The dark night is not very friendly to the new army.

Because the New Army is a firearms unit, it needs the help of sight lines.

Under the cover of night, it was impossible to see too far, and the power of the musket was greatly weakened.

This also gave the rebels some breathing room.

Most of the battlefield was quiet, except for sporadic noises in some places.

That was the battle that started when the New Army in charge of the search discovered the rebels who were hiding alone.

Usually this kind of battle does not last long and will end soon. But such a battle caused more casualties to the new army than during the day.

After all, the enemy may be hiding in the dark close at hand, and if he jumps out, he won't be able to react in time.

Not to mention, the Dongjiang rebels have a large number of bows and arrows, and they can hurt people silently.

The situation was quickly reported to Zuo Mengeng.

"Let all the troops stop, have a good rest tonight, and finish the battle tomorrow."

Zuo Menggeng cherishes his soldiers very much and does not intend to continue fighting at night.

Anyway, the entire battlefield is surrounded, and there are boats cruising on Anshan Lake. There is no fear that too many rebels will slip through the net.

Following his order, the battlefield became completely silent.

In the dark night, both the enemy and ourselves began to rest and recover.

The New Army was full of joy and had plenty of meat and fish to eat. Some troops in safe places could even take a hot bath.

But the rebels who huddled in the darkness suffered.

There was nothing to eat or drink. They had run out of gunpowder, and there was no treatment for injuries.

I can only huddle in the mud ditch and wait blankly.

They don't know what they are waiting for.

Maybe, wait until dawn...

Wait until it's over.

Geng Zhongming took off his armor with difficulty and felt relaxed all over.

The soldier returned with a helmet in his pocket, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark whether it was clean or not.

It must be unclean.

Because when I brought it to my mouth, the greasy smell of hair that had not been washed for a long time was clearly wafting in the water.

But Geng Zhongming no longer cared about this, and poured a whole helmet full of water into his stomach.

"Go get some more."

After sending the soldiers away and seeing that no one was around, Geng Zhongming quietly broke off a piece of steamed bun from his underwear and quickly swallowed it into his stomach.

After returning from Xuzhou, he took an opportunity to steal it from the cook and kept it hidden.

Back in Liaodong, he was enslaved by the Jurchens and was in danger of death. He had long understood the horror of hunger and the preciousness of food.

Therefore, when the crisis came, everyone else only focused on collecting gold and silver, but he hid food in his clothes.

Now everyone was growling with hunger, but he was the only one who had steamed buns to eat.

But he didn't dare to eat it openly, and he didn't even dare to let his own soldiers see it.

Otherwise, he was not sure whether these soldiers would kill him for food.

There were only a few steamed buns in total, so he had to hold on until he was out of trouble.

My hungry stomach finally calmed down after eating a steamed bun.

Geng Zhongming leaned against a big tree and his eyelids began to tremble. Unconsciously, he quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed during this sleep, but I felt like there were ants crawling on my body.

He closed his eyes and did not move, but his right hand was quietly groping for it, making it difficult to detect.

until……

"ah……"

A scream broke the silence.

After Geng Zhongming cut it off with a knife, he added a kick.

After doing this, he opened his eyes.

What he saw was his own soldier Wang Maocai rolling on the ground, covered in blood and flesh from his left shoulder to his right abdomen.

What made him even more stunned was that Wang Maocai was holding a steamed bun in his hand.

"You beast, how dare you plot against grandpa!"

He raised his sword and jumped up, intending to rush over and kill Wang Maocai.

On the verge of life and death, Wang Maocai has gone crazy.

While stuffing the bun into his mouth, he pointed at Geng Zhongming and shouted wildly.

"He hid the food, he has the food!"

The alarmed soldiers around them didn't understand what was happening at first, but when they saw that it was Geng Zhongming who was killing his own soldiers, they all remained indifferent.

At this time, he might die in the next moment.

Who dares to meddle in such nosy matters?

But after hearing Wang Maocai's words, everyone's eyes changed.

At that moment, several people touched the weapons and moved closer to Geng Zhongming.

"General, do you really have food? Give it to your brothers."

A guy with green eyes spoke very sadly, but he kept walking.

Geng Zhongming sounded the alarm and retreated while defending.

"Wang Maocai is crazy. Don't listen to his nonsense. What time is it? Where is the food?"

His defense was weak.

Because everyone saw Wang Maocai eating steamed buns.

"General, we are all your brothers, how can you just watch us starve to death?"

A group of people gathered around, eager to try.

Geng Zhongming's scalp was numb, so he had to say: "Okay, I'll give you the food. Let's eat and drink enough and fight out together."

When everyone saw him reaching into his arms, their expressions relaxed, but they didn't expect that his toes had already been inserted into the soil, and he flicked it. In an instant, dust flew up, and everyone's face was covered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Geng Zhongming turned around and ran away.

"You bastard, kill him!"

"Kill Geng Zhongming and seize food!"

Everyone was furious and chased after him, shouting.

It was already dawn, and the new army had had breakfast and continued to search the battlefield.

Ren Dong walked at the front of the team, feeling very anxious.

He had sworn to avenge his fellow villagers in Laizhou.

But where is Geng Zhongming?

The battlefield was so huge that he alone was like a drop in the ocean, and the hope of finding Geng Zhongming became increasingly slim.

Ren Dong only had one thought at this time.

That is, if you want to see people alive, you want to see the corpse if you die.

Without seeing Geng Zhongming with his own eyes, he would have no shame to face the dead Laizhou elders.

Their team was divided into three small groups, forming a "pin" shape, covering each other and moving forward slowly.

The terrain in this area was complex and the vegetation was dense. For safety and to search carefully, they walked very slowly.

As Kankan turned around the foot of a mountain, a faint cry of murder suddenly came from the wind.

Ren Dong listened carefully, his face suddenly changed, and he ran forward.

The team leader behind was startled and shouted: "Ren Dong, what are you doing? Come back quickly and pay attention to the formation."

However, Ren Dong was running like a leopard at this moment and had already forgotten his shouts.

The squad leader was so anxious that he quickly grabbed a soldier and ordered, "Hurry back and report the news."

"The rest of you, follow me!"

The team also ran quickly, chasing Ren Dong.
To be continued...