After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

After crying for a long time, Mu Xi dragged San Longtou to the roadside and buried him in the thick snow. How many San Longtou died in this damn war? They had no family or career, but died in this cold world for a few pieces of silver and a bite of food.

"Gee!" A burst of hurried horse hooves sounds came, and An Muxi suddenly looked up.

I saw a team of cavalry from the Apocalypse Kingdom appearing in the west. Each of them looked like a Shura from hell, shaking the swords in their hands, and each sword was shining coldly in the morning light.

"An Xin, run!" A soldier who was not dead yet shouted to Mu Xi with all his might.

Mu Xi did not stand up, because he could not run away at all. It seemed that this group of bastards were waiting for him here. Since they were here, he might as well meet them properly. It would be unfair to those dead soldiers if he did not turn the Apocalypse Kingdom’s military camp upside down.

The cavalry of Tianqi came to Mu Xi with a smug look on their faces. A dark-faced man said in a deep voice, "Come here, catch the one who can run and make him a live target for the soldiers."

"Boss, this guy was able to get here last night, so his martial arts skills must be good. If we keep him here, he might be a nuisance."

"Give him only one steamed bun every three days, how can he make a big wave? Look at how weak he is, like a woman?"

"Hahaha, that's right. The Great Xia Kingdom is empty-handed. Even weaklings like this are sent to serve as soldiers. It seems that the Great Xia Kingdom is doomed!"

Everyone burst into laughter, it was extremely arrogant.

Two men came up together, tied Muxi tightly and threw him on the horse's back.

After a bumpy journey, Mu Xi was taken to the military camp of Tianqi Kingdom.

After being thrown roughly to the ground, several soldiers pushed her into an iron gate. The moment the iron gate was closed, Mu Xi almost cried. She saw more than a dozen people in the room, all of them skinny and with eyes as big as copper bells. Although their military uniforms were in tatters, they could still be seen as soldiers of Da Xia.

"How long have you been locked up?" Mu Xi's voice trembled as he used a dagger to cut the ropes on his body.

"Two months!" A man with a scar on his forehead said in a hoarse voice. He stared at Mu Xi's face full of collagen with a gentle look. His fiancée also had the same skin.

The man lying on the straw turned around and said, "The people of Tianqi Country are not human. They don't give me enough food, and they want us to work every day!" He said it in an accusing tone, and then he started coughing violently.

Mu Xi looked at the others again and found that they all had livid faces and dazed expressions. Some were rubbing the chilblains on their hands, while others were lying motionless on the straw, their feet had rotted and necrotic, and they seemed to be dead.

"What do you do every day?"

"Collect horse manure, they have a lot of war horses!"

“What time do you clean up the horse manure every day?”

"Every morning, after all the horses are out of the pen."

"Oh!" An Muxi opened the bag and took out a bag of wine and three boxes of cakes. "Each of you eat less. Eating too much will make you vomit easily. I'll make some porridge for you later!"

When they saw the food, everyone's eyes immediately lit up and they crawled over trembling.

Mu Xi opened the outermost layer of the backpack and took out the snow-white rice from it, "Where do you put the rice?"

A man quickly lifted up the broken pot on the ground and handed it to Mu Xi. The moment the rice grains touched the pot, a rustling sound was made. Everyone stared at the snow-white rice, as if seeing hope. They all cast grateful eyes towards Mu Xi, "Little brother, you are here to save us. We haven't seen rice for a long time!"

"Don't make a noise. Do you want others to know?" An Muxi warned sternly. After taking out half a pot of rice, he zipped up his backpack and put it on his back. "Do you have a way to get out of here?"

The scarred man stared at Mu Xi for a while, then moved away, pulled aside the straw on the ground, and tore open the rag, revealing a dark hole.

"From here we can climb up to Ma Pengli. We often go out to steal some horse feed. Otherwise, we wouldn't be alive today!"

"Okay, I'll go out for a while, you guys wait for my good news!" Mu Xi jumped into the cave.

After climbing for a while with great effort, I came out of the cave, smelled a strong odor of urine, and saw a group of horse butts.

An Muxi changed into the clothes of a soldier of the Apocalypse Kingdom and walked out. Fortunately, he was smart and took off the clothes of a dead person when he escaped.

After walking out of Ma Peng, he saw countless barracks. When he saw the rows of grain stores in the distance, his heart began to beat wildly. If he could get all this grain into the space, it would be equivalent to defeating the Apocalypse Kingdom. His trip would not be in vain, and Sanlangtou's death would not be in vain.

After getting familiar with the road conditions, Mu Xi found a warehouse, stole a lot of Apocalypse Kingdom's military uniforms and threw them into the space, then returned to Ma Peng again and went into the cave.

When the scarred man heard the noise at the cave entrance, he immediately pulled away the straw, but he didn't expect that what was revealed was a bag of steamed buns, followed by a large bag of ginger, a pile of cotton-padded clothes and trousers from the Apocalypse Kingdom, and finally Mu Xi's dirty little head popped out.

Looking at everyone's astonished eyes, Mu Xi showed his sharp white teeth, "Don't worry, I stole their warehouse, they won't suspect us for a while, you just need to eat well and dress warmly, we will escape at midnight tonight!"

"It's the middle of the night today, why not keep it for another day?" asked the man with the scar.

"If I rest for one more day, I'm afraid they will use me as a target and shoot me to death! Besides, if they lose these clothes, they might become suspicious of us. There are so many horses out there, as long as you can climb on their backs, you can run. Otherwise, with your bodies like this, you won't be able to fight even after resting for ten days or half a month!"

"There are so many of them, they will kill us!" said a soldier in frustration.

"If you are afraid of death, stay here. Don't force it."

Mu Xi opened the bag of steamed buns, "Five steamed buns per person, keep them warm in your arms." He had to remember that he had put some extra steamed buns in the space, otherwise he would have eaten nothing.

The scarred man picked up a bag of ginger and threw it to a brother next to him, "Go make ginger soup. You will die sooner or later. Why not give it a try? Maybe you can survive!"

"Yes, boss, we will all listen to you!" The soldier went to make a fire with ginger.

So everyone started moving.

Everyone put on Apocalypse country cotton clothes, drank hot ginger soup, and immediately felt like they were alive again.

Anmuxi took out a large bag of antibiotics, frostbite medicine, and painkillers from his backpack, distributed them to everyone, and told everyone how to use them.

Then he took out a large bag of hallucinogens and looked at the scarred man, "When the barracks get chaotic, each of you will hold a bundle of straw, pour the hallucinogens on the straw and light it. The thick smoke will knock out many Apocalypse soldiers."

"I understand, little brother. There is a bigger pile of firewood in the south. I'll go there to put the drugs and set it on fire!" The scarred man stared at An Muxi with burning eyes, feeling that the hatred that had been suppressed for a long time had finally been avenged.

"By the way, don't let the smoke choke you. Soak some cotton cloth and tie it around your mouth and nose!"

"Understood!" Everyone responded in unison.

After all matters were explained, everyone closed their eyes and waited for dark day.