minions live

The little guard didn't say anything this time, and followed Huo Ling forward with his head buried.

When he stopped, he looked up.

There were two people chatting on the road ahead.

One is Huo Li, the vanguard general, and the other is Huang Ming.

"What a coincidence," Huo Ling walked over with a smile, "What are you talking about here?"

"General?"

The two turned around to look, Qiqi was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he quickly stood up and said hello.

Huo Ling waved his hands casually, "We are all a family, don't be so restrained."

His eyes fell on the bandage around Huo Li's waist, "Is the injury on your waist better?"

Haha.

Huo Li laughed, "It's just a little skin trauma, it's no longer a serious problem."

"If the general wants to send troops to attack the Benlu tribe, the general can lead the troops immediately."

"You," Huo Ling shook his head, reached out and patted his shoulder.

"The war has just ended, and the whole army is in urgent need of repairs. Therefore, there is no rush to attack Benlu."

"You should take a good rest first, and take care of your body as soon as possible. There will be wars in the future."

"Yes!" Huo Li replied loudly.

Huo Ling ignored him, and turned his gaze to Huang Ming who was beside him.

"Minger, I have received your mother's letter."

cough cough.

"What letter?" Huang Ming looked left and right, his face embarrassed.

His mother's surname is also Huo, and they are actually cousins ​​with Huo Ling and Huo Li in front of him.

After all, he still had to call them cousins.

"What letter? You cunning." Huo Ling said with a smile: "The war is over, will there be any troubles here in the fortress for a while. Just pack up and take the guards home first. This will save your mother from worrying."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Huang Ming to answer, he looked at Huo Li next to him again.

"Brother Li, count our Huo family and our in-laws and nephews like Huang Ming one by one. Those who are not married will have a holiday and let them go home and get married."

Huo Li was taken aback, and quickly remembered the news about the Duke of Zhen's Mansion in the newspaper.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he nodded in response: "I've made a note of it, I'll do it in a while."

The three chatted for a while.

Huo Ling raised his head, "This place is not far from the prisoner-of-war camp. Now that we meet, let's go and see our guests together."

Huo Li and Huang Ming had no objection, they turned around and followed.

"General," Huang Ming was very curious, "I have captured so many people from Xiliang this time, it's not a problem to keep them forever. What are you going to do with them?"

Huo Ling smiled slightly.

"Of course we can't keep them forever. Some of them will be exchanged with Xiliang for prisoners of war."

Speaking of this, his face darkened.

There is not much food in Xiliang, and there are not many prisoners of war left on the battlefield.

Whenever they encounter injured or surrendered enemies, most of them will kill them without hesitation.

It is estimated that no one can be replaced this time.

"Another part will be donated back to Xingji City."

Huang Ming nodded.

This is the norm.

"Others picked off the right tendon and a hamstring, and put them back to the grassland in batches."

In fact, two thousand Blood Moon prisoners with hand and hamstring injuries had already been driven into the grassland half a month ago.

"In batches?" Huang Ming was a little puzzled, "Why in batches, the fortress doesn't have much food and healing medicine, even we don't have enough to eat and use."

And even if it is enough, there is no need to waste it on these enemies.

Haha.

Huo Ling was not surprised either, he laughed and patted Huang Ming's shoulder.

"You don't know the general situation of the grassland right now?"

Huang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and soon became thoughtful.

"I'm really not very clear about it. I only know that all Xiliang people who invaded Dingxi have retreated to the grassland."

cough.

Huo Li next to him coughed.

"The Xiliang people retreated back, but in fact the degree of retreat varies from tribe to tribe."

Some tribes were able to form complete small groups during the escape, and ran all the way back to their hometown in fear.

Some tribes had few people left, they fell apart as they walked, and finally disappeared on the grassland with a bang.

What's more, such as Angel, nearly 5 people only retreated to the Benlu tribe, and then stopped there.

Huang Ming laughed out loud.

