"The slave has thanked the master for his kindness, and the master has been kind to the slaves, and the slave will repay him with death..." and Muzha and the other three faced Eji. He Mueller kowtowed and said.

"Okay, I don't want you to die, as long as you can help me complete the task, I will definitely show it to the court when I come back, and reward you for your meritorious deeds." Eji. He Mueller encouraged.

"Hey, the slave has thanked the master for his cultivation, and he will not disgrace his mission." Hearing this, the three of them nodded again and thanked them.

Looking at the excited and expectant looks of the three people on the ground under the seat, Eji. He Mueller couldn't help but nodded. Then he walked to the desk on the right, picked up the brush on it, and wrote three pieces of paper on the rice paper that had been placed on it.

"Get up all three! I have given you this bread. You can just take it and go to the logistics staff to pick it up. "Eji. He Mule held the three notes he had just written out and handed them to the three of them.

"In addition, I have granted you some drinks, and you are allowed to drink some on special occasions. However, a few of you are not allowed to get drunk. Eat and drink to your heart's content, and I'll leave early tomorrow morning. ”

"Hey, the slave thanked the master."

Biluller. He Muzha and the other three stretched out their hands and respectfully took Eji. After He Mueller handed over the note, he kowtowed and knelt down to thank him, and then slowly stood up.

"You have remembered for me, as long as you can complete the task well, the credit will naturally be indispensable to you." Eji. He Mueller reminded again.

"Don't worry, even if the slave loses his head, he won't dare to forget his master's words." Biluller. He Muzha and the others didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly replied.

"Alright, you go! Wake up early tomorrow morning and set off for me. "Eji. He Mueller waved his hand and sent the three of them away.

"Hey, the minion is leaving!"

After that, Bilul. And Muzha and the other three again against Eji. He Mueller saluted, and then slowly withdrew from Eji. Homule's tent.

……

At night, it was not yet dark, but the moon was already bright in the sky.

The bright moonlight fell down as if it had covered the whole land with silver frost. Although this light is not enough to compare with the strong light of fire, it is also enough to see things and people.

A nice night, a sign that tomorrow is going to be another hot day.

Since the time of curfew has not yet arrived, the Eight Banners Cavalry stationed in the camp of the Qing army is as hot as the sun of the day.

……

"Five, six, six, six... You lose, come, drink..."

In the midst of laughter, a cavalryman who had guessed the winner raised a bowl of wine and handed it to the person who had guessed the loss, shouting loudly.

"Uh... No, I can't do it anymore, I'll eat some meat pads to pad my stomach and drink with you. I saw that the cavalryman who had lost the guess said after burping.

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks that had been thrown on the table, picked up the slices of meat in a large basin in front of the chopsticks, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed a few bites, and then took the wine handed by the cavalryman who guessed the victory, and swallowed the meat that was stuffed with a mouthful of wine.

"Well, not bad... Gaman, come and let's continue. The cavalryman who guessed and lost shouted at the cavalryman with a satisfied face with the sweet taste of the wine and meat.

Looking at the satisfied look on the face of the cavalryman who guessed and lost, the cavalryman who guessed and won also picked up chopsticks, stuffed several pieces of meat into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls desperately, and swallowed the wine.

"Haha... Majia, you should be afraid of you, and you will lose if you come again, come..."

"The five leaders... Six, six, six..."

"You've lost again..."

“… Go on..."

………

On the other hand, the Green Battalion garrison, which was only a few zhang away from the Eight Banners cavalry station, was deserted.

Why?

At that time, the cavalry of the Eight Banners were drinking and eating meat, and with the wine order in front of the meal, it was naturally very lively.

On the other hand, the Green Battalion soldiers only ate some simple staple leftovers for dinner. Meals without oil and water will deplete energy very quickly, so in order to save a little energy in case they are hungry in the middle of the night, so they have to be quiet. Or lie down to sleep, or sit around the fire in groups and gossip about family life.

A gust of night wind blew, carrying with it the smell of wine and meat on the Eight Banners cavalry camp.

"Hunger... Goo..."

A cry of hunger came.

At this time, several green battalion soldiers sitting around the campfire and chatting looked at the hungry man in his belly.

The Green Battalion soldier was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was in the middle of his formative years. As the saying goes, "Half a child, eat Lao Tzu to death." "You can imagine how much energy he needs.

"Dog, hungry again?" An older Green Battalion soldier next to him stretched out and touched the young Green Battalion's head, and said with a caring face.

"Uncle, can you stop calling me a dog, I have a name, my name is Li Yuchun. The fortune teller said, I have the same name as a general, and I am a person who does great things. This young green battalion soldier named Li Yuchun said to the elderly green battalion soldier with a serious face.

"Hunger... Goo..."

Perhaps it was because of Li Yuchun's excitement that another hungry cry came from his stomach.

"No, you love to listen to the nonsense of those fortune tellers. If a name can have such a big effect, why did I, Li Sangui, get rich? And what about the general? If you need the life of a great general, you can starve here? It's long overdue to drink and eat meat like they do. My Great General Lee. Listening to Li Yuchun's words, this Li Sangui teased angrily at all.

"Come on, eat this! I guessed that you kid would be hungry at night when I was eating this afternoon, so I left it for you. Although Li Sangui verbally ridiculed his nephew, he had always been good to him. As he spoke, he took out a rice ball wrapped in crumpled paper from his wide pocket and handed it over.

"Yo, Lao Li, it's good for your nephew! Is there anything else? Get me one too. Another older green battalion soldier at the campfire said jokingly.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, you want to recognize me as an uncle and be my nephew, I can consider keeping one for you next time." Li Sangui replied with a serious appearance.

"Get out, you still want to take advantage of Lao Tzu, be careful that Lao Tzu you." The elderly green battalion soldier Zhang Qinian pretended to be angry and said.

"Haha...", then, I saw that the two of them laughed happily.

At this time, Li Yuchun took the rice ball wrapped in crumpled paper with both hands handed by Li Sangui.

Slowly opened, the rice grains on the rice ball were visible, and it looked so tempting.

PS: Holding the nest head in his hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish. Poor subscription bleak, begging for support, begging for tickets!