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"General, general?"
The sound is far and near, and it seems to be on the ground for a while, and in the sky for a while. Ge Xuanbai felt dull pains on the left side of his head, first involving his eyeballs, and then down his neck all the way down to his stomach. His chest was churning, he sat up suddenly and turned sideways, retching a few times.
But the boredom didn't lessen but became stronger, and the ground under his body seemed to start to turn. He stretched out his hand to catch the hard frozen mud to maintain his balance, but soon realized that it wasn't the world that was turning but himself.
He didn't dare to move anymore, and while listening to the deliberately depressed and anxious calls beside him, he asked himself to maintain this position until the strong dizziness gradually eased.
Then he cautiously and lightly turned his head to look aside, and felt the dizziness again, but fortunately, it was already within an acceptable range.
"How many died?" he asked, "What time is it?"
"There are about three hundred and ten in our cellar." A voice hurriedly said, "General, are you okay? You have been unconscious for seven days."
Ge Xuanbai frowned and looked at the speaker, and found that it was Ding Min, a general of the Beifu Army.
"Probably?" he said, "What is roughly? How much?"
Ding Min handed over a blood clot that was frozen as hard as a rock: "Many brothers have been dispersed and sent to other cellars. The three hundred and one I mentioned are corpses that can be found. There are too many, it is not enough of."
Ge Xuanbai looked at the blood clot in his hand. Ding Min said: "Eat it, general, it belongs to a monster. During the incident before, the brothers of Beijiao slaughtered a second-rank fire monkey. This is the liver of that fire monkey."
Ge Xuanbai slammed the liver on the ground and knocked off a piece, picked it up, blew it, and put it in his mouth. The blood on the surface began to melt, and the fishy smell filled his mouth, making him feel even more sick. But he fought the urge to spit it out. Because this thing is the first grass blade, grass stem, and grass root he has eaten since January.
Ge Xuanbai slowly sat up and leaned against the wall. He was in a semi-cellar with a length and width of nearly a hundred feet, without a roof. There are four such semi-cellars in the demon army garrison north of Dangtu Mountain, each of which holds more than 2,000 people¡ªat least that number was seven days ago.
Now Ge Xuanbai looked towards the wall, and saw a long row of frozen corpses lying on the ground, which could only be covered with snow, with no end in sight.
Seven days ago, he launched a riot with the other three chief officials in the cellar, trying to bring as many people as possible to break out, but failed. In the end, only one high prince was sent away, and now he is not sure whether that prince can survive in the mountains.
The more than 310 corpses by the wall are the price, and there may be more corpses in the west, north, and south cellars. The Moguo people returned the corpse But it was not out of respect for the opponent, but to store food. They know that people will keep the corpses of their own kind until they come to feed on them again.
This result is because one or several of the dozens of people who were arranged to be slaves to Raksha beforehand rebelled. Months in the making, a well-planned move failed, and there was little hope left to keep struggling. From then on, these people will become the real meat of the magic army, and it is absolutely impossible to be organized again.
In fact, this is not the most terrible result - before the incident, I heard that Nanjiao started to eat the corpses of his comrades.
Ge Xuanbai closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "How's the morale?"
Ding Min smiled: "You have to have something first, so it will be fine. General Ge, let alone morale, even anger is gone now. Just look at them."
In fact, Ge Xuanbai had already seen it. There are now about a thousand people in the Dongjiao, and at a glance, they are all dark heads. But with so many people, they hardly made a sound. They gathered in twos and threes to keep warm, or looked up at the sky in silence, or buried their heads in their knees, or lay on the ground like dead bodies. It was cold, but they didn't seem to feel much anymore.
But just seven days ago, there were still many snow houses made of snow bricks in the east cellar. Now the snow house was destroyed in that riot, but no one has the heart to rebuild it.
Ding Min said again: "Let's not talk about them, even I¡ªGeneral, I'm struggling to talk to you now. I haven't eaten much for a month, and I used to hang my life on one thought. Now that thought is gone, I don't even have the strength to speak."
As he said that, he really lay down slowly and closed his eyes: "I am relieved to see you awake, General. If you also accept your fate, we will wait here to die together. If you still Can you think of a way¡ªif you can call a few people¡ªcall me.¡±
Ge XuanbaiSent it into the mouth, and then ejaculated from the eyes.
"What is this person's background?"
"In the past, he was a commander of the Wuliang Army, but he was demoted later." Ge Xuanbai frowned, "After the battle in Wuliang City a few months ago, I heard that he saved Lord Chebei's son from a monster. "
He was silent for a moment: "I used to think it was just rumors. But now, seeing his boldness and courageand his supernatural powermaybe it's true."
Ding Min frowned and thought for a while: "Can this person be trusted?"
Ge Xuanbai said: "General Ding, do we still have to choose?"
Ding Min laughed: "Yes. All right. But this time, regardless of victory or defeat, I will never come back here alive again."
He turned to look at a few soldiers not far away who only had slightly undulating belly, and said in a low voice, "Hey, who wants to eat dirt!?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com