"Brother Ma is right, it's true." When Ma Wu said this, Hong Zhen immediately felt relieved.

"Well, that's it, let's go to dinner! Otherwise, after a while, others will run out, and we will be hungry. Ma Wu swallowed the saliva that poured out of the corner of his mouth again.

"Good..."

As the people dressed in the green battalion put the food on the ground, the Qing prisoners next to them immediately swarmed up.

At this time, I saw the bandit soldiers dressed in red on both sides draw their knives and shout at the Qing army prisoners who are swarming up: "Fuck me back and line up, there is enough food for you." Whoever the fuck dares to cross this line to coax and cut in line, don't blame Lao Tzudao for not being polite to you. ”

After seeing that the bandit army finished speaking, he drew a line with his knife on the ground about three feet in front of the food, and then continued: "These meals were given to you by the King of Han Renyi. If you want to eat, you can line up in front of you to get it, and you can get it again if you can't eat enough, but there is one thing that must not be wasted. Otherwise, even if King Han is benevolent and will let you go, I won't let you go, do you understand? ”

"Yes..."

At this time, only a few faint voices answered him vaguely.

"Are you fucking deaf? Or is it that you've all eaten enough and don't need to eat anymore? If so, I will immediately go back and report to the King of Han, saying that you have eaten too much at noon and do not need to eat any more. Lao Tzu asks again now, do you understand everything? There was no response to what he said, and the red-clothed bandit immediately became furious.

"Yes, I see." This time, the voice was unusually neat and loud.

"Okay, let's eat now, you all fucking line up." With that, the red-clad bandit nodded to the men guarding the food bucket.

As the words of the red-clothed bandit army fell, several lines soon formed in front of the place where the food buckets were placed.

Although the team was not neat, no one dared to cut the line. After all, the words of the red-clothed bandit army were put there, and even if it was a soldier, he had to weigh the consequences of cutting in line.

There was a lot of people in line, but the speed of the meal was also very fast. In particular, the rice and steamed buns, which are carried out separately by the two teams at the same time, make the speed much faster.

Soon, Ma Wu received a portion of rice, and then went to the side to receive the dishes.

There are two kinds of dishes, one is stewed dried fish, and the second is stewed soybeans with cured chicken.

Dried fish may have fish bone spurs, which Ma Wu doesn't like. So he naturally chose cured chicken and stewed soybeans.

When I think of braised soybeans with cured chicken, the thick oil juice is poured on the white sea bowl of rice.

Thinking about the taste, Ma Wu couldn't help but lick the saliva that flowed out of his mouth inadvertently.

Soon, Ma Wu came to the bucket that was almost full of cured chicken stuffed soybeans. The greasy aroma wafted out, making Ma Wu want to immediately reach out and take out a handful of food in the bucket and eat it well.

But reason told Ma Wu that this thing must not be done.

At this time, Ma Wu put the sea bowl with rice in his hand, and then said: "Please pour more juice on it, thank you!" ”

"You are? Brother Ma? At this moment, the vegetable servant did not immediately give Ma Wu a dozen dishes, but asked with a look of surprise.

Hearing this voice, Ma Wu immediately put away his thoughts that were intoxicated in front of the food. raised his head to look, but saw that the person standing in front of him was actually Zheng Rong.

"It's me, are you Zheng Rong? Is it really Zheng Rong? Great, I thought you were dead, it's great to see you. Ma Wu still said excitedly, and even ignored the food in front of him.

"It's me! Brother Ma, I thought you were dead, it's great to see you. Zheng Rong also replied with joy.

"Weren't you still with us before? Why did you become a thief now? Looking at Zheng Rong's appearance with a spoon in his hand, Ma Wu couldn't help but question.

"Well, I'm not a bandit army yet. I'd love to join them, but it's not that easy! Zheng Rong replied.

"That..."

Just when Ma Wu wanted to ask about other things, he heard a voice behind him.

"The brothers in front of you want to reminisce about the past, you can talk about it later. Even if you don't want to eat, we have to eat! ”

"Yes, yes, you hurry up and get food! We're still waiting for dinner! ”

……

Because he saw that Ma Wu was very familiar with Zheng Rong, the people behind him didn't dare to say too much, so they had to persuade him with good words.

"Oh, it's me. I'm sorry brothers. Ma Wu turned around and said a word to the people behind him, and then left with food.

After everyone had eaten and packed their things. Zheng Rong came to Ma Wu's side and made contact with Ma Wu.

At the same time, while it was still early, the bandit army beckoned their group of captives to pick up shovels and help bury the dead bodies of the Qing soldiers.

Taking advantage of this time, after communicating with Zheng Rong, Ma Wu finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that Zheng Rong was relatively lucky, and he was just stunned by the impact of the cannonballs when he went to the battlefield in the second round. Later, the Qing army withdrew, and Zheng Rong was rescued when the bandit army went up to clean up the battlefield.

And it was not only Zheng Rong who was rescued, but even their previous commander Lu Yao was also rescued by the bandit army. But because the injury was more serious, it was sent to the rear for relief.

"Zheng Yong, if you really say so, this group of anti-thieves, oh, not the bandit army, but really a group of benevolent and righteous teachers." Ma Wu couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, they are a group of real benevolent and righteous troops, the Han royal division who rescued our Han people from Manchu slavery. And they also said that after this battle is over, we captives can leave if they want, and those who don't want to leave can also stay and fight the Qing Tartars with them and restore the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of our Han family. Zheng Rong replied with a yearning expression.

"Are you going to leave after the fight?" Ma Wu asked.

"To be honest, I wanted to go before. But now I don't want to leave, I want to be a real hero like them. I also want to contribute to the thousands of miles of the Han family, so that the children of my Han family can stand up upright in the future and not be bullied by the Manchurians. Zheng Rong said with a proud and yearning look.

"Zheng Rong, did you let them pour you a soup? Could it be because there's a problem with the food they're feeding? Ma Wu asked confusedly.

"Ma Wu, there are some things you don't understand, maybe you'll understand when you're old. I just hope to pass their assessment now and join them in the future. Zheng Rong replied nonchalantly.