The demon world I designed

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, get your food, get your food!"

In the prison camp outside Nanming Mansion, a group of prisoners who had been disarmed were woken up by a heavy voice and stood up dazedly. Most of the new Golden Dragon Guards were recruits who grew up around the capital, and most of them had not been touched. After crossing the ship, they were put into several ships and transported to Nanming. Naturally, they were seasick.

Even after sleeping for an afternoon after landing, many people did not recover, but they were soon attracted by the scent.

Bloodline children are all sensitive to high-grade meat. Good monster meat can only be enjoyed in a very rare time in aristocratic families. It is used to nourish blood when hitting bottlenecks at critical times. On weekdays, they can have enough beef to eat when marching. The Jin Dynasty was already strong.

They originally thought that as prisoners, they might have to live a miserable life for a while, but they didn't expect that they would actually smell the aroma of monster meat!

A group of children from aristocratic families immediately stood up and looked forward in disbelief. The smell came from a few large barrels at the front. There was already a long queue in front of them. Those at the front were all auxiliary soldiers, that is, there were no Mortal soldiers of blood.

But it seemed that the two vats where the scent came from were actually facing their captives!

Real or fake?

With the illusion that they had not woken up, a group of bloodline soldiers lined up nervously to the front. After the other party gave them a large bowl and handed it over, they took the bowl of sticky meat porridge, ignoring the fact that the meat porridge burned their mouths. , and poured it into his mouth in large gulps.

The thick rice aroma, the wonderful taste, the strong texture of the meat, and the feeling of instant warmth that makes the whole body warm after eating the meat porridge.

It’s unmistakable, it’s the quality of monster meat!

A group of bloodline disciples suddenly looked at the two vats again with wolf-like eyes, expressions of disbelief on their faces!

Is this how Jiangnan treats prisoners?

According to convention, shouldn't we treat prisoners with gruel and death, lest they have the strength to resist?

The key is that if this kind of preferential treatment is only given to the children of their blood, it is barely understandable. No, it is actually very unbelievable, but at least you can barely think about it, why can even ordinary people enjoy such good things?

If it weren't for the few khans around who were holding knives and were watching eagerly, they would definitely snatch the meat from the auxiliary soldiers. Where could they enjoy this kind of thing?

Several lieutenants found it incredible. Is Chen Qing crazy? This kind of thing is a strategic resource in aristocratic families, right? Use it to feed prisoners and auxiliary soldiers? There is a limit to this wasteful waste of natural resources.

At this time, the ordinary soldiers were also trembling, but after eating a bowl of meat porridge, most of them not only regained their energy, but also calmed down a lot.

"Don't worry, this posture doesn't look like someone abusing the captives."

"Yes." An auxiliary soldier next to him also nodded and said: "These soldiers are extremely brave on the battlefield, and they are usually very polite. Just now I had the courage to ask a young man where he went to the toilet, and he was so polite that he took me there himself. In the past, that attitude.”

Several people around him nodded again and again. If nothing else, the big man who served the porridge seemed to be a warrior from a bloodline family, but he was quite enthusiastic when serving them the porridge. He was afraid that they would not be full, so he tried his best to give them as much porridge as possible. Meat, by the way, what kind of meat is this meat? It tastes better than beef!

"I have never seen such a gentle boy from a noble family in my life. No wonder he can win the battle." An auxiliary soldier said in a low voice.

The expressions of the others were complicated. These auxiliary soldiers were equivalent to the servants of the blood children in the military camp. When encountering those with bad tempers, it was common for them to be kicked, beaten and insulted. There were even some cruel ones who used the excuse of practice to humiliate them in various ways. There are many people who were tortured and tortured to death.

Some veterans can't refute these words. Indeed, even some of the more friendly disciples are rarely as polite as here, especially the way they look at people is like looking at another person.

Suddenly, a veteran hesitated for a long time and said, "I seemed to have seen Gu Bei just now."

"Ah?" A group of people frowned, who is Gu Bei?

However, a few auxiliary soldiers who were the same age as the veteran couldn't help but be stunned: "What did you say?"

"Gu Bei." The veteran pointed to the southwest corner: "Over there, wearing silver armor, there are a dozen strong men wandering there."

"Are you kidding me? Is that Gu Bei?" Several people looked in the direction of the other person's finger, and immediately saw a strong man who was nine feet tall and a few inches tall. They are all frighteningly powerful, just like the level of warriors who can hit a monster horse with one punch on the battlefield.

Gu Bei and the other veterans knew each other. They all served as soldiers in the north. Gu Bei retired decisively when he reached the end of his life. It is said that he went to Jiangnan and started a bodyguard business. Later, he heard that he became a sailor. business.

Why are you messing around and joining the army again? Are you going to serve as a soldier for the rebels?

The key is...how could this be him? So tall and mighty, and he can also command the kind of fierce soldiers who beat the blood children violently!

"Did you see it wrong?"

"Well, I must have read it wrong." The veteran was also skeptical at first. After all, Gu Bei was bullied by the blood children in the north before he retired and went to the escort business. If he had such ability, how could he have been bullied and humiliated like that in the first place? ?

But it was really similar. Gu Bei was a hero from the village next to him. The young men from their village had agreed to join the army together.

"Captain Gu Bei!"

Just when a few people were thinking about how many people in the world had similar looks and demeanor, a voice instantly stunned them again.

"Master Feihu calls for you to come over."

"Oh, okay!" Gu Bei grinned and quickly led a group of his men back. After walking a few steps, he seemed to notice the group of veterans who had been staring at him. He frowned at first, and then said in surprise: "Old Zhang? Why are you here? Aren’t you in the north?”

