Chief don't slap in the face

The centurion fell silent.

At this moment, a wave of stones was shot, and some darts were mixed with it. Suddenly, several rout soldiers were hit on their necks, and their bodies went numb and weak.

"Enemy attack!"

The broken soldiers were shocked, back to back, forming a circle.

"Don't kill us, we are willing to be guides and help you catch Xia Ji!"

The defeated soldier spoke.

"unnecessary!"

The savage who appeared refused with a cold tone.

"Well, even if you want to be a traitor, you can't do it."

People are desperate.

"If you want to survive, throw away your weapon and kneel down, or you will be shot to death!"

The Savage growled.

"Who knows if you will lie to others?"

The centurion saw three heads hanging from the savage's belt, so he couldn't believe him.

"Hmph, do you have a chance to choose?"

The Savage sneered.

The expressions of the defeated soldiers immediately became embarrassing. If they don’t surrender, they will definitely die. If they surrender, they might die too.

"Fortunately for you, we are short of people in Chaoge. If you voluntarily surrender now, you are at most a prisoner. After a few years of working in a lumber field or a quarry, you can become a civilian."

The wild man sneered: "If we catch him, he will be sent directly to the mine."

"We surrender!"

Seeing the shadows of people in the woods, the broken soldiers helplessly dropped their weapons, put their heads in their hands, and knelt on the ground.

"Okay, let's all kneel together!"

The savage collected the scattered weapons on the ground, and then ordered his subordinates: "Rest and eat!"

"The patriarch is right ahead, don't you go after him?"

There is a rout alert.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to escape the wasteland anyway!"

The savage took out the buckskin water bag, took a few mouthfuls, took out the bronze lunch box, and started eating lunch.

With these captives, the military achievements are almost done, and we can take a rest.

"Nimma, these savages eat better than me!"

The centurion is depressed. He is an officer and has a small job, but compared with these savages, he is far behind.

The other soldiers also noticed that in the bronze lunch box, there was a layer of cooked rice, garnished with Wukuai bacon, and some unnamed dishes.

"Haven't you seen it?"

The savage smiled, and while stirring, he introduced: "Stir-fried seasonal vegetables with shredded pork, scrambled eggs, and pickles!"

Gum!Gum!

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded.

"Because of going out to fight, the food can only be simpler!"

As the savage said, he took out a hard-boiled egg, cracked it on the lunch box, and began to peel it.

"Is this still crude?"

The centurion thought that this egg belonged exclusively to the savage chief, but he soon discovered that other savages also had it, and the style was different.

Chapter 449

There are many ways to eat eggs in Chaoge, such as salted duck eggs, preserved eggs, tea eggs...

Because it is an expedition, eggs are easy to carry, so this has become a military ration.

"Why do you have so many eggs?"

The centurion was dumbfounded.

In this era, there is no breeding technology, all rely on the hens to lay their own eggs, and the rations of ordinary people have not been settled yet, so it is impossible to raise chickens, so the nobles keep some, like this thing that distributes eggs to soldiers Even Zhao's regular army would not be so extravagant.

"Because we have a lot of chickens and ducks in Chaoge!"

The savage ate the egg, and some crumbs fell to the ground because he ate it too fast, but he didn't pick it up.

A group of Xia's soldiers swallowed their saliva when they saw this scene, this is an egg, if it were them, they would eat the shell.

"My ancestors, is Chao Ge already rich to this point?"

Xia's soldiers found a blind spot while sighing with emotion. These soldiers are savages, belonging to the first level of cannon fodder. Even if they eat so well, wouldn't the meals of the regular army be even more exaggerated?

"Actually, it's not bad to be a miner in our tribe. You can eat at least three meals!"

The Savage laughed.

"Three meals?"

"You lied to a ghost!"

"I'm not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue!"

The soldiers of the Xia Clan despise that no noble family dares to be so extravagant for three meals a day.

"believe it or not!"

Savage didn't bother to talk.

The centurion noticed that these savages had no intention of guarding them at all, except for disarming their weapons, they didn't care, as if they were tired of looking at them even more.

But no one chased them away. Looking at the blood on these savages and the heads that were not willing to eat from their belts, it showed that they did it on purpose.