The basin contained dried fish, and the Bible placed the basin on the edge of the table, put his arm over the edge of the basin, and said to Bianliang, "My lord, you should clean it up first, otherwise the ashes will fall on the food." ”

The captive, who had been sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up when he saw the food, and asked suspiciously, "Is it time for dinner again so soon?" ”

Bian Liang was also a little puzzled, he stood up and patted the plaster on his body, and found that there was too much plaster, and under one shot, the whole room fluttered.

The Bible smiled, "When there is a war, there is a fixed time, and I eat when I have time." ”

Hearing this, the captive became more and more sure that the enemy in front of him was not the Jin army.

When it was time for the Jin army to eat, even if there were pursuers behind, some of them ate and some of them fought.

"You're the army of Transition City?" The captive asked.

The Bible pointed to Bianliang and smiled without saying a word, meaning that he should ask the sir.

The captive turned his gaze to Bianliang, looked at the officer beside him who was flying with mud, and asked, "Isn't it?" ”

Bian Liang finished patting his body and began to clap his hands, complaining, "You won't bring a basin of water, let me wash it, or bring a dining utensils." ”

The Bible smiled bitterly, "It's not difficult to fetch water, but I'm afraid that the smell of blood will be too strong." ”

As for the dining utensils, he didn't explain, Deng Haibing repeatedly emphasized that when marching to fight, the baggage was not left, in order to increase the speed of the march, so those things had already been ordered to be discarded.

Bian Liang glanced at the display screen and shook his head helplessly, indeed, who dares to drink the current Henghe water, it's not that he's afraid of drinking blood water, for soldiers on the battlefield, drinking urine is not a problem, mainly because of the blood in this river water, some of which are from their own soldiers, that is, their comrades.

"Forget it, I'll just eat something." Bian Liang clapped his hands, took the dried fish and ate it quickly, and gave a piece to the captive.

The captive shook his head and said that he was not hungry and did not take it.

Seeing him gobbling up, the Bible hurriedly said, "Don't worry, my lord, there is still time, Deng Haibing said, the next wave of attacks, in an hour, those grandsons will not charge without a joint cannon." ”

"Combined cannon?" It was the first time Bian Liang had heard this term, and he looked at the holy soldier suspiciously.

The holy soldier was just about to open his mouth to explain, but the captive spoke first, "Dragonflies in the air, hot flow cannons on the ground, and preferably warships in the water, the sea, land and air bombardment are huge, but the preparation time is relatively long." ”

His tone was very proud, and he looked at the display screen expectantly, hoping that the chief could immediately order a joint cannon for this mountain.

The captive's gaze quickly dimmed, combined with the cannon, he had only heard of it in the battle of Hanshui Pavilion, that battle, the opponent was 200,000 Jin Army!

Now, with only a mere 3,000 enemy troops on the mountain, would the commanders give such orders?

No, the captive has already given the answer in his heart.

Against three thousand people, it will not and will not be needed.

"You're thinking too much." The captive sat back on the ground, leaning on the table leg and closing his eyes to recuperate, he didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he wanted to see with his own eyes how his army eliminated this group of enemies, so he had to nourish his spirit enough, so that he looked happy!

Bianliang handed a dried fish to the Bible, "You can eat it too." ”

The Bible began to be a little frightened, and when he saw that Bianliang was full of sincerity, he reached out and took it and gnawed it on his mouth.

Seeing his satisfied look, Bianliang knew that Deng Zhong's kid had opened a small stove for himself, and the front-line soldiers definitely didn't have such a good dried fish to eat.

"What do you eat?" Bian Liang asked.

The Bible chewed on the dried fish and said vaguely, "Almost, it's also dried fish." ”

Bian Liang remembered the food on the refreshed tablet, and frowned slightly, "Rancid? ”

When Song Yun divided the food, he didn't divide the good and the bad into two piles, how could he become bad again?

But when he thought about it, the old housekeeper said that food has always been short of two catties, and if it is divided into two halves, there will be even less food in the army, so giving the prisoners to eat is only a self-consoling word.

The Bible laughed dryly, "It's not all, sometimes you can get some good stuff." ”

Bian Liang wordlessly put down the dried fish in his hand and pushed the basin towards the Bible, "Give it to the wounded and sick." ”

The Bible hurriedly blocked it with his hand, but he had little strength, and he couldn't stop the tremendous force coming from the other side of the basin, so he retreated to the table at once.

"My lord, I really don't need to." The Bible was in a hurry, and he said, "It's delicious, and you don't need to add spices." ”

Bianliang put down his hand, covered his stomach and said, "I'm full, take it down." ”

The Bible wanted to say something more, Bianliang's eyes widened, he immediately retracted the words, and walked out of the room with the basin.

Bianliang sat back in his chair and saw that the captive had opened his eyes and was staring at him.

"Are you really full?" The captive spoke, his face full of disbelief.

Bian Liang smiled and asked, "Are you really not hungry?" ”

The captive was told what was on his mind, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

"Also, you can forget these things when you sleep." Bianliang muttered to himself, also lay down in the chair, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

The captive's eyebrows were visibly raised, but his eyes were not open.

For a while, the inside of the house was more peaceful than the outside.

I don't know how long it took, Bianliang felt that he was really sleepy, and he was about to fall asleep, when the mountain peak shook gently.

At first it looked like the trunk of the tree was being blown by a breeze, and then it looked like someone was shaking violently.

The table and chair fell to the ground in an instant, and the sleepy-eyed Bianliang was thrown to the ground before he even had time to open his eyes.

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The captive, who had been leaning on the leg of the table, fell to the ground at once, and he quickly got up and exclaimed, "Monitor! ”

Bianliang leaned against the corner of the wall, and found that the table was broken, the display screen flowed to the ground, and the originally three-dimensional peaks and rivers now looked very strange, like being trampled on a piece of paper.

"Boom!" The mountain peaks shook even harder, and there was a loud sound outside, louder than thunder!

The captive subconsciously covered his ears, and without the support of his hands, his body was like a flat boat in the waves, constantly rolling.

Bian Liang looked around, one turned over and came to the door, it was the door frame dug out of the mud wall, almost the width of two people's shoulders, Bianliang leaned his back to one side, his feet on the other side, fixed his body first, and then frowned and covered his ears.

"Boom !!" There was another series of loud noises, like a thunderbolt exploding beside him, and even if you cover your ears, you can hear a loud sound.

And at that moment, the mountain peak was like a battleship in a monstrous wave, shaking quite violently!

"Earthquake! Tsunami! The captive slammed into the mud wall in pain like a leather ball, screaming in surprise.

Bianliang couldn't hear his shout, his eyes fell on the display screen that flowed all over the ground, and he vaguely saw countless black dots flying on the low flat peaks.

This picture reminded him of the interstellar battleship shuttling in the universe in a science fiction movie on Earth, and suddenly encountered a meteorite shower.

"Is the mountain coming to an end?" He muttered to himself.

If the captives say, "You're going to finish." "Bianliang may not refute, and even if he does, he will pale in comparison.

It was an apocalyptic feeling.

The collapse of the mud and the shaking of the mountain peaks have reached a very exaggerated level.

However, this is only the beginning, far from the end.