Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

About two hours later, he called Fang Mo once, and then this guy slept like a dead man.

Couldn't wake up at all.

Of course, he didn't try his best, otherwise, just a snowball would be enough to wake Fang Mo up.

So he can only stand here bitterly.

why?

Very simple.

In this team, there are only two people who can be the head of the family, and the others simply cannot bear such a terrible burden.

Fang Mo is a lieutenant general, but also a deputy commander, a military adviser, and a cook...

If he doesn't get up, will Guan Yu dare to sleep?

Not to mention that there are people outside, even if everyone is outside, he still can't sleep, otherwise something may happen.

In case, if there is an emergency and everyone panics, what should we do?

Under such circumstances, only he and Fang Mo can suppress it.

then……

"You sleep like a dead pig, I, I..." Guan Yu curled his lips in displeasure, and threw the Guan knife, which hit Fang Mo's body: "I'm going to sleep for a while, wake me up in an hour and a half , no matter what you do, it will probably be dawn by then."

"What about me? Am I going to stand here too..." Fang Mo said halfway, and fell asleep when he saw Guan Yu go in.

The snoring was loud.

He didn't understand anything yet, so he just stayed where he was.

Fortunately.

The guy named Ding Li was already waiting by the side. He told all the news he knew, and then got into the barracks in a state of exhaustion.

"Rotation? No way!"

Fang Mo kicked a few guys who he thought were good at riding, and then told them to find those who stayed outside: "By the way, replace them, you have already slept, If they don't get enough sleep, they will almost die in battle."

On this point, Guan Yu was not as far-reaching as he thought. Of course, it is also possible that Guan Yu did it on purpose.

Kindness does not hold soldiers.

Sometimes for the sake of the overall situation, some people have to be sacrificed.

"Yes!"

"Here!"

"do not worry!"

They set off one by one, and Fang Mo didn't know what to do. After all, he had never been a commander before, so he could only imitate Guan Yu just now, standing in the snow, waiting for those people to return.

Soon, the listless guys came back one by one. He hurried over and asked them to put the horses away, and then said, "Quick, all go to sleep in the tents, and prepare to leave in an hour and a half."

"Well..."

The voices of these people's promises seemed a little weak.

After arranging these people, Fang Mo stood in the snowy sky with the Daguan Dao, and began to think.

What should I do next?

Looks like it's time to boil the water!

Thinking of this, Fang Mo immediately kicked up the cooks he brought: "Get ready to cook, everyone's meals can be cooked slowly, but it must be fine, and it must be within an hour and a half, go ahead !"

The cooks responded quickly. After all, they did not have the titles that Fang Mo had before, such as lieutenant general, deputy commander, military adviser, and instructor. They only had the title of cook.

After the smoke rose, Fang Mo felt in his heart, did this point out the direction for people?

Immediately he thought, probably not.

After all, it is impossible for those guys to see this kind of scene in Daheitian, and it is all done in the tent...

"Find some thatch to cage up and cover the tent to prevent the light from leaking out." Fang Mo struggled to carry the Guan knife, and went in to give an order.

After that, he continued to stand in the snow.

……

An hour and a half later.

Fang Mo started calling people.

It started with Guan Yu, and then one person gave a kick, and soon everyone shouted.

While everyone was rubbing their hands, Fang Mo announced another thing: "The broth is ready, and the steamed buns are also fresh. Remember, don't eat too much, and you have to go on your way later, but don't worry too much." Don't be too hard on yourself."

"Oh!"

"Long live the instructor!"

"Long live the instructor!"

"Go, go!" Fang Mo's face turned cold, and said: "What can I say that I don't know? Give me long live, next time I will say my thousand years old, and then say long live the county guard, you know?"

"No, please don't!"

Guan Yu quickly stood up, rolled his eyes at Fang Mo, and then said to everyone: "No one is long live, only Your Majesty is long live."

"Long live Your Majesty!"

These fighters were smart and immediately changed the subject.

"Go and eat, long live the size, you have to live!" Fang Mo threw down the big knife unhappily, entered the tent, and changed the clothes on his body immediately.

It was too wet, and he might catch a cold if it was that way.

Afterwards, he held a big bowl, squatted with everyone and began to eat with a sigh of relief.

have to say.

At this time, he really didn't want to move at all, because he didn't follow what he said...

too full...