Several people looked at each other blankly, and felt stunned for a while when they heard this familiar voice.

It was actually Gu Bei!

"Gu Bei, you, are you serving as a soldier here?" the soldier named Lao Zhang asked dryly.

"Yeah, can't you recognize it?" Gu Bei chuckled and said, "That's right, I've gained a lot of weight recently."

What do you call fat?

Lao Zhang's eyes widened, he was obviously twice as strong, wasn't he?

"By the way, Lao Zhang, take a look, do you remember this guy?" Gu Bei casually pulled a strong soldier next to him and asked, stroking his head.

The strong man was obviously much younger, and he was actually a little shy: "Uncle Zhang."

The childish voice, Uncle Zhang, instantly made Lao Zhang excited: "Are you Hei Wa?"

The other party's voice, demeanor, and dark complexion suddenly reminded him of a certain figure, an extremely thin snot-nosed boy who had clamored to join them as a soldier.

"Okay, Lao Zhang, let's talk tonight. I'll go see what the general wants from me first."

"Oh, okay, okay," Lao Zhang nodded repeatedly.

After a group of people walked away, the soldier next to him approached and asked, "Do you know Lao Zhang?"

"We know each other." Lao Zhang couldn't believe it. Until now, he couldn't believe that the two guys who were stronger than bears and majestic on the battlefield could actually have Gu Bei and Hei Wa?

What exactly is going on?

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"General, let's eat some."

In the military camp, in a tent with special specifications, a tall and powerful man was lying in the tent. His upper body was naked and wrapped in a bandage. There was obvious black and red blood oozing out of his chest, but because he had been coated with some kind of herbal medicine, it was obvious that No more heavy bleeding.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar next to him persuaded: "I have tried this porridge. It should have a very good nourishing effect on you blood children. However, Chen Qing does not seem to be unfamiliar with this stuff. I just walked around and it was all over the camp. Everyone is eating this.”

Yuchipeng took a look at the rice porridge. It was extremely fragrant, but he had no appetite.

The one who persuaded was Luo Yi, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites. Seeing that Yuchi Peng was still in a daze, he sighed and said: "General, victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers. It is a good thing to survive. Why do you act like this?"

Yu Chipeng glanced at the other party and said angrily: "This is the first time in my life that I am a prisoner."

"Who is not the first time?" Luo Yi said funnyly: "You can't just live, right?"

Yu Chipeng sighed deeply: "It's embarrassing."

"It's not a shame to lose to Xu Hu."

A voice came from outside the camp, and the two of them looked over, and immediately saw a man in black walking in without knowing when.

Both Yu Chipeng and Luo Yi were stunned.

They knew the person coming, it was Wei Gongcheng, but what surprised them was the way Wei Gongcheng came in.

In order to prevent Yu Chipeng from getting cold due to the wind, the tent curtains were closed. When the other party came in, they had to at least pull up the tent, but the other party appeared in front of them so suddenly.

Yu Chipeng didn't see clearly how the other party came in, and neither did Luo Yi, because the other party's technique should be that of a warlock, but as a first-level warlock, he didn't feel it at all!

Seeing Yuchipeng in a daze, Wei Gongcheng didn't care, but sat down with a jug of wine and opened the jug. A strange aroma of wine immediately shocked the depressed Yuchipeng, who sat up straight.

"Red ginseng wine is a new product from Daqingshan in Liuzhou. It's very good." Wei Gongcheng put down the wine bottle with a smile and gave Yu Chipeng a glass: "It is the most popular product in the Dou Shen Army today to nourish qi and strengthen the spirit. of wine.”

Yu Chipeng couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma of wine, so he picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth. Luo Yi frowned when he saw this. As warlocks, they are quite proficient in medicine and know that injured people cannot drink alcohol.

But for some reason, seeing Yu Chipeng take a sip of wine, his energy and energy improved a lot, and he suddenly became curious about the drink.

He had never been a drinker and couldn't help but lick his tongue. He felt that this thing was also good for warlocks!

"Good wine!!" Yu Chipeng praised: "It's even better than the Xuelixiang spread from the south of the Yangtze River to the capital. Is this called red ginseng wine?"

Wei Gongcheng smiled and nodded, and poured a drink for Luo Yi: "Master Luo, would you like a drink too?"

"Thank you." Luo Yi's eyes lit up and he quickly took it politely. He took it and took a sip. Suddenly he felt that his whole body was floating.

nice one! !

This thing not only tastes extremely sweet, it can actually bring the essence into an extremely comfortable saturated state. He is very sure that this drink has the effect of replenishing spiritual power, and is even more high-end than the top secret medicine of the warlock family!

"You have become more powerful." Yu Chipeng looked at Wei Gongcheng: "I didn't even see how you got in."

"Small means," Wei Gongcheng said with a smile.

"Small trick?" Yu Chipeng chuckled and said, "This kind of little trick that can appear within three feet of me at any time without being noticed is a bit scary."

Wei Gongcheng didn't answer, he poured himself a glass and took a nice sip.

I really didn't expect that my Wei family would actually have a good wine maker.

"Who is better now, you or that Xu Hu?" Yu Chipeng asked.

"How do you say this?" Wei Gongcheng put down his wine glass: "General Xu Hu is the God of War. He is responsible for fighting and killing. He is naturally stronger in frontal combat."

"Stronger?" Yu Chipeng looked at Wei Gongcheng with squinted eyes.

It’s been a year since I last saw you. The stroke has changed a lot.

Posted late, I'm really sorry, Rubik's Cube has not been able to save the manuscript these days.

I will work hard to save the manuscript later, hehe, the average order is over 8,000, thank you for your support! !