Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 2 Return to Camp
The jumping flames flickered on and off on everyone's faces.

At this time, the wild boar's carcass had lost two front legs and turned into broth on the fire.

The mountain forest became more and more quiet, and the smell of meat floated faintly in the night.

Unlike other teenagers who gobbled it up, Wang Zheng chewed every mouthful slowly, allowing the taste buds on the tip of his tongue to fully feel the memory, and slowly swallowed until aftertaste.
The expression on his face also always carried a strange seriousness, which was completely different from the happy and contented expressions on other people's faces.

So in the end, a group of people had finished eating, and they all stared at Wang Zhengxing with blinking eyes.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, in the wild.

The flames gradually faded, and the chill became more and more penetrating. Even this group of young people began to be unbearable. From time to time, some people stomped their feet and sharpened their fists, but no one urged Wang Zheng.

Except for Wu Sheng, although the others have only met Wang Zheng for a short time, they have long been impressed by his bravery.

We must know that even in the modern age where personal force has the weakest influence on the surrounding era, the influence of fighting sports still has no shortage of fanatical fans, and boxing is a mainstream sport.

What's more, the worship of personal force at this time far exceeds that of the Han Dynasty in later generations.

What's more, tonight's Wang Zheng has an additional halo of "Huang Tian blesses and bestows divine power".

When the last bit of flame on the fire was turned into embers, Wang Zheng finally swallowed the last mouthful of broth.

He stood up and smiled at everyone: "Eating is too slow, I kept you guys waiting for a long time."

The other teenagers got up one after another and waved their hands repeatedly to say no, only Wu Sheng scratched his head and complained kindly like an acquaintance:
"Ah Zheng, I remember that you used to eat very refreshingly. Why are you so mother-in-law now?"

As he spoke, he seemed to feel that the tone was a bit heavy, and he quickly added an explanation:

"I don't blame you. I didn't talk a few times before. The main reason is that it's really too cold today. I just sat for a while, and my legs are almost numb from the cold."

Wang Zheng smiled and didn't answer.

After getting along these days, he already knew Wu Sheng well.

Gluttonous, a bit greasy, but not bad in nature, so naturally he doesn't mind.

What's more, not to mention the original owner Wang Zheng in his mouth, it was his previous life, and he often wiped out a takeaway in a couple of minutes between playing games.

When it comes to eating efficiency, this group of ancient people should have been a group of younger brothers.

It's just that when he surrendered to Cao Cao along with the 30 Yellow Turban Army, and when he ate a hot meal for the first time after crossing, he found that he couldn't help chewing every bite of food in his mouth like a demon. .

In his previous life, his parents told him to "eat slowly for better absorption in the stomach" countless times, but it was useless for him to be extremely hungry for a month, but he really started to eat slowly.

"Leave the two hind legs to me and Wu Sheng, and you can divide the rest."

He glanced at the wild boar corpse, and said casually: "You should have finished the rations distributed last time. There is still some time before the military salary is distributed. You should divide the pork and bring it to your family. Remember to calculate the time and don't eat it every day." Too much, should be enough to support."

The unconditional surrender of 30 Qingzhou Yellow Turbans to Cao Cao was naturally not due to Cao Cao's shock.

With more than 1 soldiers and horses in his area at this time, he was able to accomplish such a feat of swallowing an elephant. It was not because of the beautiful design in the history books that he would fight day and night. The real reason was that Cao Cao surrendered and gave a promise: pay
The payment of military pay is the distribution of food.

This point is enough to make Qingzhou Huangjin, who is in a desperate situation, completely bow down under Wei Wu's underpants.

Objectively speaking, Cao Cao's treatment of the Yellow Turbans can be regarded as preferential treatment.

According to historical records, Cao Cao attached great importance to military discipline, but the military camp where Wang Zheng is at the moment, the discipline is unbelievably lax, just because Wang Zheng and others can often sneak out of the military camp to hunt;
Not to mention military pay.

Cao Cao’s payment regulations for the Qingzhou Army were five dendrobiums for elite soldiers, and three dendrobiums for the rest. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, one dendrobium was about 27 catties. Wang Zheng, a group of half-sized men, could lead the army to pay three dendrobiums every month.It is reasonable enough to eat two meals a day.

It's just that three dendrobiums are enough to feed one person per month, but not enough to feed a family.

Behind the 30 Qingzhou Army, there are still more than a million old and weak women and children standing.

Everyone agreed in unison, and soon after packing up, they took advantage of the bright moonlight and returned to the barracks.

This is Zhao County, Qi County, Qingzhou.

A total of more than [-] Qingzhou troops were stationed near the county seat.

When they came to the gate of the barracks, the footsteps of the crowd attracted the hounds to bark, and woke up Wu Zhuang who had fallen into a dream.

It was his turn to guard the camp today. After waking up, Wu Zhuang immediately clenched the wooden spear in his hand and looked forward vigilantly. He didn't relax again until he saw clearly by the light of the fire. yawn.

"Yo, the youngest of the Wang family, this time I have gained a lot."

When everyone approached, Wu Zhuang wiped off some eye dropsy on his face, looked at the packages they were carrying, sniffed them, and joked with a smile:
"Congratulations, will your family be eating meat every day?"

The hunting dog also ran to Wang Zheng's side and kept making circles, rubbing against Wang Zheng intimately and barking, Wang Zheng smiled and took out a piece of internal organs and was teasing him. Hearing this, he looked up at Wuzhuang, and moved his chin slightly in the direction of Wu Sheng. He raised his lips and smiled back:
"Congratulations too, Uncle Wu. You must have a lot of fun with wine and meat in the days ahead."

"Haha, then I still have to thank you for bringing my kid."

Wu Zhuang first laughed heartily, then glared at Wu Sheng who was hiding his head.

Wu Zhuang is exactly Wu Sheng's father.

Both father and son have the same problems, broken mouth, greedy for petty gains, and belong to the more cunning kind of farmers.

"Little bastard, where are you hiding, bring it!"

"Why? This is what I have worked so hard this winter. It's called... yes, brother said labor income!"

"What a mess, since I'm your father, what's yours is mine!"

It was already late at night, and Wang Zheng didn't care about Wu Sheng who was dissatisfied after being snatched by Wu Zhuang. He let the father and son quarrel, nodded to the others, stopped talking, and went straight to his house. to the barracks.

The next day.

Wang Zheng was sleeping soundly on the bunk, and the small skylight cast a little light, but it was enough to illuminate the barracks at this time, and there was a thin figure.

She tiptoed towards Wang Zheng's position, and when she got to the bed, she stretched out a small hand to approach Wang Zheng's face, and when she saw that she was about to touch it, Wang Zheng's right arm suddenly raised to grab that little hand.

The next moment, Wang Zheng opened his eyes, and the ignorance in his eyes flashed past, as if he had just woken up.

When he saw the person coming, he was startled. The actions just now were all instinctive reactions of the body, and he had used all his strength. You must know that Wang Zheng's strength value was at [-] points at this time, and he was already a normal adult. It is more than several times that, if it is really firm
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and quickly withdrew his strength, but the last bit of inertia still gave him a headache for the next scene.

Looking at the little girl who ran away holding her little hand and crying loudly, Wang Zheng felt helpless:
"Xiao Qi, didn't I tell you not to approach me when I was sleeping?"

(End of this chapter)