"General, general?"
The sound was far away and near, and seemed to be on the ground and in the sky. Ge Xuanbai felt a dull pain on the left side of his head, which first touched his eyeballs, then went down his neck and into his stomach. His chest was churning, he sat up suddenly and turned sideways, retching several times.
But the feeling of boredom did not lessen but instead became stronger, and the ground beneath him seemed to start to spin. He stretched out his hand to grasp the frozen hard mud to maintain balance, but he soon realized that it was not the world that was spinning, but himself.
He didn't dare to move anymore. While listening to the deliberately muffled and anxious calls beside him, he told himself to maintain this position until the strong dizziness gradually subsided.
Then he cautiously and gently turned his head to look aside, feeling the dizziness coming on him again, but fortunately, it was within an acceptable range.
"How many died?" he asked. "What time is it now?"
"We have about three hundred and ten people in this cellar." A voice said hurriedly, "General, are you okay? You have been unconscious for seven days."
Ge Xuanbai frowned and looked at the speaker, and found that it was Ding Min, a hundred generals of the Beifu Army.
"About?" he asked, "What do you mean approximately? How much is it?"
Ding Min handed over a piece of blood that was as hard as stone: "Many brothers were scattered and imprisoned in other cells. The three hundred and one I mentioned are the corpses that can be found. If there are more than one, it will not be complete. of."
Ge Xuanbai looked at the blood clot in his hand. Ding Min said: "Eat it, General, it belongs to the monster. During the previous uprising, Beijiao's brothers killed a second-level fire monkey. This is the liver of the fire monkey."
Ge Xuanbai knocked off a piece of liver on the ground, picked it up, blew on it and put it in his mouth. The blood on the surface began to melt, and the fishy smell filled his mouth, making him feel even more nauseated. But he suppressed the thought of spitting it out. Because this thing is the first thing he has eaten since January that is not grass blades, grass stems, and grass roots.
Ge Xuanbai slowly sat up and leaned against the wall. He was in a semi-cellar that was nearly a hundred feet long and wide, with no ceiling. There are four such semi-cellars in the Demon Army garrison north of Dangtu Mountain, and more than two thousand people are imprisoned in each one - at least this number was still there seven days ago.
Now Ge Xuanbai looked towards the wall and saw a long row of frozen corpses placed on the ground. They could only be covered with snow and could not be seen to the end.
Seven days ago, he and the other three chief officers in the cellar jointly launched a riot, trying to lead as many people as possible to break out, but failed. In the end, only one high prince was sent away, and now he was not sure whether that prince could survive in the mountains.
The more than 310 corpses beside the wall are the price, and there may be even more corpses in the three cellars in the west, north and south. The people from the Demonic Kingdom returned the corpse...but this was not out of respect for the enemy, but to store food. They know that people will keep the corpses of their own kind until they come to feed again.
This result is because one or several of the dozens of people who were arranged to be slaves next to Rakshasa rebelled. The carefully planned operation that had been brewing for more than a month failed, and there was no longer any hope for people to continue struggling. From now on, these people will become the real meat of the demon army and will never be organized again.
In fact, this is not the most terrifying result - before the incident, I heard that Nanjiao started eating the corpses of his colleagues.
Ge Xuanbai closed his eyes and was silent for a while, then whispered: "How is the morale?"
Ding Min smiled: "One thing must be there first before anything happens. General Ge, don't talk about morale now, even anger is gone. Just look at them."
In fact, Ge Xuanbai had seen it a long time ago. There are now about a thousand people in the East Cellar, and all they can see are masses of heads. But there were so many people, but they barely made a sound. They gathered in twos and threes to keep warm, or stared at the sky in silence, or buried their heads in their knees, or lay on the ground like dead corpses. It was cold, but they seemed to feel nothing.
But just seven days ago, there were many igloos made of snow bricks in the east cellar. Now the igloos were destroyed in that riot, but no one has the time to rebuild them.
Ding Min added: "Don't talk about them, even I, General, I am forced to talk to you now. I haven't eaten much for a month, and I was hanging on by one thought. Now that thought is gone. I don’t even have the strength to speak.”
As he spoke, he slowly lay down and closed his eyes: "I'll be relieved to see you wake up, general. If you accept your fate, let's just wait here to die together. If you still If you can think of anything else—if you can call a few people—just call me."
Ge Xuanbai looked at the face beside him that was about to become a skeleton, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. He was silent for a moment, then put most of the remaining blood clot in his hand on Ding Min's lips: "You should eat some too."
Ding Min closed his mouth and eyes and whined: "Forget it, you better eat. What if you are full and come up with any good ideas? Just tell me to lie down - I will lie down, Save your energy and anger.”
