"This slave has thanked the master for his kindness. The master has been kind to the slaves, and the slaves must repay him with death..." At this time, Bilule, Muza and the other three people kowtowed to Eji Hemule and said.
"Okay, I don't want you to die, as long as you can help me complete the task well, I will definitely report it to the court after I come back and reward you based on your merits." Eji Hemuler encouraged.
"Hey, I have thanked my master for cultivating me, and I will definitely fulfill my mission." Hearing this, the three men nodded their heads again and thanked them.
Looking at the excited and expectant looks of the three people on the ground below, Eji Hemuler couldn't help but nodded. Then he walked to the desk on the right, picked up the brush on it and wrote three pieces of paper on the rice paper laid out on it.
"All three of you, get up! I have already approved this food for you. You can just take it to the logistics people to collect it." Eji Hemuler held the three pieces of paper he had just approved in his hand. He handed it to the three of them and said.
"In addition, I have also approved some drinks for you, and you are allowed to drink some under special circumstances. However, you are not allowed to get drunk. Eat and drink enough, and I will set off early tomorrow morning."
"Come on, I thank my master."
Bilule, Muza and the other three people stretched out their hands and respectfully took the note from Eji Hemuler. After kowtowing and kneeling in thanks, they slowly stood up. stand up.
"Please remember, as long as you can complete the task well, you will certainly get the credit." Eji Hemuler reminded him again.
"Master, don't worry. Even if the slave loses his head, he will not forget his words." Bilule, Muza and others did not dare to show any slightness and quickly replied.
"Okay, you go! Get up early tomorrow morning and let me set off." Eji Hemuler waved his hand and sent the three of them away.
"Hey, slave, please leave!"
After saying that, Bilule, Muza and the other three people saluted Eji Hemuller again, and then slowly exited Eji Hemuller's camp.
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The night was not completely dark yet, but the moon was already bright in the sky.
The bright moonlight fell down, as if covering the entire land with silver frost. Although this light is not comparable to the strong light of fire, it is enough to see things and people.
A nice night, promising another hot day tomorrow.
Since the curfew time had not yet arrived, the Eight Banners Cavalry garrison where the Qing army was stationed was as hot as the sun during the day.
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"Five leaders, six six six... you lose, come on, drink..."
Amidst the laughter, a cavalryman who won the guess raised a bowl of wine and handed it to the loser, shouting that he drank it.
"Uh... No, I can't keep feeding you like this. I'll eat some meat pad to cushion my stomach before drinking with you." The cavalryman who lost the guessing game burped and said.
While he was talking, he picked up the chopsticks that were left on the table, picked up a large bowl of meat slices in front of the chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and then took the piece of meat. The winning cavalryman handed him a drink, and he swallowed the mouthful of meat with the bowl of wine.
"Well, that's good... Gaman, come and let's continue." The cavalryman who guessed the loser shouted to the cavalryman who guessed the winner with a satisfied look on his face as he was fond of the sweet and delicious food and wine.
Looking at the satisfied look on the face of the cavalry who lost the guess, the cavalry who won the guess also picked up the chopsticks, picked up several pieces of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it hard for a few mouthfuls and then swallowed it with a drink. Go down.
"Haha...Majia, think I'm afraid of you. If you come again, you will lose. Come..."
"Five leaders...six six six..."
"You lost again..."
"…continue…"
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In contrast, the Green Camp garrison, which was only a few feet away from the Eight Banners Cavalry garrison, looked deserted.
Why?
Because the Eight Banners cavalry were drinking and eating meat, and the drinking order was being held before the meal, it was naturally very lively.
In contrast, the Green Camp soldiers only ate some simple staple food leftovers for dinner. Meals without oil and water will consume energy very quickly. In order to save some energy in case they are hungry in the middle of the night, they have to be quiet. Either lie down and sleep, or sit in groups by the fire and chat about home affairs.
A gust of night wind blew by, bringing with it the aroma of wine and meat from the Eight Banners Cavalry camp.
"Hungry...gu..."
A hungry cry came.
At this time, several Green Camp soldiers sitting around the campfire chatting looked at the man who was screaming with hunger.
This Green Camp soldier was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and was in the period of growth. As the saying goes, "Young man, you will eat me to death." You can imagine how much energy he needs.
"Gouba, are you hungry again?" An older Green Camp soldier next to him stretched out his hand and touched the head of the young Green Camp soldier and said with a caring look on his face.
"Uncle, can you please stop calling me a dog boy? I have a name, Li Yuchun. The fortune teller said that I have the same name as a general, and I am a person who does great things." The young green soldier named Li Yuchun had a look on his face. He said seriously to the older Green Camp soldier.
"Hungry...gu..."
Perhaps because of Li Yuchun's excitement, another cry of hunger came from his belly.
"Bullshit, you just love to listen to the nonsense of those fortune tellers. If a name can have such a big effect, why do I, Li Sangui, get rich? What about the general? If you were the general, why would you need to starve here? It should have been long ago. Drinking wine and eating meat like them. My General Li." Listening to Li Yuchun's words, Li Sangui ridiculed him completely angrily.
"Come on, eat this! When I was eating this afternoon, I guessed that your kid would be hungry tonight, so I left it for you." Although Li Sangui verbally teased his nephew, he always treated him with dignity. good. As he spoke, he took out a rice ball wrapped in wrinkled paper from his broad pocket and handed it over.
"Hey, Lao Li, you are nice to your nephew! Do you have any more? Give me one too." Another older Green Camp soldier by the bonfire said jokingly.
"Hey, Lao Zhang, if you want to recognize me as your uncle and nephew, I may consider leaving one for you next time." Li Sangui replied pretending to be serious.
"Go away, you still want to take advantage of me, be careful if I do it to you." Zhang Qinian, the older Green Camp soldier, said pretending to be angry.
"Haha..." Then, they saw the two of them laughing happily.
At this time, Li Yuchun took the rice ball wrapped in wrinkled paper from Li Sangui with both hands.
Opening it slowly, you can see the rice balls on the rice balls, which look so tempting.
PS: Holding the steamed buns in my hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish. It's a pity that the subscription is bleak, please support and vote!
