"Fart, your life was given by the commander-in-chief. If the commander-in-chief hadn't brought doctors and medicinal materials from Handan, you would have been buried long ago without even a coffin. Look at the mass graves outside the city.
Handsome, you can only lie there and scold him now."
The corps commander next to him couldn't stand it anymore and yelled.
Mass graves are where soldiers who died in battle are buried.
Due to the emergency of the war and the fact that it was midsummer, there was no way to send the body back and had to be buried on the spot.
At least 50,000 corpses of Zhao soldiers were buried in the mass graves to the north of the military camp, and wild wolves and vultures circled nearby every day.
When everyone heard this, their faces instantly turned red with embarrassment, and they all turned their heads to look elsewhere and stopped talking.
After a while, the wounded soldier near the door sniffed his nose and suddenly said, "What does it smell like outside? It smells so good."
"It smells like meat," the soldier next to him said uncertainly.
"I wonder which general ate meat again." The wounded soldier swallowed, his heart filled with envy.
Meat is scarce and only nobles can eat it. Otherwise, Cao GUI would not call those nobles "meat eaters."
Meat was even more scarce during wartime. Occasionally, some would be transported from the rear, but only generals could eat it. Ordinary soldiers could only smell the meat.
"Well, the last time I ate meat was two years ago. One of our village elders passed away. I went over to help and was rewarded with a piece of pork liver. The smell was amazing," said a wounded soldier with an afterthought on his face.
said.
"Go, go, pig liver can also be called meat? I have really eaten meat, and I used to eat it often. You guys combined don't eat as much meat as me." The wounded soldier next to him said unconvinced.
"You go ahead and brag, Ergou, we don't know what you are like? Are you the only one who still eats meat all the time?" Everyone sneered.
"Don't believe it, I used to be a cook in a noble family. Although I can't eat as much as I want, I can still taste it." Ergou said with a high face.
"Then why did you become a soldier?"
"I worked as a cook for several years and saved some money, so I thought about going back to my hometown to find a wife to carry on the family line. Whoever thought that I would be drafted would come up on the third day after we got married, and then I came here. I don't know how my wife is doing now, or whether she has followed her.
Others run away." Ergou said with a sigh.
"I also just got married, and I was drafted here without even having a baby."
"When I came here, my mother was still sick."
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Most happy families are similar, while every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
Ergou's words resonated with everyone, and they told each other their misfortunes. When they talked about their sadness, they couldn't help wiping away tears.
"Eh? Why are you all crying? I have something happy to tell you." Gongsun Long walked in and saw a room full of soldiers crying, and said in confusion.
"What happy event can there be? Can we still go home?" Ergou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"It's not my decision to go home, but the commander-in-chief has ordered that everyone should have a bowl of broth in the evening. Don't forget it when the time comes."
After saying that, Gongsun Longchao turned and left. He also wanted to inform other wounded soldiers.
Gongsun Long has never felt that life is so fulfilling. He used to live in Pingyuan Lord's Mansion and had no worries about food and drink. He had nothing to do every day but thought about how to argue. Sometimes he could get around himself, as if he couldn't tell the difference before.
In the end, the self of the clothes is still not myself.
Now I am so busy every day that my feet never touch the floor, and I sleep on the bed at night. I have no time to think about those things.
And after seeing too many tragedies, Gongsun Long also looked away from the past.
Gongsun Long felt that compared with these soldiers, he was already very lucky.
These days, Gongsun Long's appetite has increased and his face has become rosy. There are actually signs of a breakthrough in the courage of the famous man.
"Just...just now...what did the chief manager say? I don't seem to have heard clearly." Ergou said hesitantly.
Because Gongsun Long was responsible for managing all wounded soldiers, these soldiers privately called him the Chief Manager.
"I didn't hear it clearly either."
"He seemed to say...eat meat at night." Another soldier said uncertainly.
"Tch, that must be a joke."
"That's right, how can we have meat to eat?"
"I heard it too, it seemed like broth..."
"Sanwa, the chief manager just said that there will be broth for dinner tonight. Is it true?"
Ergou quickly recruited a fellow villager who was passing by outside. This fellow villager was responsible for delivering meals to the wounded barracks every day. If there was really meat, Sanwa would definitely know about it.
"Really, the Marshal sent someone to deliver a lot of meat this afternoon. There are rabbits, deers, goats, wolves, tigers, and bears. The Marshal said that everyone gets different meats, so no one is allowed to complain."
"It's good if we can eat meat. What can we complain about?" everyone said one after another.
"By the way, I heard that General Yanxiong also hunted and killed a dragon and gave it to the commander. The dragon was huge. It is said that it was as big as a small mountain and its body could circle Changping City..."
Sanwa vividly told everyone about the dragon he imagined...
"This snake is so big!"
Zhao Kuo looked at the large snake in front of him in surprise, which was nearly twenty meters long and thicker than his thigh.
The scales on the back of the big snake are black, and the scales on the abdomen are silver-white. Each scale is the size of a palm, and there is a bulge on the head as big as a fist. It does not look like the dragon horns in fantasy novels, but rather like after being beaten.
The rising cow.
"Commander, this is not a big snake, this is a dragon." Yan Xiong said seriously.
Regardless of whether others believe it or not, he did believe it anyway. The one I, Yan Xiong, killed was a dragon, and a transcendent realm dragon.
"Isn't it just a snake? If it's not a dragon, I will kill one someday." Ben whispered from behind.
But as Yanxiong is a powerful person in the extraordinary realm, he can still hear you no matter how quiet your voice is.
"This is a dragon. You can see that it has horns on its head and claws on its abdomen. It is just very small and has not completely transformed." Yan Xiong corrected him seriously: "In addition, this dragon is in the extraordinary realm.
With your strength, you will only become its food and then be pulled out."
"Transcendent realm!" Ben was frightened all of a sudden and murmured: "It looks like it's really a dragon."
Zhao Kuo did not argue whether it was a snake or a dragon, and directly ordered: "Skin off the skin and send it to Mo Feng to see if we can make some armors. The leather armor made from the skin of the extraordinary beast is better than the iron armor."
Be strong. Send snake blood, gallbladder, eyes, etc. to Song Zhong. They are all good medicinal materials. Cut the snake meat into pieces and boil it in a large pot."
Pieces of snow-white snake meat were thrown into the pot, and nothing was added except salt, and they were cooked like that. It took a full two hours to cook.
"Commander." Ben served a bowl of meat to Zhao Kuo.
"Give all the craftsmen and doctors in the rear a bowl of broth," Zhao Kuo said.
These days, the hardest work is for these doctors and craftsmen.
As for the others, Zhao Kuo had no choice.
There is only so much meat to eat, and it is impossible to get all the rain and dew on it.
At most, one bowl should be given to each of the sick and wounded in the army, as well as to the doctors and craftsmen. If there is any leftover, it will be distributed to the lieutenants. As for the ordinary soldiers, they can only smell it.
This is due to the revival of spiritual energy and the ferocious beasts roaming freely in the Taihang Mountains. Otherwise, Yan Xiong would not have been able to hunt so much meat.
"No." Ben responded.
Zhao Kuo took a bite. It was very chewy and fragrant, without any fishy smell. It was more delicious than any food he had eaten in his previous life. After entering his mouth, it turned into a stream of warm currents, flowing to his limbs and bones, and every cell emitted
Moans of pleasure.
Zhao Kuo actually felt a trace of a breakthrough from practicing Qi to the Gangyuan realm!
"It is indeed a ferocious beast in the extraordinary realm. It is a great supplement."