It was almost all dark, and the cold wind was blowing with a chill on the body. The vegetation was pressed by the thick snow and there was not a trace of greenery visible, and many soldiers swept away the snow and lit a blazing bonfire between the tents. This bonfire not only brings warmth to everyone, but also brings light.

After following the team for a day, Zhong Ziyuan was already gray and exhausted at the moment. She sat by the campfire with a group of low-ranking soldiers who were also wearing blue uniforms, and the orange flames contained a huge amount of heat, and in a few moments she was slightly sweating on her forehead. From time to time, she raised her sleeves and gently wiped her forehead, but fortunately, the medicine she applied on her face and neck was very special, and she was not afraid that she would become a flower cat.

The soldiers around them were either laughing loudly or eating in large gulps. Zhong Ziyuan also got two pieces of shoddy dark yellow steamed buns, as well as a bowl of chowder soup full of radish and potato stew. Although she was hungry, this kind of food still made her unable to whet her appetite, and she just gnawed indiscriminately without a bite. Her eyes often glanced uncontrollably at the largest and most conspicuous tent opposite.

Zhong Ziyuan will use the disguise technique to hide his whereabouts, because he is afraid that Guo Chengsi will let people send him back to Chang'an City. Because Guo Chengsi once made it clear that he did not approve of her going to Juchong Pass with the army. It's a hard journey, and it's very dangerous. But she just wanted to be by his side, and she didn't just say the oath she had made that night, she was going to stay closest to him and live and die together. She only thinks about hiding as long as she can, and when she is far away from Chang'an, he can't send her back if he finds herself.

Just think of Guo Chengsi's helpless and headache expression when he found out. The corners of Zhong Ziyuan's mouth will be unstoppably upturned. "Hey, what's the smirk?" A big-shouldered soldier beside her swallowed her saliva as he looked at her bowl of largely untouched chowder. Said arrogantly: "Look at your thin arms and legs, you are like a girl, and you even eat so slowly, let Lao Tzu help you eat!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhong Ziyuan to speak, he directly stretched out his big hand like a fan, picked up the bowl and sent it to his mouth.

Because of the bad weather, the carriage was limited. So everyone has a share of the food they supply. However, most people can basically eat the standard configuration of two steamed buns and a bowl of chowder like this, because the weight of the steamed buns is still very solid, and one is the size of a man's palm. Of course, there are also those who feel that the amount of food is not enough. will rely on the strength of the physique to fight other people's ideas.

Like Zhong Ziyuan, who is wearing a military uniform, the sleeves have to be rolled up, and the belt is tightened and tight, he is naturally the first person to be bullied.

Zhong Ziyuan frowned. I decided to put up with it. But Shari stretched out a hand. Pressed tightly on the soldier's wrist. The soldier was about to put the bowl into his mouth, but was suddenly interrupted, and he couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "Which grandson who doesn't open his eyes is delaying your grandfather from eating?" ”

Zhong Ziyuan on the side had already seen clearly that the person who grabbed his wrist was a man in his early twenties with dark skin. A young man with a long face and bright eyes. I saw him smile. showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said with disdain: "Grandson, look at your little talent, you even have to grab a mouthful of soup from your brother's mouth, how can you fight the Khitans on the battlefield?" ”

"You want to care?" The sergeant was displeased that his wrist was held down, but no matter how much he struggled, the hand did not move as if it were made of iron.

The sergeant was suddenly frightened, so he had to put down the bowl and squeeze out of the crowd amid a large wave of ridicule. Zhong Ziyuan looked at his back and muttered a little unbearably: "Actually, I can't finish it, it's nothing to eat for him" Before the words fell, she suffered a violent shudder on her head, Zhong Ziyuan covered her head and looked at the culprit with a sad and angry face.

The man slowly picked up the bowl of soup and took a big sip, and then said with a disgusted face: "It's cold!" Although it was cold, the bowl of chowder soup was still cleaned by him in three or two sips, and there was not even a piece of radish skin left at the bottom of the bowl. After eating and wiping it off, there was only a shiny coarse porcelain bowl left in front of Zhong Ziyuan.

