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In the Yellow Turban camp under Zhuo County.

Cheng Yuanzhi, the leader of the Yellow Turbans, and a group of leaders were drinking happily.

After finally gaining power, of course they had to spend it lavishly.

In the camp, some of the Yellow Turbans' personal soldiers, who were small gangsters in various places before.

Gathered together to eat.

However, most of the ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers in the camp could only watch the few people eating.

Even if they were so hungry that they could not bear it, even if they starved to death, the Yellow Turban leaders would not even look at them.

At most, they would let them fend for themselves.

Go out to find food.

Now, even the immortal soil has been eaten up.

Most of the Yellow Turbans in the camp were starving.

"When can we break through Zhuo County!"

Some of the Yellow Turbans stared at the city wall in a daze.

"If we can break through the city and kill two landlords, we can have a full meal."

"Yes!"

A group of Yellow Turban soldiers gathered together with their families.

Resisting hunger.

The night was getting darker.

The Yellow Turban camp and Zhuo County were adjacent to each other.

As if they had a common understanding, the Yellow Turbans would not attack and Zhuo County would not leave.

Every day during the day, a few insults were the biggest conflict.

The night was getting darker and darker, and a figure sneaked into the loose Yellow Turban camp.

"Who?!"

Someone exclaimed in a tattered tent.

Suddenly, a person entered the tent, which made him a little scared.

"It's me, Lao Li!"

The familiar voice sounded beside his ears, making the family in the tent relax.

"I was scared to death!"

The only man in the tent asked, "Why did you come back so late?"

"How is Tiezhuang?"

"Tiezhuang is very powerful." Lao Li told the family in the tent.

He told them about his experience in Tiezhuang vividly.

One after another exclaimed.

"Oh my God! In this day and age, there is still a village that allows everyone to eat three meals a day?!"

Not only men in the tent, but also women, children and the elderly exclaimed in low voices.

Lao Li took out some dried seafood from his arms, "One for each person, put it in your mouth and slowly melt it."

"What is this, why is it so fragrant?" The man took it and put it in front of his nose to smell it carefully.

"What a delicious smell!"

I couldn't wait to put it in my mouth.

"Wow! It tastes so good!"

The man praised it endlessly.

Several people in the shabby tent were drooling at the smell.

After the dried seafood was chewed and dissolved, the delicious flavor spread in everyone's mouth.

Stimulating their taste buds.

"People in Tiezhuang eat this every day? Can they still be full?!"

The words spoken again from Lao Li surprised the family in the tent even more.

"I just came back to pick up my family." Lao Li said.

"Go to Tiezhuang and follow the owner Liu to have a full meal."

"Brother, we have a good relationship. This little food is left for you. Remember to save it. If you have any difficulties in the future, come to Tiezhuang to find me."

Lao Li deeply understood that it is better to give sweet treats than to invite them actively.

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the tent.

Without any pause, he walked away.

The fast look was as if he was afraid that others would find out.

"Lao Li! Lao Li!!"

The man in the tent rushed out quickly, chased after him, and grabbed the man who was leaving quickly.

"Why don't you take us with you when this good thing happens?"

"We are from the same village."

"I helped you build your house before!"

"Take us with you! Please!"

With a plop, the man knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

These days, it is difficult to find a place that can take in ordinary people.

After hearing such news, we must seize it tightly.

"I'm afraid you don't believe it." Lao Li turned around and helped the man crawling on the ground up in the moonlight.

"Who can believe this?"

"But it happened."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it."

"Master Liu of Tiezhuang is as kind as a god."

"As long as you work with me, you can have a full meal."

"I will never break my promise."

"Let's have a meal there. It's so delicious!"

As he said this, his saliva was almost flowing out.

"I still can't forget that taste."

"I can't forget it either." The man smacked his lips, the taste still lingering on the tip of his tongue.

It made him linger on.

"I believe you!" the man said firmly.

"Who the hell would want to deceive a person like me who doesn't even have half a penny?"

"It's useless."

"It's just that I still have a little strength, canWork for others."

"As long as the owner gives us food, even if it's just some porridge, so that we can barely survive, I will work hard for him!"

The man said firmly.

"Don't worry." Lao Li patted the other person's shoulder.

"We are from the same village, I will never lie to you."

"When you get to Tiezhuang, you will know how correct the decision you made now is."

"Thank you, Brother Li! "The man said gratefully.

According to Lao Li's arrangement, they quickly returned to the tent, took their families and packed up their things.

Following Lao Li, they first sent the old and young of their two families out of the camp and found a hidden place to settle down.

Then the two of them went back.

In the camp, they continued to mobilize other villagers.

In the loose Yellow Turban camp, even if someone came in and out late at night, no one cared.

The Yellow Turban leaders had already drunk unconsciousness.

They were snoring.

The snoring was deafening.

And the hundreds of Yellow Turban main forces, after eating and drinking, fell asleep in the tent.

They were too lazy to care about the untouchables outside.

As long as there was no movement in the city and the officers and soldiers did not come out to kill.

They were too lazy to go out and take a look.

...

The morning sun shone into the central army tent of the Yellow Turban camp.

Cheng Yuanzhi frowned.

He drank too much last night and his head was splitting with a headache.

"Leader, it's not good! ! "

A Yellow Turban leader hurried into the central army tent.

"What's going on? What the hell are you yelling about!"

Cheng Yuanzhi rubbed his temples. His head was already dizzy.

Now he felt even worse after being frightened suddenly.

"Qu... Qu Shuai." The Yellow Turban leader stuttered and pointed to the outside of the tent to report.

"Outside, outside, everyone outside is gone!"

"What people are gone?" Cheng Yuanzhi stood up and stretched.

Yawning.

"All the Yellow Turban soldiers in the camp are gone!" The Yellow Turban leader, who finally got his words right, said loudly.

Silence.

Cheng Yuanzhi froze in his place while stretching.

After a few breaths, he reacted and grabbed the leader's collar.

Staring and questioning.

"Say it to me again! ! "

"All the Yellow Turban soldiers in the entire camp have run away!" The Yellow Turban leader said with a sad face.

Pah.

Cheng Yuanzhi loosened his grip and threw the leader aside, his eyes dull.

The news, like thunder, exploded in his mind.

It seemed as if his heart had stopped beating.