Dongjun Camp in Yong County, Youfufeng

The last ray of afterglow in the sky finally disappeared, and the silent night completely enveloped the sky above the military camp. The sparks lit by torches decorated the whistle towers on all sides of the military camp.

On the warm bonfire in front of the camp tents, groups of soldiers with untied armor were sitting around Shiwu. They either talked dirty jokes with relish, lying on the lawn and pretending to sleep, or reached into the armor to catch lice, and some bragged about how they bravely killed the enemy on the battlefield...

At this moment, a soldier under the banner of "Dong" drove into the military camp. Under the evening breeze as he drove into the military camp, the torches in the wind flickered and dark, and the flags erected were rolling and flying, scattering the smoke rising from the military camp.

In addition to the Dongjun camp, there is also a unique camp. Compared with other camps around, this camp has neither a distinct bonfire nor a well-built tent. Only a few tiny fires barely maintain the lighting at night. Temporary sheds and tents can be seen everywhere, and occasionally a scent of blood and stenches blew out of the camp in the wind.

The Youwang Tower was built on all sides of the outer edge of the camp. Upstairs and downstairs were guarded with a bow and knife. There were also open fire horsemen patrolling the camp from time to time, and they cast a warning look at this unique camp.

This is the prisoner camp built by the Dong army in Yong County. Since the rebels in Liangzhou were chased by Huangfu Song and defeated in one fell swoop, the soldiers of the Dong army took advantage of the great victory to chase the north and rush forward, and successively captured Yumi, Fengxian and other places. Not only did they regain the lost territory of Sanfu, but they also captured a large number of rebels.

When dealing with these captives, Dong Jun did not cut off his head as usual, but took the opportunity to take them back to the Yongxian camp on the front line. Therefore, this temporary prisoner camp was often overcrowded since the beginning.

At this time, in a shed in the prison camp.

Ma Lin, Gan Ling and Yan Xing were sitting around a shed with air leakage on all sides, chatting weakly.

"Xiaoxing, you have serious injuries on your leg. You should eat the half wheat cake you finally snatched up first!"

Although Gan Ling was too hungry to his face and thin, he still insisted on giving the half of the wheat cake he snatched to Yan Xing, who was injured in his thigh. Yan Xing was a little young and was injured, so he delayed it and took it over. However, seeing that the few people around him were eating clear porridge and bottomless water, he felt a little disgusted. After taking a bite of the wheat cake, he chewed it back and forth several times in his astringent mouth before swallowing it hard.

"These damn things, I use these stinky water to deal with Mr. Nai. Could it be that he really wants to starve these living men to death here!"

Ma Lin was so hungry that his eyes were black and his mouth was grumbling bitterly. He wanted to curse at the soldiers outside like he had done the previous few times, but he couldn't shout it out with empty stomachs. It took him a little energy to complain.

Since he was captured in this prison camp, he had never had a good meal for a day. Every day, Dong's soldiers took some clean porridge and water to deal with these former rebel soldiers, and starved a strong black man into a weak sick man.

Gan Ling pursed his mouth, and he had no intention of joking with Ma Lin now. They were blocked by the Han cavalry on the edge of the Shui River that day. Although everyone tried hard to find a way out, they were outnumbered and could not repel the enemy.

In addition, the people were panicked after the defeat. Although he helped Yan Xing escape, he was trapped in a heavy siege. They were surrounded by numerous Han troops and could not hold on and collapsed and scattered. Fortunately, the Han army generals did not kill them. Instead, after defeating them, they forced them to surrender and then captured them in the prison camp here.

However, although they were not killed by luck, how could the situation of the captured people be better? The original song of people, countless passionate men from Liangzhou, were only the prisoners of less than fifty people left after a bloody battle. And they were forced to disarm and came to this prisoner camp with stains and chaos, just like a tiger falling into the sun, with a dark future, and every day they were tortured by hunger and cold, and pain.

In the past, the comrades who were also from the Liangzhou coalition army instantly became enemies who backfired each other in the face of danger. Every day, in order to compete for some food to survive, there were people fighting and even attacking despicable. The soldiers of the Dong army who were guarding seemed happy to see such things. The food they were allocated to each person every day was not enough to maintain a person's food and clothing.

So under this malicious manipulation, people in the prison camp died every day, and in order to protect themselves and rob food, the coalition prisoners who were originally from the same source fell apart and turned into dozens of gangs of all sizes. The gangs formed a constant gap every day and killed each other.

For example, the half of the wheat cake in Yan Xing's hand was snatched from a group of prisoners with only a dozen people. At that time, the wheat cake had been bitten by their leader. It was Ma Lin who stepped forward and beat the other party to death with an old punch, and then grabbed the small half of the bloody wheat cake from his mouth. Their own food would also be robbed by many other prisoners, so everyone should be careful every night to prevent sneak attacks by other prisoners. Tonight, Gan Ling and Ma Lin, the enemy partners, were vigilant.

Gan Ling sighed at the vast night sky with little starlight. He weakly raised a finger and pointed at a slightly shiny star in the sky and said:

"I heard from the young master that this one is the Qikill Star, belonging to fire and metal, and is the general star. When encountering the emperor, it is power. The star is determined by being determined by being determined by the qi and becoming a 'general star'. It is the main force. It has the ability to plan and be strong and invade difficulties. It is a big good and bad life, and it is difficult to succeed or fail!"

Ma Lin and Yan Xing listened in confusion. Yan Xing was a little better and thoughtful after listening. Ma Lin simply swallowed a sip of water, opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to imagine the star as a chicken egg and swallowed it into his mouth. It might have been a bit difficult. Ma Lin, whose mouth was a little sour, closed his mouth angrily and said with Gan Ling's words:

"I don't know how Shaojun is doing now?"

When Yan Xing heard Ma Lin's words, his body moved for a moment and said worriedly:

"Yes, I don't know if my brother is safe and has returned to Liangzhou?"
Chapter completed!