With a hiccup, the man casually pulled a yellow grass stalk from the ground, and while picking between his teeth, he said without blushing: "Since you can't finish eating, then give me half of your share from now on." ”

The first time he saw such an undisciplined person, Zhong Ziyuan's chin almost fell to the upper of his shoes. She stammered: "Didn't you just say that you have to grab even a mouthful of soup from your brother's mouth, it's useless!" Why are you robbing me of my rations again? ”

The man rolled his eyes and said extremely brazenly, "Am I robbing?" Obviously, I asked for your consent. That's fine, in return for eating half of your ration, I'll cover you in the future, so that you won't be bullied by others. ”

Zhong Ziyuan laughed dryly twice, and teased: "Then I really want to thank you." ”

The man didn't know if he couldn't hear the sarcasm in Zhong Ziyuan's words, he waved his hand and said triumphantly: "Remember, my name is Qiang Donkey, if someone bullies you in the future, especially if they want to rob you of your rations, you can report my name!" With that, he took the stalk of grass in his mouth, stood up, and strode away from the campfire.

"Tough donkey? What's the name? Zhong Ziyuan stared at his tall and athletic back, gritted his teeth and said indignantly. She really wants to be bullied by others again, and then shout that a donkey is her backer, and she doesn't know if she will be laughed to death, or regarded as a psychopath.

Zhong Ziyuan left the campfire sullenly and returned to the camp, the camp where she lived was naturally not as spacious and comfortable as Guo Chenghe's, not only cramped and dilapidated, but also a cohabitant, that is, Zhao Yiming.

Zhong Ziyuan used the excuse that he was being chased and killed by the enemy, so Yi Rong hid here with Zhao Yiming. Zhao Yiming took the opportunity to propose to learn her osteopathy, and it happened that Zhong Ziyuan also had the heart to teach, so the two hit it off. Zhong Ziyuan changed his appearance like this and infiltrated the barracks as Zhao Yiming's assistant. Rong Xi had dangled in front of her twice, probably because her disguise technique had improved a lot, plus she deliberately concealed it, Rong Xi was stunned and didn't recognize her.

Zhao Yiming was lying on the bookcase, writing something on a book by the dim candlelight. Even if Zhong Ziyuan came in, his hand did not pause, and only greeted casually: "I'm back!" ”

"It's back!" Zhong Ziyuan was a little sullen. casually agreed. She had just left the campfire, and she was still hot. Taking advantage of the heat that did not dissipate, she lifted the cover that had been laid a long time ago, and without even taking off her clothes, she just got in.

The cover was a little dirty and a little thin, and the cloth was worn away in several places, revealing the dull yellow cotton inside. This quilt was given to her by Zhao Yimingyun. She had been covering for several nights, but every morning she woke up from the cold. And so it goes. She had the experience, so she simply didn't take off her clothes at night and just slept in it. When I woke up in the morning, I didn't freeze so badly.

Wrapping himself firmly, like a silkworm chrysalis, only revealing a pair of eyes and nose, Zhong Ziyuan said curiously: "It's been a tired day today, why don't you rest?" ”

Zhao Yiming didn't raise his head. only said lightly: "A soldier is sick today." So some herbs were used. I want to record it in 1510, so that when I get the Juchong Pass to hand over the medicinal materials, I can't say anything clearly. ”

Zhong Ziyuan said incredulously: "If you move a little medicinal material, you have to remember it, how troublesome it is!" ”

Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "You are the first time to go out with the army, so naturally it is not clear, the daily consumption of this army is fixed and recorded. Don't look at our team, which is specially responsible for escorting grain and grass, but people eat horses along the way. There is also a lot of food consumed. If it is not strictly controlled, it is strictly managed. This food will not last until the end of a war. Including these herbs is the same, so every time you consume, you have to record it bit by bit, so that there will be no mistakes. ”

Zhong Ziyuan showed an expression of sudden realization and muttered, "I see." ”

Zhao Yiming dipped a brush in ink, and continued as he wrote: "But these are all words on the scene, the old man has been stationed at the border with the army for so many years, and he has followed several generals, but I have never seen a general like Wu Xian!" ”

Hearing him mention Guo Chenghei, Zhong Ziyuan's eyes immediately widened, and he said with great interest: "What's wrong with General Wu Xian?" Is it particularly powerful and spirited to lead troops! ”

Zhao Yiming glanced at her, sneered and said, "It's very stupid!" ”

Zhong Ziyuan was not happy when she heard it, and she asked dissatisfiedly: "Why do you say that he is so stupid?" I looked at him very well, eating and sleeping with the soldiers, where was stupid? ”

Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "That's why I said he was very stupid!" ”

"What you say is not fair, what you say doesn't count." Zhong Ziyuan turned over indignantly, leaving only the back of his head for Zhao Yiming. Zhao Yiming was not angry, smiled faintly, and continued to bow his head and record it seriously.

