Generals and Puppet Emperors

Not everyone wants to fight.

Especially on such a sunny day, the sun was like a steamer, and sweat wiped his forehead.The exhaled breath seemed to contain heat, and as soon as it came into contact with the hot air, it exhaled a strong and tiresome breath.

I looked down at my reflection in a puddle of water.

I looked up from my worn out heel, and the afterglow of the setting sun was still reflected in my eyes in the twisted reflection of the water.

My eyes appeared to be very large, the size of an egg, which at first glance was scary.

I don't know whether it is the effect of water or the effect of the battlefield.

Exhaustion doesn't overwhelm me, but it never brings me enjoyment either.

It's good to have a victory today.

The bonfire was raised, and temporary camps were set up. We captured a group of cattle and sheep from the Xiongnu, but we didn’t have enough food and grass to raise them, so we simply killed them, dressed them up and roasted them, and distributed them to the hungry soldiers.

Everyone is very happy.

Everyone was given a large piece of meat, but many people chose to tear the piece of meat rudely but slowly, acting like a wolf, but cautiously like a sheep.

Alcohol was also prepared, but it was not the strongest wine, and it could only be given to the soldiers to taste.In order not to get drunk in front of you, you will not be able to travel in the middle of the night and delay your trip.

There's a captive guy sitting across from me.

He was tied to a post, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.

But his mouth was gagged.

I think this method is very considerate for him, and avoids the possibility of his mouth getting dry because of talking too much, and he should be grateful to me.

Thinking this way, I stopped playing the game of staring and seeing who loses first with him.He ate the barbecue by himself.

I am the coach, the treatment is better, the meat that is distributed to me is bigger, and there are plenty of seasonings such as cumin.

In short, it smells great.

The captive's eyeballs were about to pop out.

I think it's probably because he's immersed in his own fantasy, wishing for plums to quench his thirst, this is really a good way to deceive himself and others.

It's a pity that my soldiers don't eat this set.

Therefore, they work harder to kill the enemy, because killing the enemy is equivalent to having enough food and clothing.

"Are you hungry?" I asked the captive, eyes twitching.

He couldn't answer, but I could already see it from his demeanor. Counting, it has been more than half a day since he was captured.This guy is still a capable general who needs a lot of food supplements, and now the depths of his stomach are about to roar into thunder.

"That's how I am happy."

I say so.

Hungry, you can't die for a day and a half. This guy has a hard mouth, and he can't pry out anything useful. It really makes people want to bury him on the spot.

The other soldiers are busy enjoying it, that is, I am a little more leisurely.

Probably because he was so bored that he wanted to use the pain of the enemy to dispel his thoughts about Aman.

The moon is curved, just like her curved eyebrows.

The matter of taking advantage of the moon to express my feelings inevitably fell on me.

After drying the captive, I turned and went back to camp.

My soldiers were flushed, the fire was exposed to the night sky, and the swirling smoke rose high.

I went back to the camp and started drinking one cup after another. The sweat condensed on my body and I felt sticky and heavy.

I tell them about those frozen treats that are unique to the height of summer.

Just talking, the sound of swallowing saliva reached my ears.

... Alas, I also want to eat the honey water of Amantiao.

The sweet and greasy feeling, at this time, the aftertaste is very easy.