War Paradise

As one of the most elite troops of the Flame Wind Army, the decoration style of the camp of the "Square Group" is very wild:

The barracks where the soldiers lived were built from the bones of large animals and covered with bison fur. The soldiers' weapon racks looked like they were assembled from human bones, and some of them had begun to turn yellow.

The red flag of the Flame Wind Army was flying in the barracks. The tattered hem makes this flag more like a burning flame.

In addition, the soldiers stationed in the barracks also dress well in line with the style of the barracks: their clothes are incomplete, showing large muscles.

However, the reason why they wear this way is not because of the "appropriate situation", but...

A soldier sitting by the well looked at the comrades who had just come from the other side and asked: "Has the rations arrived? I haven't eaten for two days."

"Not yet." The soldier who walked over shook his head. The brown rags on his body fluttered in the wind, revealing a scar across his chest.

"What are the people above...what are they doing?" The man by the well lowered his head and touched his hungry stomach: "If this goes on, the brothers will not be able to hold it anymore."

"No way, they haven't approved the increase in military rations." The soldier who had just walked weakly leaned against the well: "I can't fight now."

The "trapped regiment" they were in was the reorganized Flame Wind Army massacre unit. This army used to conquer the city under the leadership of the lord and slaughtered countless enemy soldiers.

But now, the once glorious massacre troops have fallen to the point where they can't even eat. If it weren't for the commander who was still comforting the soldiers, they might just go out and rob.

The strong body that they exercise for the sake of war requires much more energy than ordinary people. Only after being hungry for less than three days, the soldiers were almost unable to walk.

The soldiers who were unable to eat, temporarily stopped training at this time, and they were all trimmed in the camp to save energy with as few movements as possible.

"What do you think the commander will do?" The soldier sitting by the well stared at the largest tent in the middle of the barracks: "Will you lead us to retreat? Everyone is starving to death. There is no need to continue loyal to the Flame Wind Army. ..."

"Hush, are you going to die?" Another soldier immediately lowered his voice: "If the commander hears it, we will be beheaded!"

When the two were talking, they saw a red-armored soldier quickly entered the barracks and walked straight to the camp where the commander of the trapped regiment was located.

"It's the messenger? What happened?"

"The military rations are finally coming..."

The soldiers in the trapped regiment talked a lot, but the red-armored soldier turned a deaf ear to his ears, but hurried to the front of the camp and said loudly:

"General Yinshuang, I'm here to convey General Qin's order."

"Come in." An unusually low female voice sounded inside the room.

The messenger walked into the camp tent, and the light from the door into the camp tent reflected the long wooden table covered with the map.

Two giant men with a height of at least two meters, holding a halberd, standing on both sides of the wooden chair, like two tall and solid iron towers.

And sitting on the wooden chair by the table was a thin woman.

The body wrapped in light brown leather armor didn't seem to be able to fight at all, but rather seemed to be somewhat malnourished. She didn't wear a helmet, her long black hair was draped messily on her shoulders, her long and narrow Danfeng eyes were surrounded by panda-like dark circles, and her lips had lost their color. At first glance, she hadn't slept for a few days.

"If you have something to say, please." The commander of the trapped regiment named "Yin Shuang" stared at the messenger who entered the camp: "Tell General Qin that my people will soon be unable to hold it. If the supplies are not delivered, I will The group will be disbanded and the soldiers will find their way out."

"Don't be impatient." Chi Jia Lingbing said immediately: "General Qin orders you to go to the Flame Wind Palace, and the leader will meet with all the officers."

"Now I don't have time to get these imaginary things..." Yin Shuang gritted her teeth, and tapped the table with her slender fingers impatiently: "Don't you understand? My people want to eat!"

As soon as her voice fell, there was the sound of a carriage in the barracks, and the excited cheers of the soldiers:

"I have food to eat!"

"..."

Yin Shuang stood up abruptly, quickly passed by the messenger, lifted the curtain of the camp, and observed the situation in the camp:

——The four carriages, carrying many potatoes and sweet potatoes, stopped in the open space in the center of the camp. Although the food doesn't look fresh, it is undoubtedly the supreme gift of giving charcoal in the snow for the hungry soldiers in the trapped regiment.

"Don't rob!" the coachman shouted loudly, "The portion of the food is enough, you can all eat it!"

"Finally... solved."

Seeing that the soldiers under his command finally got the food, Yin Shuang let out a long sigh, turned and looked at the two "giants" who had been standing motionless in the camp, and said, "You too, go out, they are going to start cooking potatoes. NS."

The two soldiers who were still cold before suddenly jumped out with the action of a tiger pounding for food, and joined the "Qiafan Army" outside.

"Is it the army ration brought by General Qin? Thank you." Yin Shuang lay on the table, her cheeks resting on her arms and bulging out: "My subordinates won't starve to death..."

"It's an order from the lord." The messenger said: "Please set off now to the Flame Wind Palace to meet with the lord."

"Who is the lord?" Yinshuang asked in confusion, "didn't the young lord passed away?"

"This...I don't know too." The messenger shook his head: "I only know that the new lord has taken office. You should know about it after you arrive at the Flame Wind Palace."

"Okay." Yin Shuang nodded: "I will go."

Watching the messenger leave the camp, she murmured: "Anyway, no matter how bad the new lord is, he won't be more incompetent than the original ‘young lord’."

After experiencing the tragedy of starving soldiers under his command, Yin Shuang was extremely disappointed with the young master who had just taken office not long ago.

In fact, after learning that the young master was intercepted and killed by the bandits, not only did she not feel sad, but she was relieved with a sigh of relief.

That lazy and weak child was completely unable to inherit the abilities of the previous lord. In Yinshuang's view, even if he had no experience as a lord, he would be much better than that kid.

——Now that the soldiers have eaten, go and meet the new lord. But before that...

Hearing a gurgling sound in Own’s stomach, Yin Shuang stood up weakly, dragged his body that had not eaten for three days, and walked to the outside of the camp:

"You guys, don't eat all of them, but save me some!"

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