"I know this. In the battle of Dingxi, Kang Ansheng led his troops to flee without permission, and completely annihilated the Blood Moon Pit. The reason why they stopped at Benlu now is that they dare not pass through Blood Moon's territory."

"You're right." Huo Li nodded appreciatively.

Huo's family suffered too many casualties, and he intends to teach every nephew who is still alive.

"Most of the prisoners in our hands are Blood Moon people."

"Blood Moon is one of the largest tribes in Xiliang, and their pride has always been very strong. This time they were defeated and surrendered, and they were captured. In fact, they didn't think they couldn't beat us, but Angel stabbed them in the back. One knife. As a result, he was defeated by the enemy, and finally lost."

Speaking of this, Huo Li sneered.

"These days, from time to time, I walk around among the prisoners of war, and I can often hear them cursing the Angels. The one who scolded is ugly..."

Huo Ling glanced at his cousin indifferently.

Huo Li didn't just wander around among the prisoners of war at will, but also sent people to work hard to sow dissension.

Among the captured Blood Moon people, almost all of them gritted their teeth with hatred when Angel was mentioned.

However, among the [-] captives, there were always some diehards who wholeheartedly insisted that the various tribes in Xiliang belonged to one family.

These people were picked out by Huo Li long ago, and he sent them to see the wolf god without hesitation.

"In this case, it is more beneficial for us to let them go back in batches."

----

Ben tribe, Angel resident.

Kang Ansheng has been a little overwhelmed recently.

The food in the station is almost exhausted, and the medicine has long been exhausted, but the food and grass in the rear are still far away.

Now the entire garrison is full of painful groans of wounded soldiers, and the soldiers gather together from time to time to discuss whether they should kill the horses to satisfy their hunger.

"Benlu is the landlord here, and he is most familiar with the situation here. Immediately ask them to find a way to get some food around. Hurry up!"

"Yes!" The orderly hurried away.

Elder Dong saw it and shook his head silently.

Benlu's people left more and more, sometimes hundreds of people left in a day.

Now that they have taken care of themselves, how can they help Angel get something to eat.

And even if Benlu can find some food for the time being, it may only provide one or two meals for 5 people, which is not worth it at all.

"Duoji." Kang Ansheng looked expectantly at the most trusted Elder Dong, "I wonder if you can do anything?"

Before Elder Dong could speak,
Report!
The loud voice of the orderly came from outside.

"Deputy Patriarch, a team of about 100 people appeared a hundred miles to the east. They all look like wounded soldiers. They are coming towards us."

call.

Kang Ansheng ran out all of a sudden, "Who are they? Do they have food?"

The little soldier had a strange expression on his face, "Return to the deputy patriarch, they should all be soldiers of the Blood Moon tribe, all of them are so hungry that their eyes turn green, and they don't seem to have any food."

Blood moon people?

Kang Ansheng was taken aback, and couldn't help but look back at Elder Dong who had just come out.

"I'm sure it's the Blood Moon people," Elder Dong pondered, "Tell me about their specific situation."

As for whether it will be Yunchui, there is no need to worry.

Because apart from the Kailun tribe, the other Xiliang people have different looks from the Yunchui people, so it is impossible to confuse them.

"It's definitely the Blood Moon Man." Xiao Bing explained what he saw in detail, and the two of them were solemn.

"Duoji," Kang Ansheng said with a big head, "what should we do with them?"

His own food and medicines are running out, and a thousand more wounded will make the situation worse.

However, the opponent is the Blood Moon Man, another powerful force on the grassland.

If they ignored it, or even turned them away and let them starve to death on the grassland, once the news reached the Blood Moon tribe, the consequences could be imagined.

At that time, even if the King of Prairie mediates in the middle, it may not work.

And the food they urgently need should not be transported to the east.

Ugh.

There is no worry when there are too many debts, and there is no itching when there are too many lice.

Elder Dong let out a long sigh.

"Killing is definitely not killing. It's just a thousand mouths, take them away."

Maybe it can also ease the relationship with Blood Moon.