Ge Xuanbai smiled bitterly, and then felt a strong dizziness. He slowly took a few breaths and then thought: Now that things have happened, what else can I do?
An idea came to his mind: Instead of slowly starving to death or being eaten by a Rakshasa, he might as well kill himself first. At least it was decent until the last moment.
At this time he heard a loud sound above his head. Listening to this voice, it must be a Rakshasa wearing armor walking over. This half of the cellar is about half a person deep, and above it is a standing wall more than ten feet high made of logs. The gap between the logs is quite large. Although you can't get out, you can get an arm and half of your face through without any problem. Outside the wall, there are often Rakshasas coming and going to patrol and shout, and sometimes they even defecate into the cellar for fun.
The footsteps stopped beside his head. Ge Xuanbai carefully rolled his eyes and glanced diagonally upward, and then planned to stand up and change his position to lean on. At such a temperature, if a Rakshasa peed on his body, he would freeze to death very quickly.
In fact, even if you survive today, you will probably freeze to death tomorrow. He just didn't want to die with the smell of these beasts on his body.
But just as he was about to take action, he heard a voice coming from his ear: "Are you General Ge?"
It was the Rakshasa who was speaking. Oh, did you find out that I am the chief officer here? Ge Xuanbai actually felt a little relieved at this moment. Well, then—wait. This Rakshasa speaks Sui dialect! ?
Ge Xuanbai suddenly turned his face. This made him feel dizzy and retching in pain. He hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, refreshed himself, and squinted at the Rakshasa like a spasm.
Wearing black armor, he has the same beard as himself, but there are a pair of black horns growing behind his temples, and his pupils are slightly red - it was he who was talking just now! ?
Ding Min, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have heard the sound. His eyes suddenly opened and he was about to sit up. At this time, the Rakshasa shouted again: "Don't move. Don't attract attention."
Ding Min froze for a moment and closed his eyes again, but his chest began to rise and fall violently.
Ge Xuanbai leaned his head against the earth wall, feeling his heart beating like a drum, and said, "Who are you!?"
"Li Bochen. Do you still remember? Li Bochen from Wuliang City."
Ge Xuanbai opened his mouth and tried his best to look at the Rakshasa carefully. He did remember. This face is very handsome. When I met this person a few years ago, this appearance left a deep impression on him.
"General Li? Why do you have horns!?"
"A blind trick. To make a long story short, if the Rakshasa and the monsters in this camp get into a fight, can you lead people to rush out again?"
Ge Xuanbai was stunned: "How is this possible?"
Li Boxen said: "I just ask you if you can?"
Ge Xuanbai was silent for a moment and said: "If chaos can really arise, people's hearts must be OK. But people's hearts are not enough. Brothers have been hungry for more than a month, and have exhausted all their strength in the past few days. General Li, this means having a heart." No more power."
After a while, Ge Xuanbai heard Li Boxen say: "You give way. Don't talk."
He didn't know what he meant, but he gritted his teeth and moved aside. Then he saw Li Boxen put his hand through the crack in the wood, and something black and sand-like flowed out of his sleeve and fell to the ground. This thing flows for a while, then stops for a while, and then flows for a while. After dozens of breaths of time, a lot of them had accumulated around Ge Xuanbai.
Seeing that he didn't mean to stop, Ge Xuanbai swept aside the accumulated food with his hand. In this way, the entire wall next to him was filled with this earth-like black ash.
"Try it. But try it sparingly."
Ge Xuanbai thought for a moment and wet his fingers in his mouth. Seeing that no other Rakshasa was looking around, he quickly put his hand into the ashes and put it into his mouth.
The next moment he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "...What is this?"
Li Boxen just said: "Can you?"
Ge Xuanbai said without hesitation: "Yes."
"when?"
"One day...no, two days later!"
Li Boxen said: "Okay. As for the weapons--I will send them to you when you take action."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked away quickly. After he walked away, Ding Min sat up and, like Ge Xuanbai, dipped his hand in black ash and put it into his mouth, and then his eyes also ejaculated.
"What is this man's background?"
"He used to be a commander of Wuliang Army, but was later demoted." Ge Xuanbai frowned and said, "After the battle in Wuliang City a few months ago, I heard that he saved Duke Chebei's son from a monster. "
He was silent for another moment: "In the past, I only thought it was a rumor. But now looking at his methods, courage and courage... and his magical powers... maybe it is true."
Ding Min frowned and thought for a while: "Can you believe this person?"
Ge Xuanbai said: "General Ding, do we still have a choice?"
Ding Min laughed: "Yes. Okay. But no matter whether I win or lose this time, I will never come back here alive again."
He turned to look at the soldiers not far away who had slightly undulating bellies, and shouted: "Hey, who wants to eat dirt!?"
