Song Beichuan said: "What did you discover?"

"In fact, they left nothing, but they left very thoroughly, taking away all the precious antiques, gold, silver and treasures, and young laborers were among them. The only ones left were dilapidated buildings, some useless women and elderly people, and the rest were taken away. And there was also that they did not leave the explosives in the city, and did not destroy all the things here before leaving. In short, it was a bit human."

After listening to Chu Xiaoyi's speech, Song Beichuan nodded, but he didn't understand why these people chose to escape. Without land and the ability to rebuild weapons, it means that the food and bullets will eventually be consumed.

However, it is difficult for them to last until that day. When they arrive in Shuzhou Province, they may be able to see the cruelest scene in the world.

Zombies hold guns in their hands, and that kind of fear brings them to people is not a joke. Even if the original zombies are powerful, they are still within the scope of wild animals, but zombies now should be enemies.

This is not something that can be obtained by any creature. You will never point at tigers, bears, or something, and shout loudly: "Attack the enemy."

No one did this with each other. Although the animals were fierce, they were just animals after all.

"I don't want to watch them die." Song Beichuan said.

Chu Xiaoyi sighed. Didn’t he think so? Although he is enemies of each other now, he is still human. If these tens of thousands of people go, they will die first on the road. Then, after arriving in Shuzhou Province, there will undoubtedly be another group of people. It would be better if someone escaped by luck. If not, they will all die.

"I'm not like this, but they've been away for a while."

Song Beichuan smiled and said, "They are too many and can't walk fast. I want me to send people to pardon them, accept their surrender, and not to hurt them. As for those who are guilty, let them go first. When the situation is stable and people's hearts are stable, it is not too late to cure them. Now try to save them first. It's always better to just watch them die like this."

Chu Xiaoyi said: "I have sent people. Not only me, but also fat men's troops have sent people, but the result is not ideal. None of the sent out came back. Until this morning, the people from the Hidden Army said that they encountered the bodies of our soldiers on the road and were shot out of bullets. If they hadn't seen the clothes, they would have become the ignorant wild ghost on the road."

Upon hearing this, blue veins slowly burst out from Song Beichuan's forehead. He could not be angry, because his kindness ended up with an innocent sacrifice, but he was not a child and would not lose his reason because of such a thing. So he waved his hands and said, "There is a way to go in heaven, and there is no way to go to hell. If a person seeks death, you can't stop him, so that's it."

Chu Xiaoyi said: "The army has prepared some food for you. Maybe it is not as good as the one in the city, but it is understandable."

"I have never paid much attention to what I eat. I can eat it. I am so scared and a little hungry on the way." Song Beichuan said.

The two of them came to the army's tent side by side. The two sat down opposite each other. Then the dishes were served. The food was very simple. One meat dish was stewed with mutton and a large bowl of mutton soup. The soup was white and thick and had a mutton smell. People like Song Beichuan who like mutton like this is the taste the most. The remaining dishes were slightly average. One was the three-fresh dish in the northeast, plus a green pepper and egg, and the last one was pork, cabbage and vermicelli. If you were to say it was a pig slaughter dish, it was not used to sauerkraut, which was not authentic, but it was also very delicious.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, Chu Xiaoyi rubbed his hands and smiled: "Military affairs are here, let's get rid of this wine first."

Song Beichuan also smiled and nodded. He was not so eager for alcohol. He always felt that it would hurt his brain and his usual reactions would slow down. In this way, the opportunity might slip away inadvertently, but it would be different for cigarettes. Smoke one before eating.

The clouds and mist were shrouded in my fingertips, and then I put a bowl of soup for myself. The fresh soup flowed into my mouth, feeling full of strength. This may be the magic of food.

However, at this time, he thought of Lailaizi who was unconscious. Although he knew to treat him in time and not lose his life, he did not want to fall into any root cause. In this way, Song Beichuan would feel guilty and value love and righteousness. Sometimes it is a weapon, and sometimes it is a weakness.

Chu Xiaoyi also stuffed an egg into his mouth and said, "The cooking class's skills are getting better and better."

While talking, the curtain of the camp was lifted open. Song Beichuan and Chu Xiaoyi turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the fat man was sticking out his head with a smile on his face.

"Fatty, why are you here!" Song Beichuan cursed with a smile.

