"Brother Ma is right, it is indeed like this." After Ma Wu said this, Hong Zhen immediately felt at ease.
"Well, it's just a matter of time. Let's go and eat quickly! Otherwise, we will still be hungry after others have eaten all the food." Ma Wu swallowed the saliva that poured out of the corner of his mouth again.
"good…"
As the men in green battalion uniforms put the food they had brought on the ground, the Qing army prisoners nearby immediately swarmed up.
At this time, the bandit-suppressing troops in red clothes on both sides drew their knives and shouted at the Qing prisoners who were swarming up: "Go back and line up, the food is enough for you." Whoever dares to cross this line to rob or jump in line, don’t blame me for not being polite to you."
After saying this, the bandit suppressor used his knife to draw a line on the ground about three feet in front of the food, and then continued: "These meals are given to you by the benevolence and righteousness of the King of Han Dynasty. You can eat whatever you want." Queue up front to get it. You can get it if you are not full, but one thing is that it must not be wasted. Otherwise, even if the King of Han is kind and will let you go, I will not let you go. Do you understand?"
"yes…"
At this time, only a few weak voices answered him vaguely.
"Are you fucking deaf? Or are you all full and don't need to eat anymore? If so, I will go back and report to the King of Han immediately, saying that you are already too full at noon and don't need to eat anymore. . Now I ask again, do you understand everything?" When his words did not receive a response, the red-clothed bandit suppressor immediately became furious.
"Yes, I understand." This time, the voice was unusually neat and loud.
"Okay, now let's put the food on the table. You all should get in a fucking line." After saying that, the red-clothed bandit suppressor nodded to the people guarding the food buckets.
As the red-clothed bandit suppressor finished speaking, several teams quickly formed in front of where the food barrels were placed.
Although the queue was not neat, no one dared to jump in line. After all, the words of the red-clothed bandit-suppressing army were placed there, and even soldiers had to weigh the consequences of jumping in line.
There are a lot of people queuing up, but the food is served very quickly. Especially for rice and steamed buns, the two teams are separated and done at the same time, making the speed much faster.
Soon, Ma Wu received a portion of rice, and then went to the side where the dishes were distributed to receive the food.
There are two types of dishes, one is stewed dried fish, and the second is braised chicken and soybeans.
Dried fish may have fish bone spurs, which Ma Wu doesn’t like. So his natural choice was cured chicken and braised soybeans.
When I think of braised chicken and soybeans, the thick oily water is poured on the white bowl of rice.
Thinking of the taste, Ma Wu couldn't help but lick the saliva that accidentally flowed from his mouth.
Soon, Ma Wu came to the almost full bucket of cured chicken and stuffed soybeans. The greasy aroma wafted out, making Ma Wu want to reach out and take out a handful of food from the bucket and have a good meal.
But reason told Ma Wu that this must never be done.
At this time, Ma Wu held the bowl of rice in his hand and said, "Please give me more juice to pour on it, thank you!"
"Who are you? Brother Ma Wu?" At this moment, the waiter did not serve Ma Wu immediately, but asked with a surprised look on his face.
Hearing this voice, Ma Wu immediately put away his thoughts of being intoxicated in front of the delicious food. He looked up and saw that the person standing in front of him was Zheng Rong.
"It's me, are you Zheng Rong? Are you really Zheng Rong? Great, I thought you were dead. It's great to see you." Ma Wu said excitedly, even the food in front of him All ignored.
"It's me! Brother Ma Wu, I thought you were dead too. It's great to see you." Zheng Rong also replied happily.
"Weren't you still with us before? Why have you become a rebel now?" Looking at Zheng Rong holding a spoon in his hand, Ma Wu couldn't help but wonder.
"Well, I'm not a bandit suppresser yet. Although I also want to join them, it's not that easy. It's a long story!" Zheng Rong replied.
"That…"
Just when Ma Wu wanted to ask something else, he heard a voice coming from behind him.
"Brothers ahead, if you want to talk about old times, you can talk about it later. Even if you don't want to eat, we still need to eat!"
"Yes, yes, hurry up and get food! We are still waiting to eat!"
…
Because they saw that Ma Wu was very familiar with Zheng Rong, the people behind him did not dare to say too much, so they had to offer kind words.
"Oh, it's my fault. I'm sorry, brothers." Ma Wu turned around and said to the people behind him, then left with the food.
After everyone has finished eating and packed their things. Zheng Rong then came to Ma Wu and came into contact with Ma Wu.
At the same time, while it was still early, the bandit-suppressing army called on their group of captive soldiers to pick up shovels and help bury the bodies of the dead Qing soldiers.
Taking advantage of this time, after communicating with Zheng Rong, Ma Wu finally understood the whole story.
It turned out that Zheng Rong was lucky. He was knocked unconscious by the air wave of the artillery shell when he entered the battlefield in the second round. Later, the Qing army withdrew, and Zheng Rong was rescued only when the bandit suppression troops came to clear the battlefield.
Zheng Rong was not the only one who was rescued, but also the bandit-suppressing army who burned the main land. But because the injury was quite serious, he was sent to the rear for relief.
"Zheng Yong, if what you say is true, this group of rebels, oh, they are not a bandit-suppressing army, but they are really a group of benevolent and righteous troops." Ma Wu couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, they are a group of truly benevolent and righteous troops, the Han royal divisions who rescued us Han people from the Manchu slaves. And they also said that after this battle is over, we captives can leave if we want to, or if we don't want to leave. You can stay and fight with them to conquer the Qing Tatars and restore my Han family's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains." Zheng Rong replied with a longing look on his face.
"Are you leaving after the fight?" Ma Wu asked.
"To be honest, I wanted to leave before. But now I don't want to leave. I also want to become a real hero like them. The blood of the Han people is also left in me, and I also want to contribute to the Han family's thousands of miles of history. , and fight so that the children of the Han family can stand upright and not be bullied by the Manchus." Zheng Rong looked proud and yearning as he spoke.
"Zheng Rong, did you let them feed you the soup? Is it because there was something wrong with the food they gave you?" Ma Wu asked confused.
"Ma Wu, there are some things you don't understand. Maybe you will understand when you get older. Now I just hope that I can pass their assessment and join them in the future." Zheng Rong replied nonchalantly.
