered that we serve porridge for everyone today. Everyone will abide by the order and form a long queue later. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy."
When the refugees heard the words in front of them, they suddenly became energetic and immediately rushed to get the porridge.
But after hearing what he said next, he remembered how ruthless Lu Bu was, and he was frightened. He no longer dared to crowd, and took the initiative to line up in a long line and walk towards the big pot.
Zhang Liu stood in the middle of the long queue, getting closer and closer to the cauldron, and the aroma wafting in the air became stronger and stronger.
He suddenly discovered that the porridge cooked by Lu Bujun seemed to be more fragrant and the aroma of the grain was stronger.
Gulu!
Zhang Liu looked at the big pot in front of him, and his stomach started to growl.
"Don't crowd, everyone has one bowl. If anyone dares to take the second bowl, he will be killed without mercy!"
I don’t know how long it took, but the people in front of Zhang Liu finally finished receiving the porridge.
Zhang Liu hurriedly stepped forward, holding the broken clay pot in both hands.
Lu Bujun's soldiers mechanically scooped up a spoonful of porridge and poured it into Zhang Liu's broken clay pot.
Zhang Liu nodded gratefully to the soldier, and hurriedly held the hot broken clay pot and walked to a place where the porridge was placed. He squatted down and looked at the porridge in the broken clay pot, and his eyes instantly became moist.
When the Taishan Army ate porridge, there were only six or seven grains of rice each time, but a lot of sand was poured in.
But under the fierce Lu Bujun, the porridge served by the leader, no, can no longer be called porridge, because the porridge in the clay pot is so sticky that there is almost no water visible. This is the real porridge.
Smelling the aroma rising from the clay pot, Zhang Liu took a careful sip, and a wave of heat poured in, making him feel so comfortable that he almost screamed.
Bliss!
Zhang Liu took a deep sip and was about to swallow it when he suddenly felt something was wrong. There was something soft in his mouth?
He chewed it slowly, and a long-lost fragrance instantly bloomed in his mouth!
Could it be?
impossible!
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the side.
"Could it be that there is X in my bowl?"
"Oh, there seems to be some in my bowl too?"
Zhang Liu listened to the discussion coming from beside him and immediately understood that it was not his illusion, but the truth.
He hurriedly took two more sips, and sure enough, he ate another small piece.
Although the X in the mouth is very small, only the size of a grain of rice, it is really fragrant!
Suddenly a whimpering voice came from beside me, "It's been a long time since I've eaten X. I didn't expect that I ate it again today, woo woo."
Zhang Liu was ecstatic, savoring the taste carefully, and his eyes instantly became moist.
I haven’t eaten it in a long time!
After finishing the porridge in a clay pot, Zhang Liu felt warm all over and his heart was full of hope.
Hope, only when you are full!
Although this bowl of porridge still didn't make him feel full, it made him extremely satisfied.
In the past, a bowl of porridge was filled with water and only six or seven rice grains. But now, there is no water and it is all porridge, and there are six or seven X's the size of rice grains in it.
How great it would be if this happened every day!
Zhang Liu took a breath of comfort. Suddenly, his heart moved, and a bad thought arose in his heart.
When the Taishan Army feeds everyone, they always make them cannon fodder.
This time, the ferocious Lu Bujun also gave them food. Could it be that he also wanted to use them as cannon fodder?
Zhang Liu thought of this and suddenly became alert. Is this true?
Savoring the fragrance remaining in his mouth, Zhang Liu suddenly sighed.
Even if they are really used as cannon fodder, so what?
At least, Lu Bujun gave them good food, which was a hundred times better than drinking porridge with only six or seven grains of rice.
More importantly, there is an X that they never dreamed of.
Even if they are used as cannon fodder, it is worth it!
Just when Zhang Liu was thinking wildly, suddenly, there were rapid footsteps at the entrance of the military camp. Soon, a group of dozens of soldiers and horses walked out of the military camp.
Seeing this group of people, Zhang Liu sighed inwardly, knowing that he had guessed correctly. It seemed that he really wanted to make them cannon fodder.
When the troop of soldiers and horses came to the crowd, the leader, an armored general, said loudly.
"Everyone, listen up. Now Xiaopei needs a large number of people to cultivate the land and repair the city walls. If you are willing to go, please come and sign up immediately.
In addition, I would like to inform everyone that I will provide two full meals a day, and there is no salary for the time being. If you are willing, please sign up as soon as possible. "
Originally, the thoughts of these refugees were basically the same as Zhang Liu's, thinking that they would be used as cannon fodder.
But after hearing what this general said, he didn't mean it that way, and he was shocked.
A refugee asked in a trembling voice, "Master Jun, if you let us eat, don't you let us go to war?"
The general turned his head and looked at the refugee, his eyes full of disdain, and he sneered, "It's a big joke that even you guys want to go to war. If 100 people can't support one of them, it's not enough for you to go." of food.
This general tells you that people like you are only worthy of going back to farming. "
Hearing these words, Zhang Liu could hardly believe his ears.
Not to be cannon fodder, but to farm!
It’s farming!
He was originally a son of a farmer. He had been wandering for so long and had not farmed for a long time!
Thinking of really going to sow the land, Zhang Liu suddenly burst into tears at this moment.
Although the fierce Lu Bujun was on the opposite side and showed no mercy to the refugees, at this moment, he seemed to feel at home.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"That's great, you still have to take care of our two meals!"
"Master Jun, I am willing, I really am willing!"
In just a moment, the sound of crying could be heard among the crowd of refugees.
The general sneered disdainfully, "A group of cowardly guys only deserve to go back to farming. If you are willing to go, come and sign up quickly."
After speaking, the general turned and left.
The crying among the refugees became louder. They were not crying in sadness, but in joy.
They thought that the moment they left the land, they would never go back to the past in this life.
Now it's like a dream, I can go back to farming and still have food to eat.
More and more people raised their hands and spoke loudly.
"I do!"
"I would like that too."
…
In the large tent of the Chinese army, Lu Bu sat in the middle and asked slowly, "How is the situation with the refugees?"
Chen Gong hurriedly stepped forward and handed over his hand, "General Hao has just asked, and everyone is willing to go to Xiaopei."
Lu Bu nodded with satisfaction, "Then send them back."
Chen Gong suddenly said, "Marquis Wen, after this battle, the refugees were scattered and fled. Why don't we send troops to search everywhere? We should be able to find many people back."
Zhang Liao hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Marquis Wen and Changxi have been defeated, but the main force is still there. Our army still needs to be careful."
Chen Gong frowned, "If we don't send troops, what will happen to the refugees?"
Zhang Liao thought for a while and asked, "Can you mobilize some people from the refugees and let them find the scattered refugees and then bring them to Xiaopei?"
Hearing this suggestion, Lu Bu nodded, "That's good. At least we don't have to occupy our troops. Let's do it this way."
Cheng Lian suddenly said, "Marquis Wen, what should we do about Chang Xi? Why not take the initiative and eliminate it when it is not prepared?"
Lu Bu pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Immediately send someone to inquire about Chang Xi, and as long as there is a chance, we will eradicate him completely."