When the fat man saw his whereabouts, he walked in from the door with his big belly and said, "I heard that you were attacked. I'm worried. Come and see you. Now you are quite energetic, so I'll leave." He said that, but his body was very honest and walked towards the dining table.

When Song Beichuan saw his old friend, he felt endless joy, so he said, "Do you still want to leave? Sit down and give me some food!"

Chu Xiaoyi felt happy when he saw this scene. After all, he had never heard of it. When Song Beichuan spoke, he couldn't say it was funny. He could only echo: "Wang Meng has such a big appetite, I have to let the kitchen team cook some food!"

The fat man smiled and said, "It won't cost you your heart, I'll bring it myself." Then he clapped his hands and saw soldiers outside walking in with an object wrapped in silver tin foil.

After putting the thing on the table, he walked out again. He might have taken a sneak peek at Song Beichuan throughout the whole process. This is normal, because Song Beichuan's identity is no different from a god in their eyes, a leader who saves countless people.

Song Beichuan also noticed his admiring gaze. Obviously, he had become accustomed to this gaze. He no longer had the initial sense of vanity. He felt that he was still a character. When all the light shone on him, he naturally went back to find the lost dullness.

The fat man spread the silver tin foil layer by layer, and soon a red roast lamb leg appeared. The scent of the nose rose up instantly and crawled into Song Beichuan's nose. He immediately smiled and said, "You fat man, I think you have gained weight recently. How can you not be fat if you eat so much greasy food every day? I shouldn't have transferred you to Tartars, which are full of grasslands, and are rich in cattle and sheep. They are very fat when they grow fat. I will give you 200 kilograms sooner or later!"

The fat man touched his head and said, "It's already here."

Song Beichuan helplessly tore off a piece of mutton and put it into his mouth. The roasted lamb legs were indeed well-known, with burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The unique fragrance of mutton and the smoke of the high fire made people want to swallow their tongues.

The fat man said, "Chu Xiaoyi, you are weak, you have to eat more meat to supplement."

Chu Xiaoyi nodded. He was not a carnivore. Although humans were omnivorous animals, some people were willing to eat vegetables and some were willing to eat meat. Chu Xiaoyi was definitely the kind of person who was willing to eat vegetarian dishes. However, the fat man was generous and enthusiastic, so he could not refuse. So he tore off a piece of meat and ate it in his mouth. He said it was delicious, but he never touched the mutton again.

Song Beichuan also ate 80% full, and it was not easy to eat too much at night, so the roast lamb legs brought by the fat man eventually got into his stomach.

So much so that Song Beichuan often thought that there was a miniature universe inside his belly, and the stomach bag might turn into a black hole.

After everyone finished eating, the fat man returned to his station. Song Beichuan went to the place where Lailaizi rested and took a look. The doctor told Song Beichuan that he only injured his intestines, but after recovery, he would probably not leave any root cause.

This may be the happiest place Song Beichuan today.

He touched Lailazi's forehead while sleeping, then returned to the tent and went to bed for the time being.

By the next day, he led the four continental war troops to enter Shanyou Province together. Song Beichuan still liked it here. After all, noodles are the best in the world. Song Beichuan is another person who loves noodles, so it can be considered that fish have entered the sea.

But the desolation here is far beyond Song Beichuan's imagination. It is so dilapidated that people slept on the street, without even a neat body. The man simply wore his upper body and wore sack-like shorts under him. The woman was wrapped in something that was unknown, but only covered three points, with large patches of dirty skin on her body.

Song Beichuan sat in the jeep and looked at everything about the city. He felt unbearable and immediately said to Chu Xiaoyi beside him: "I'll send a telegram to Zhang Shouren and ask him to transport some food."

Chu Xiaoyi nodded. He also admired Song Beichuan's kindness very much. It was precisely because of such kindness that he was able to form such a team.

After the troops were stable, the first thing Song Beichuan did here was to take off the collar around their necks.

As we all know, under the leadership of Gao Zhenjue, Shanyou Province has completely become a major slave province. It is common for human trafficking to be common. All slaves have a collar around their necks, but it is not certain that any collar is good. Some are metal, and some are not good, and some are weaving branches.

Things like hierarchy will be produced in slaves, which makes people feel sad. Therefore, the slogan of equality for everyone will never be realized, so we can only try our best to get closer.

But no matter what level of slaves, Song Beichuan took off the collars and put them together, burning them clean with a fire.

At that moment, these humiliated slaves had light in their eyes.
Chapter completed!