Ye Qingyun also wanted to contact him himself.

But the problem is that he has no spiritual energy, so he can't use this messenger slip at all.

I can only find someone to help.

Huikong didn't ask any more questions and immediately helped Ye Qingyun contact Emperor Wu Dongfangsu using the jade slip.

at the same time.

The Nanying Army is a hundred miles away from Fuyun Mountain.

The Nanying Army was only a second-rate army within the Tianwu Dynasty. It was usually responsible for suppressing some bandits and bandits and maintaining local security.

Previously, due to flooding, the Nanying Army was also affected, resulting in many casualties.

Then the Beggar Gang started a rebellion, and many soldiers in the Nanying Army joined the Beggar Gang directly.

As a result, the soldiers in Nanying were short of manpower.

At the moment, the Tianwu Dynasty has no time to spare to replenish troops for a second-rate army and let them deal with it on their own.

Ever since.

The capture of young men happened.

The Nanying Army arrested people in several nearby towns.

All young and middle-aged men of suitable age were captured and served as soldiers in the Nanying Army.

Forget about catching strong men.

But these young men who were captured did not receive any good treatment at all.

Either he was in the army or he was

Bullying.

Or they are forced to do many things.

As for wages?

Don't even think about it.

It's considered good if you can eat just one mouthful of food a day.

As long as people don't starve to death, that's fine.

Huang Fusheng was in the Nanying Army at this time.

He was carrying bags of military rations, which had just arrived from the Nanying Army.

But Huang Fusheng and the other young men who were captured only ate two steamed buns in three days.

At this moment, I was so hungry that I felt dizzy and my limbs were weak.

How can I bear the burden of carrying grain bags?

Huang Fusheng gritted his teeth and persisted, but his legs couldn't stop trembling.

"Hurry up! What are you waiting for?"

Standing beside him was a dark-faced veteran, holding a whip in his hand, and struck Huang Fusheng directly with the whip.

Huang Fusheng was already very weak.

At this moment, he was whipped, and he was even more unsteady due to the pain.

The person suddenly fell to the ground.

This time, the veteran became even more angry.

He raised his whip and struck Huang Fusheng repeatedly.

"His grandma's! Let you be lazy! Let you be lazy!"

"How dare you throw away the grain bag? Let's see if I don't beat you to death!"

Bang bang bang!

The whip fell across his head and face.

Huang Fusheng was beaten until he was rolling on the ground, with blood marks all over his face, hands and back.

"My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me!"

Huang Fusheng begged for mercy again and again.

The veteran seemed to be tired of fighting, so he stopped.

But Huang Fusheng's body was already bruised and he looked very miserable.

The other strong men carrying the grain all sympathized with him.

But they didn't dare to say anything for fear of being whipped like this.

It can only be treated as invisible.

As for the veterans, they laughed heartily.

They have long been accustomed to bullying these young men who have been captured.

The slightest dissatisfaction was punished by a whipping.
Chapter completed!