Huqiu Fort welcomed a new partner on this night full of fish fragrance. Although they are new, these thirteen people are not welcome here. They are either skinny or sly, and there is another one who is even worse.
What's more, he has a thin body, pale cheeks, and is tied up with several iron chains. He has to be helped when walking. I really don't know that he is as old as Ergouzi and Sanbengzi in the fortress, and I don't know what he has committed.
It is really a sin to be tortured like this for such a crime.
The newcomers were assigned to three simple thatched houses. They set out on the first day of the new year and arrived at the farthest Tiger Hill Fort on the fifteenth day of the lunar year. Including the previous journey, it took nearly two months for them to arrive.
They went to the cemetery, no, according to what the prince said, it should be a place of rebirth, an opportunity for them to change their ways, but the price of this opportunity was a loss. After traveling long distances for so long, I don’t know what it feels like to eat hastily.
They immediately fell asleep on the straw mat in the thatched house. This was the most comfortable place they had slept in a while. They had never felt this before. A simple thatched floor was so comfortable.
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In the place where the corps leader ate, there were only four people, including bamboo poles and young men named Ergouzi and Sanbengzi, sharing the delicious fish soup. In this fortress, there was no big pot of rice. Everyone had to make their own meals, only the food and grass sent from the rear.
It’s distribution according to work. If you want better food, you have to go out and find it yourself.
"Captain, isn't that guy dead?" said Er Gouzi, the young man who was catching fish in the river and carrying the basket.
"If you die, you will die. It's a waste of food for such guys to stay here." After the captain learned about their identities, he was very disdainful and refused to accept them. If the captain hadn't told his subordinates,
They will have more food and fodder for two people, and this shabby corps commander will not take it even if he kills him.
"Commander, if someone dies, we will lose one point of rations. Don't you feel bad when the time comes?" Santengzi reminded.
"Yes, yes, then he can't die. These criminals are just dying, and they are not willing to accept black and white. Don't worry, it's still about our fish soup. It's really delicious to have a fish king. You two bastards
Their king has been captured and cooked in soup. Will those fishes send out an army to destroy our fortress? No, in order to prevent them from succeeding, we have to strengthen our nest. Tomorrow you two go and move more rocks for me.
Come back, did you hear me, Ergouzi, don’t just eat too much.”
Zhugan looked at himself as a rogue corps leader, but he still talked less and ate more.
Everyone in the thatched house was asleep. Chen Mo slowly opened his deep eyes and looked at the dark roof. He was completely gone from the fatigue he had before. The vulnerability he showed when he came to this village was all
Even the prisoners who came with him didn't know why his little person was bound by so many iron chains, and they didn't know that the protagonist of the episode on Bailantan that day was this young man. After all, that was
At that time, there were so many people and it was so dark that they were divided into small circles. It was so cold and cold that there were so many things. And Chen Mo himself was regarded as not very powerful by the soldiers in the granary-like city.
People were assigned to this remote place with few people. If those people knew Chen Mo's strength, they would definitely assign him to a heavily guarded town.
Now Chen Mo has two choices in front of him. One is to pretend to be weak, and after recovering from his injuries, he will find a chance to escape. However, this will also be troublesome. If he doesn't mention the war that will start at some point, even if he
If he really escapes, it will not be easy to escape the wanted informant. If he is discovered, he will easily be regarded as a spy, and then he will be troubled one after another, which will make him overwhelmed.
?
The second option is what the prince said, kill more enemies in exchange for the promise of the border guard king, but the conditions he proposed are not that easy to achieve. Killing the enemy is simple, but to fight until the end of this war, it will take
When will the wars that have been fought in this world for hundreds of years become addicted?
It was better to take one step and look at it first. Chen Mo slowly closed his eyes again and lay on the comfortable straw mat to practice.
In the early morning of the second day, the lazy sun slowly rose from the east.
The newcomers who had not slept enough were woken up brutally. They walked out of the warm thatched house with chains on their bodies. Thirteen people stood in a row. Chen Mo, who was covered in chains, was the most attractive. He was carrying the thinnest body.
The most iron chains.
"You bunch of bugs, listen up to me. If I were the one who arrested you, I would have beaten you to the point of paralysis." Commander Wu scolded the dozen or so people like an official.
"They all let it go."
As they spoke, someone unlocked the iron chains for them, and the iron chains fell to the ground. Those people were as excited as if they had been given a new life, and they were so grateful to the corps leader.
The chains on Chen Mo's body were also untied one by one, leaving only the thin prison uniform fluttering in the cold wind.
