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Chapter 89 Unhappy Battle (4)(1/2)

God is fair. The heavy rain falls, not only Qin is affected, but also Chu and Wei are affected.

Compared with the Qin people who had a system and sufficient materials for emergency repair and maintenance, the common people in Chu were even more miserable.

They do not have enough food and materials.

When the Qin army entered Chu after several days of long journey, what they saw was not fierce resistance, but almost numb waiting and pause.

The Chu people didn't even run away.

The woman was sitting in a cleaner place with the child in her arms, and her husband dug soil with simple wooden equipment in front of the collapsed house.

He tried to find some useful supplies.

Bedding, pottery jar, flint, grain.

Without these, no one should kill others, they themselves would die of starvation during the long winter.

At this time, no Chu people cared about the invasion of the Qin people.

Because they invade or not, they seem to have been doomed to have a death ending.

The child was hungry and just shrank in his mother's arms and cried.

They don’t know anything. When they are hungry, they just want to eat, and if they don’t eat, they just want to cry.

My mother's almost stiff face was dull.

When the heavy rain falls, she still has tears, but she still will cry.

However, at this time, even crying became meaningless.

She subconsciously hugged the child tightly.

The Qin army is here.

They looked at the tragic situation in front of them and made a "buzzing" discussion.

In the crowd, holding an iron sword, looking at those who were completely unsatisfied with the iron sword and soldiers, for some reason, feeling sad.

He can't walk anymore.

The legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Can't take any steps at all.

The child in his ear was crying without loudly.

This is the last cry of this small village.

After crying, this small village will die.

Human life and all human efforts are so powerless in the face of this power that is naturally leaked inadvertently.

Pheasant's palm involuntarily reached into the pocket around his waist.

He touched something slightly hard.

It was a noodle cake with dog meat in it.

That was what he prepared for dinner tonight.

"Phizard!" The sergeant beside him scolded in a deep voice.

He noticed the pheasant's small movement.

How important is food in such weather?

The consumption of the food they need to eat for a meal will be double, triple, or even more than the food itself!

In this case, wasting food should be dealt with by military law.

The cheesy was startled by the sergeant's scolding and immediately withdrew his disobedient palm and took back the dough.

"Wow……"

The child's crying continued, but his voice was already hoarse.

Obviously, I no longer have the strength to cry.

It can be predicted that this child who does not even have thick clothes will soon become cold and quiet.

The commander was also a little uncomfortable when he heard the crying.

He is seventeen years old and has a son in his family.

My son should be that old, right?

He glared at Ching, and his hand reached out to his food for some reason.

The army's marching slowed down.

Wang Jian looked at the small village in front of him.

This is the fourth small village they have seen.

Every time you pass by a small village, the army's speed will be slower.

Wang Jian frowned.

He is not a soft-hearted person.

But at this moment he hesitated.

We will soon arrive at the nearest Chu County.

There is still some distance away from the place you want to attack, but the frequent occurrence of such scenes is indeed a very bad morale.

What the king needs is a beautiful victory, and now...

Wang Jian raised his hand, and the guards beside him immediately issued an order: "Stop!"

The army stopped.

Wang Jian thought for a while and separated the army three columns.

"Notify the outposts and guards to withdraw, and divide 2,000 people out to rescue local victims."

"A thousand people went to the nearby county town, we went to the city to get some supplies."

"The remaining two thousand people follow me to prepare for emergencies."

The military order was quickly conveyed, and the vast army of five thousand people separated.

The pheasant's chest was stirred.

He could finally give the dough to the little kid.

The child held the noodles and ate them. The food was very delicious, but he quickly choked because he ate too fast.

The sergeant handed the kettle over there and helped the child to be happy.

The child is still consuming his head.

After eating, he stuffed the rest into his mother's hands.

The husband, who was originally digging next to the house, looked over with green eyes.

The pheasant was a little angry.

This husband obviously wants to grab food!

His hand was placed on the sword.

The husband was frightened.

But he didn't run away, he was still watching.

The child's mother ate a few bites of the cake, took the remaining half of the cake, and looked at her husband.

She instinctively wanted to give the cake to her husband.

But there was a person between them.

Both sides were nervous.

The pheasant became more and more angry.

"You eat!" The pheasant looked at the woman.

The woman was timid and held the dough cake but didn't dare to eat it.

At this time, the child looked over carefreely.

He was full and very happy. He hugged his mother's waist and wanted to sleep.

"Are you so idle?" Wang Jian slapped the back of the cheess in the head: "Why don't you join the city quickly and attack the city!"

When Zhi saw Wang Jian, she glanced at the husband again.

Wang Jian frowned: "Okay."

He stretched out his hand and threw the bread he brought to the husband: "Tell them to eat them all, let's go to the county town to grab some food."

"Vei." Pheasant was a little unwilling to accept it.
To be continued...
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