Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

It seems that from the beginning to the end, he is the most innocent person.

The snow on the roads in Jingzhou hadn't been cleared away, and usually no one came out, so the snow fell in vain.

Today's Jingzhou City is very lively, and the snow on the road is full of footprints and tracks.

Everyone was in a hurry, and the veteran's face was serious, knowing that he would probably have to confess today.

The recruit is different, his face is full of blankness, maybe he joined the army just to have a full meal.

Now that my stomach is not full, I have to work hard.

This is war, even if everyone is innocent, as long as one party wants to provoke a dispute, people will die.

The gate of Jingzhou turned into a weapon display area, and everything that could be handed out was piled up.

Lin Feng saw it with a binoculars and was completely amused. Is this a fight to the death?

He didn't rush to attack, the competition of firepower was just the last step, before that, there were still many ways to use.

The snow is still falling, the sky is dark, and everyone's heart is full of haze.

Liu Ruisi didn't make a clear strategic command, and the captain leading the team could only wait on the spot, secretly making up his mind that as long as the opponent made a move, they would not be polite.

But after waiting for a long time, they didn't see the other party's people moving, even if they were so close that they could almost see the enemy's clothes.

Lin Feng put back the binoculars, smiled and said, "Okay, now it's not time to start the war, light a fire and cook for me, let's talk when we're full."

When everyone heard it, there was a burst of cheers.

Several large pots were put on the table, and large pieces of beef were also taken out.

If you want to say when Ji Jiajun eats the most lively time, it must be before the start of the war, usually at that time, there is everything you want to eat.

Even rare things like beef are not stingy.

The green onion and ginger are thrown in first, followed by the cut beef, which is first stir-fried and then simmered.

Along the wind, the smell spread to the opposite camp without dissipating.

The master who is in charge of the spoon has thick arms, and even in the cold weather, he is sweating from his busy work.

Soon, Liu Ruisi's troops heard the sound of swallowing saliva one after another.

This taste is so delicious, I have never eaten it in Jingzhou, it must be the taste of the north.

"Shut up, you're useless!" the captain in charge yelled.

Veterans are fine, but how can those young recruits who are growing up be able to carry this.

They haven't eaten meat for a long time, and all they eat are thick noodles and steamed buns.

Filling, but definitely not satisfying.

Before Lin Feng's tricks were over, he asked someone to take out a lot of loudspeakers.

One is placed in front of each pot.

The sound of shovels, the gurgling sound of hot soup, and the wind with the smell of meat eroded their mouths, noses and ears.

This time, even the veterans began to swallow their saliva.

The captain in charge was furious, grabbed someone beside him and started fighting.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

The soldier who was beaten was very wronged, "Boss, I can't help it, and I don't want to."

As a result, this complaint was exchanged for a bigger fist.

This beating finally made everyone swallow their saliva much quieter.

But soon, a new voice came from over there.

"Old Zhang, today's beef is rotten enough, this bite will be full of fat."

Lao Zhang seemed to be a master of cooking spoons, he took a few breaths before speaking, "Yeah, this is not going to go to war, those old cows were not killed, and the calves were specially killed for everyone's taste."

"Haha, that's really great, come, give me another bowl."

"okay!"

What does a calf smell like?

Many people who heard this conversation couldn't help but think about this question.

Every mind is full of imagination, and under the temptation of fragrance, various shapes appear in the mind.

This time, the captain in charge didn't say a word. In fact, he could break the calm, as long as he threw a cannon and fired directly.

But deep down, he didn't move.

They are all Han Chinese, because some people in power beat you to death regardless of their parents, old and young, sometimes for what.

If Liu Ruisi was here, he probably didn't have to think about it for so long, but the situation is different now.

It doesn't matter if they finished eating over there, they started to drink soup, and the sound of sucking could be heard all over the battlefield.

After looking at it for a long time, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, now I can start fighting.

Who knew the loudspeaker over there hadn't been turned off yet.

"We're done eating, so we can't be wronged, brother, come on, read the letter!"

Following Lin Feng's order, the sad nostalgic music started playing immediately.

They have no idea what this is doing.

But soon, they knew.

"Wang Xiaodong, I'm your aunt. We're fine in Yuncheng. I heard that you're still in Jingzhou. The army that dragged the warlord sent you a letter. I don't know if you can read it. We are the only ones left in the Wang family. , Auntie is rich and doesn’t have to worry about food and clothing, so you must not blindly become a soldier and work for your life. If you want to be a soldier, you should also be with the warlord. They eat well and wear well, and everyone is kind..."

In the second half of the letter of belief, a young soldier began to wipe tears in the corner.

He doesn't know how he became a soldier, but his father and brother both became soldiers. After the war, his mother remarried. What else could he do if he didn't become a soldier?

His comrades around him looked at him and offered words of comfort.

Jingzhou is well-developed in commerce and trade, and many people have relatives in Lincheng. Even if they don't, they moved there before the war started.

Those who are trained in the army do not know these things.

But now I know clearly.

Because there are many, many letters later, from the letters, they learned that the soldiers who surrendered are also treated very well, not only that, if you join the army, your family will definitely arrange it.

Compared with Liu Ruisi's minions who took to the streets to grab charcoal before, these are two stark contrasts.

What's even more ironic is that these minions are afraid of death and never went to the front line, so they don't know anything about these things.

There were more and more crying voices in the ranks.

Who doesn't want home, who doesn't want relatives, knowing that this is a meaningless hard work, but still standing here with guns in hand, the mood can be imagined.

Lin Feng saw that the heat was almost ready, so he gave instructions to his subordinates to take a break.

During this break, I didn’t read letters, but a young brother with a particularly touching voice began to speak.

"Brothers on the opposite side, we are all Chinese sons and daughters. Why do you want to fight to the death? What else is there to do besides hurting your loved ones? Now that foreign enemies are stalking us, we should unite. We have coal for heating and burning well. The beef you have, as well as the family you miss, are waiting for you to put down your weapons and go home!"

At this time, some people were already crying unbearably, and they couldn't stop.

The captain in charge is at war with heaven and man in his heart, knowing that if he doesn't block it at this time, it will be absolutely impossible.

He gritted his teeth, and the order to attack almost reached his mouth.