"You all are good to me. Just abide by my rules when you come here. If you want to leave, I won't stop you."
As soon as these words came out, several people's eyes lit up.
"As for whether you will be treated as deserters by the guys behind you and executed on the spot, or whether you will run to the enemy country opposite to survive and then be caught and interrogated by spies on the spot, it is your choice. I think it is more comfortable to stay here."
A basin of cold water extinguished their illusions.
"Do you want to leave now?"
The team leader paused for a while and continued: "No, just tell us your names one by one so that everyone can have an idea, so that you won't be asked to move rocks without being able to name them in the future."
"My name is Zhang Tiedan." The man first in line answered first.
"Hey, Tiedan, is this your relative?" the corporal said in a funny tone.
"You are his relative, and your whole family is his relative." The man in Huqiu Fort, also named Tiedan, said in an aura, he did not have such sneaky relatives.
"Wang Guicai."
"Li Furen."
...
"Chen Mo."
The Wu Commander walked up to Chen Mo, held his chin as if looking at a little lady, looked at him carefully for a while, then lifted up his thin clothes and looked at the several shocking wounds that had not healed yet.
, all of them couldn’t help but take a breath of cold air.
"Good guy, he's not dead yet. This little guy's willpower is so tenacious. Who has he offended and wants to kill him?"
The corps leader was amazed, and the others were almost the same. Er Gouzi and San Bengzi also came over. Looking at Chen Mo, who was about the same size as them, they were also frightened. They had not been injured so seriously in such a short time here.
"Two dogs and three bunnies, you two take him down, apply medicine, and give him some clothes to wear." The corps commander commanded the two youngest people in the fortress, and cursed in his heart: Damn, you are losing money.
"Others, if any team is short of people, hurry up and get them. When the time comes, I will ask you to work. If you talk about the lack of people, I will not reward you for your big mouths."
The remaining twelve people were selected by the people in the fortress like vegetable pickers in the vegetable market. Although they were all a bit messy, they were better than nothing.
In the houses of Er Gouzi and San Bengzi, there are all kinds of things piled up in a messy manner, including old and unusable armors, rusty gun heads, and books describing sexy things. In short, it is chaos.
"From now on, you will live with us. We are all about the same age. My name is Sanbengzi." Sanbengzi introduced himself with a lively personality, and then pointed to his companion and said, "His name is Ergouzi."
"You, please sit down first." Ergouzi was still a little cautious when seeing a stranger. "Take off your clothes and I'll give you some medicine."
Then he was rummaging for something in the grocery store-like room, while Santengzi helped Chen Mo clear an open space.
"You can sleep here. When you have time, I'll ask Ergouzi to help you build a bed."
Sanbengzi clanged and clanked for Chen Mo to arrange the place where he would sleep in the future. Ergouzi had already found a small bottle among the messy things.
"Found it." Ergouzi said happily, then walked to Chen Mo and looked at him who had taken off his clothes. The wound on his body began to ooze pus. "I'll get some water to wash your wound."
Santengzi, who had come back from his work, looked at the wound of Chen Mo's Holy Spear, and said with an experienced look: "This seems to be a sword wound. Are you the best of a certain hero? You were stabbed with so many holes, didn't you?
Death is a miracle."
Ergouzi quickly brought back the water. Chen Mo used the clothes he took off to clean his wounds. Then he took the small bottle and poured out the light yellow powder inside. Chen Mo knew at a glance that it was just the poorest quality gold sores.
Medicinal powder is much less effective than the original one. Chen Mo didn't have a choice. It was better than nothing.
"This medicine..."
Just as they were about to remind them, they saw Chen Mo applying the medicinal powder to his wounds, applying it gently without changing his expression.
"No, doesn't it hurt?"
Ergouzi asked softly. He knew that when this thing was applied to the wound, it would hurt like fire.
Chen Mo didn't answer him. After smearing the wound, he tied it up himself and finished everything by himself.
The two of them took the medicinal powder that Chen Mo had exchanged, turned their backs to Chen Mo, and whispered.
"Er Gouzi, isn't your medicinal powder expired?"
"No, I used it on someone else some time ago."
San Bengzi opened Er Gouzi's arm. There was still a small scratch on his arm. He opened the scab a little.
"What are you doing?!" Ergouzi cursed.
"Nothing." San Bengzi said, putting a little powder on the medicine bottle on his finger, and while Er Gouzi was still confused, he applied it on the wound.
Ergou screamed immediately, it was really painful, but as soon as he screamed, Sanbengzi covered his mouth.
"It seems that the effect of this medicine is still there. Does that guy not know the pain?"