The next day, before dawn, he began to pack up the camp tent and prepare to leave. Breakfast is also two steamed buns and a bowl of thick corn porridge. After Zhong Ziyuan lined up to receive his share, he hid in a sheltered place to get rid of them. Although the things are rough, there is still a long way to go today, and if you can eat one more bite, you will have more physical strength and calories.

Who knew that she had just taken a bite of the steamed bun while holding it, and the lazy voice of the donkey came from the top of her head: "It's better to come early than to come by chance, but fortunately my share was not eaten!" ”

As soon as Zhong Ziyuan looked up, he saw him holding a grass stalk in his mouth, lying lazily on the roof of the carriage shed. A pair of deep eyes, looking at herself with malicious intent, are staring at the steamed bun in her hand.

Zhong Ziyuan's heart tightened, and before she had time to hide, the kid sat up and jumped lightly, snatching the steamed bun in her hand. Zhong Ziyuan stomped his feet and said angrily: "Didn't you divide half of it, why did you snatch the two steamed buns?" ”

The donkey didn't dislike that there was a striking tooth mark on the steamed bun, he bit it hard, and immediately bit off a third, and then Zhong Ziyuan, who glanced obliquely while chewing, said vaguely: "Didn't I leave you a bowl of corn porridge!" ”

"You're just too much of a deception!" Zhong Ziyuan just wanted to get angry, but caught a glimpse of Rong Xi just walking this way. She hurriedly lowered her voice and said indignantly: "Count me unlucky! She carried the bowl of corn porridge and slipped away from Rongxi's gaze.

The donkey stared at her thin back, smiled, took another bite of the steamed bun, and then jumped back to the roof of the carport.

Despite the indignation in her heart, she gulped down the bowl of corn porridge. Without oil stars and staple food, a bowl of corn porridge can't fill her stomach at all. But everyone's food here is rationed, and there is no more to want, Zhong Ziyuan licked the last bit of corn in the bowl and put the bowl back weakly.

At this moment, Zhong Ziyuan hated his hypocrisy last night, and he knew that he would eat his share of things in three or two bites, and he would not have these troubles in the future. I won't be targeted by the donkey.

Back in front of Zhao Yiming, he was leisurely eating his share. Listening to the piercing "swish" sound, Zhong Ziyuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Zhao Yiming didn't know that most of her breakfast was snatched away, and thought she was eating fast. So he hurriedly sped up, solved his share in three or two bites, and then said with a smile: "I've kept you waiting, I'm done eating, and I'm ready to go!" ”

"Yes!" Zhong Ziyuan responded weakly.

Zhao Yiming was old, so he had some care and could sit behind a carriage full of goods. But Zhong Ziyuan couldn't, she could only walk with the army with both feet. In the past, she felt that she was agile and had good physical strength, and she was complacent about it. It was only after the two-day trek that she really realized the difference in physical strength between herself and men. Especially since she is still in a semi-starved state, and her physical strength is losing more and more rapidly.

After walking for almost two hours, there was no left of that little corn porridge that had already been digested. She felt her stomach cold and empty, as her chest was pressed against her back, as described in the book. When you open your mouth and take a breath, you can feel that the cool breeze can directly pour through your body. Her feet were also filled with lead, and they couldn't lift them heavily.

After dragging her heavy feet for another hour, she became more and more exhausted, and her body was so weak that she could not even lift her feet, when the team suddenly slowed down. There were soldiers on horseback who shouted all the way: "Rest in place, rest in place"

A small cheer immediately rang out, and Zhong Ziyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seemed that she was not the only one who felt tired. Either way, it's always good to have a break. Regardless of whether there was snow on the ground or not, she immediately sat down and began to gasp for air.

During the temporary rest at noon, the gang leader would not open fire, and the grain distributed to everyone was a kind of ground and fried powder, and I don't know how many grains were mixed together, and there was a faint burnt aroma with salt.

Zhong Ziyuan also got a bag, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. But before eating, she still looked around cautiously. The dead donkey was nowhere to be seen. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately hurriedly opened the bag, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth. (To be continued.) )