Chapter 576

June 5, 2093.

Last night, Lu and Su slept soundly and did not exchange their bodies. Therefore, during the game time, Lu Zhengkang was still on the back of yaktec's horse.

Although it was still the same time, Lu Zhengkang's mood was very different. Think about the last few months when I was here, I was struggling with science and technology. The pace of development was slow, like a tortoise crawling an ant. But this time, I have decided to follow the science of magic. When I handed over the wizard's pattern and enchantment array several times, I added some private goods I learned from the system. At that time, it will be the day when he will become a generation of alchemy and enchantment master.

The enchantment array can only be used to upgrade the infrastructure of hound mountain Feimian fort for the time being. The wizard's pattern is very good. With alchemy, the guardian army can become Superman directly.

They never thought that their Pope had worked out a plan in his heart to turn these sergeants into tool men.

All the way, they drove the slaves slowly to hound mountain. These prepared laborers and holy city residents, who were scared by the guards, could string a large string with a rope and a hand. There were more than 1000 people, but no one resisted and no one ran away. Every time there was a commotion, without waiting for the soldiers of the Protestant army to fight, there were some older prisoners to pacify the people. So, there was no trouble in the journey for so many days.

Sometimes people are no different from sheep.

The army has enough food and grass. It can take half a year for people to chew horses. However, there must be a huge gap in the distribution of more than 1100 prisoners, so they all hunt wild animals with blood molds on their way.

Usually, a rabbit is chopped up with ten jin of water, sprinkled with a handful of rice from the captured village and a handful of salt when stewing, and continuously added water to the pot when dividing. Only a pot of thin meat porridge can be divided into nearly 100 bowls, which is called taking it from the people and the people.

The guards eat three meals a day, and the prisoners eat two meals a day. It depends on whether they hunt wild animals on the way today. Otherwise, they may be able to drink a bowl of porridge in the evening.

When the army plundered the population, it left the old, the weak and the disabled in the local area to live and die. The rest of the youth and children were taken away with the army.

Every time a fire is set up, the prisoners will give the first few pots of soup to their children, pregnant women and famine victims. This part of the soup is at least thicker, which can make up for the loss of a long march. In fact, the latter half of the soup is not very different from hot water. No matter how strong the people are, they can't stand a month's lack of water. What's more, it's getting cold and dew near the cold winter Piercing, the slaves' figure soon became thin, at a glance, there were many skinny people in the team.

Lu Zhengkang had no pity for such a tragedy. How could he satisfy the prisoners? Isn't that a rebellion? If you eat enough Qi, you will be energetic. If you are energetic, you will live in your mind. If you live in your mind, you will not be able to serve as an envoy.

Lu Zhengkang called to Reverend Norton, "look at this journey. You will return to hound mountain at noon tomorrow. There is still a day's journey. Tonight, you will prepare enough food to reward the sergeants. Secondly, you will make the unbelievers eat half full. Don't pour it on the night before they go home."

Reverend Norton nodded his head and then spread the news. The guards laughed for a while, but when they were informed of the prisoner group, there was only silence.

The old and famous slaves looked around, looked at their lost companions, and said with a smile, "you see, as I said earlier, the bitter days will pass, and we will have enough food and houses, just as before."

"Are you going home?"

The children look up at their parents, their hands are tied, because of the height difference, so they are always hanging, has been half raised, many children's arms have been purple, wrist abraded skin, will be dyed bloody hemp rope, they have been afraid of constant pain, now ask such words, eyes as if there is light flashing, parents will hold the child Tight, gently stroked their dry hair, whispered: "yes, it's coming soon."

I don't know who was the first to laugh. Soon, the laughter spread like water waves. Some of the prisoners cried and yelled. The young people stood blankly. The children were happy and innocent. The old men and women carefully observed the Blue Knights not far away. These cold and crazy religious soldiers now galloped and cheered back and forth.

That night, in Peiquan plain, less than 10 miles away from hound mountain, the guards camped and set up a stove. Lu Zhengkang asked the sergeant to clear out a piece of open space and light huge bonfires. The prisoners sat around the fire. The sergeants came with soup barrels and wooden spoons to divide the dinner. This meal was full of broken meat and oil stars floating in the thick rice slurry. Although it was still fishy and light, it was still delicious In the eyes of the poor, it is a rare delicacy.

The sergeants comforted the prisoners: "when you get to the holy city, you will have the Holy Communion. Noodles are enough."

Lu Zhengkang stands on a terrace near the river and looks out to the four fields. To the north, the black rockfall mountains are winding and clustered, stretching to the West and East, and the horizon is slightly concave and curved, like the crescent moon, slightly enveloping this beautiful and graceful alluvial plain.

The familiar stars in the sky, a sour Milky way, the cold stars and the moon make the night sky blue. The western sky is a little bit hazy white, but it makes the night seem darker and deeper.With his bright eyes, Lu Zhengkang could not see through the desolate and slightly undulating wasteland after sunset. The dark firewood of the triangle campfire was burning orange sparks. It was like the evil fungus after the rain that attached to the surface of the wood and floated in the air. It was like the water spinach. The fine light seemed to have a warm aroma. Seven or eight feet outside the campfire, there was a charming warm circle, The captives circle at the junction of light and shadow with the ropes on their wrists.

Everyone's face is covered with a mask like red light, the face is no longer clear, it seems that at this moment, the memory has melted.

The cold wind was blowing low from the four fields. When Lu Zhengkang heard the shouts from the guards and slaves at dinner, the night star was bright, as if the sky was a little lower.

Reverend Norton came to Lu Zhengkang's back and took the wool felt specially provided by the toting court for the Pope to put on his shoulder.

"Crown down, rest early."

Lu Zhengkang looks back at Norton. The aldimer, who is a head and a half taller than him, has a rare dark green iris. In the dark blue sky, his curly and depressed hair is falling, and there is bright light in his sunken eye socket. This is a mind that is not confused, one that is infected by the flying face religion, baptized by the war, and grasped by the future of power The target person.

There are a lot of such people, and there will be more and more.

From a practical point of view, interest is the direct standard to measure right and wrong. The existence of flying face Pope is a banner to gather wealth. However, Lu Zhengkang has a complex emotion towards these chaotic individuals gathered under the banner.

"Norton, do you think you have feelings?"

“…… Under the crown, your will is my mind. "

Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "it's too real, you, and you..." It's so real that it makes my compassion ache inadvertently.