But in any military camp, when choosing the location, they must only consider the military importance. As for other matters such as whether they have a back to the wind and whether they can keep warm, they are not at all within the scope of their consideration.
The bastard Zou Yang turned around and went to eat, but Bakar suffered a lot. It was winter now. Although the two soldiers were wearing iron armor, the lining of the armor was entirely made of sheepskin.
And it's not war time, so they all wear sheepskin jackets. It's true that I haven't felt cold in this short period of time, not to mention that the rules in the military camp are to rotate every half an hour.
Moreover, the two of them had just come out after lunch. The hot broth and a large wheat cake made their whole bodies feel warm after eating.
But Bakar was different. After he accepted this mission, he originally planned that after arriving here, Liu Deng should take care of the meals. The food of the Han people is much better than that of the Huns, especially It's winter.
So he simply didn't eat anything and kept his stomach ready to go to Liu Deng's place for a good meal. But who knew that Liu Deng, a wicked man, would kick people out after a meal and not even care about the meal.
Zou Yang, this bastard, was even more wicked. He specially chose a place for Bakar to catch the wind. Bakar was only wearing a thin leather jacket.
Now he was cold and hungry, and his stomach kept growling. Bakar was getting more and more angry now, especially the smell of food that kept wafting in the air, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
"You two, you two, I haven't had lunch yet. Aren't you Han people said to be a country of etiquette? You should have a meal with me, right? Where is the dining hall? Take me to the envoy!"
Bakar became more and more angry as he thought about it. How could this be possible? Damn, I've been leaving myself here for almost half an hour. I don't care about it in the middle of winter. Isn't this deceiving me?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Envoy. You came unexpectedly today, so your meal was not prepared in the dining hall. Moreover, the general said that you are not allowed to move around casually. Please don't embarrass us two. I'll trouble you, Mr. Envoy, to continue here. Just wait.”
The two soldiers looked businesslike, and it seemed they were not prepared to give him any convenience.
"What do you mean by this? Are you humiliating this messenger?"
Bakar suddenly roared angrily, but what he didn't expect was that the two soldiers actually pressed their hands on the handles of the knives.
Moreover, both of them had red eyes. It looked like if he said a few more nonsense, he might actually draw a knife and chop him.
"Mom, you're just a Hun dog. If you weren't wearing this messenger's skin, I would chop you up right now."
One of the soldiers stared at Bakar's neck fiercely and said disdainfully. Although Bakar was angry about it, he still did not continue talking.
It's really hard to get angry with such two unknown people. Moreover, this is in the camp of the Han army. If we have a dispute with them at this time, isn't it me who suffers?
As the saying goes, a good man never suffers the immediate consequences. At this moment, he chose to shut up honestly. However, the two soldiers still looked at him with a look of resentment.
After such a fuss, Bakar felt colder and shivering all over. However, the atmosphere became even more awkward, and the three of them could only stare at each other.
Fortunately, about half an hour later, the soldiers who rotated them came up. The new soldiers were indeed a lot friendlier. At least they didn't hold the hilts of the knives in their hands to scare Bakar directly.
Bakar spent more than an hour with such difficulty, almost freezing to death. Finally, Zou Yang, who was full of wine and food, remembered him.
"Lord Messenger, are you just waiting here? You bastards, don't you even think about getting the Lord Messenger something to eat when it's time to eat? Come on, drag me down here, 50 per person. Army stick.”
Zou Yang roared angrily, and immediately several wolf-like soldiers rushed forward and dragged the two people guarding Bakar to the back of the tent. Then they heard a sound of ghosts crying and howling.
It's just that this voice is so fucking fake. Is this the sound of being beaten with a military stick? Why does this sound so ecstatic? Those who don’t know think they are doing something suitable for all ages...
"My lord, the messenger, I'm really sorry. This matter was my negligence. I forgot about it when I got busy just now. I think it's better to do this. The canteen is over there, please trouble the messenger." Sir, please eat something first, we will wait here, what do you think, Sir Messenger?"
Zou Yang smiled with a smile on his face, and then waved his hand. Two soldiers immediately pushed Bakar towards a large tent on the side without saying anything.
Although Bakar was angry, but no matter what, since people said they had forgotten, he couldn't go into details. People on the grassland never waste food.
Besides, he was hungry now, and it would take at least more than an hour to ride back to the military camp from here. This was in winter, and the temptation of a hot meal was still great.
For the sake of food, Bakar simply endured it.
"What are you doing? All the food at Xiangwu has been supplied today. If you want to eat, please come early tonight."
As soon as they entered the tent, they saw several gang leaders scolding and behaving evilly.
"You can't blame us for this matter. This is what the general ordered. My general Zou said that the messenger has delayed his meal time, so please give the messenger some of what you have, and you guys can be accommodating, okay? My general While we are still waiting outside the tent, the two of us will go back to resume our duties first. Sir Messenger, please feel free to eat, someone will come to pick you up later."
After the two of them finished speaking, they hugged their fists at the gang leaders, then turned around and left.
"It turns out you are the envoy. I really feel sorry for you. You also know the rules in this military camp, so now there are only some crude things left. You see..."
A gang leader came up to him with a smile and said apologetically.
"Eat whatever you have, as long as it's hot."
Fortunately, this guy's attitude was quite respectful, so Bakar didn't think much about it.
"Okay, then please wait, Sir Envoy. You'll be ready soon."
The gang leader walked away with a smile, and indeed he was very fast. Less than a quarter of an hour later, several gang leaders came up carrying a large porcelain bowl and a tray.
After just taking a look at the contents inside, Bakar was completely stunned...
