"Filial piety, . . vm)" Liu Bei was holding a bowl of gruel and drinking it there, asking the Fa to be right.

"At this pace, we can be here in seven days." Fa Zheng threw a piece of pickle into his mouth and chewed it, and secretly thought about it.

"Seven days, how long can the surplus food in the army last?" Liu Bei snorted and drank the gruel in a few sips, put down the bowl and asked.

"Two thin days can support nearly two months, one dry and one thin month, two dry half a month, if three meals a day, all are white rice, seven days after the food is cut off." Fa Zheng picked the last few grains of rice in the bowl into his mouth and smiled bitterly at Liu Bei.

"Even if it is scarce a day, there is not much time left for us, pass the order, march on the fourth watch tomorrow, and camp at sunset, we must be faster." At this point, Liu Bei decided to break the boat.

"Whoa." Hearing this, Fa Zheng's face was solemn, and he bent down and said.

"Ouch, but I'm tired and miserable, I get up every day at four watches, and I camp when the sun sets, and I can't eat enough, so I have a hammer." Looking at the gruel in the pot that was getting clearer and clearer, a soldier sat on the side beating his legs and complained.

"Gua Wazi, Lao Tzu said earlier, Lao Tzu said that there is a shortage of food in the army, you mallets are hard to believe, gruel, it's good to drink gruel, I'm afraid that after a while, even gruel won't be drunk." The one who had been despised by everyone before said there with a piece of grass in his mouth and his head resting on his arm.

"Sassy chicken, don't say some weird things, you don't want to be a braincase." A small colonel looked left and right, and raised the Sichuan military road called Sao Jigong in a suppressed voice.

"Come here, come here." Sao Ji got up and stirred in the pot, taking the opportunity to whisper to the soldiers around him.

"Lao Tzu told you, in a few days you can't say that you will have to fight, you all give Lao Tzu a little smarter, Mohaha will rush forward, the war is not fought, the food will be gone, Lao Tzu will not win this battle, all let go of the light, leave a cheap life, there are mother-in-law and baby waiting for you in the house, you don't know!!" After Sao Jigong finished speaking, he looked left and right, took out half of the roast chicken from his waist, tore it a few times and threw it into the pot.

"Lao Tzu, Sao Ji Gong, where did you get the roast chicken." The soldiers of the same army quickly gathered around the rice pot and asked excitedly as they looked at the churning little bit of oil in the pot.

"Lao Tzu said that you melons, I don't believe it, there is always your turn to be on duty at night, sneak out of the camp, there are a lot of woods, catch one at random, bake it and come back, you don't have to starve for two days." Sao Ji Gong said a little proudly.

"You're not afraid of being caught by the patrolling lieutenant and chopping off your skull." A soldier swallowed his saliva and said to Sao Jigong.

"I'm afraid of a hammer, support the bold, starve you cowards, catch it, count Lao Tzu as unlucky, if you don't catch it, Lao Tzu should eat meat, you drink porridge." Sao Ji Gong stirred the gruel in the pot with a spoon a few times, touched his nose and pressed his voice.

"Sao Ji Gong, it's still up to you." There are soldiers there who flatter the chicken.

"That is, in the future, when Lao Tzu is on duty at night, you come to the post of Lao Tzu and catch a pheasant, and we will add five to each other, and we will not be able to do it." Sao Ji Gong said that he was not afraid, but in fact, he was still a little afraid in his heart, in case he really wanted to lose his head for a pheasant, those young girls were not cheaper, and they discussed it with the soldiers in the same army at the moment.

"Yes, let's just say it, don't regret it, in the future, you will be a few brothers." For the sake of fragrant chicken, the soldiers quickly reached an agreement, isn't it just to stand on one more shift, boil for an hour, can be exchanged for a mouthful of oil and water, it is also worth it.

"You melon baby, forget Lao Tzu and beg for it." As he was talking, the little colonel who kindly reminded Sao Jigong before came over, looked at the chicken porridge in the pot and swallowed his saliva.

"I dare to forget you, come, give it to you first." Sao Ji Gong took the little school's bowl and scooped him a spoonful of chicken porridge.

After coaxing the little school away, Sao Ji Gong hurriedly divided the porridge in the pot, everyone was hungry and ruthless, although there was only half a roast chicken, but the fragrance had already attracted the attention of the colleagues near Zuo, after the porridge was divided, Sao Ji Gong hurriedly put the pot aside, after a little cooling, he scraped it in the pot with his fingers, and sent it to his mouth, and there was no porridge left.

"Ge Laozi, it's been a few days, and today I finally have a little more oil and water in my belly." The soldiers swallowed the hot porridge in two bites, and each licked their bowls clean, and then they fell to the ground in twos and threes, and said with some emotion.

Liu Bei actually knew that there were soldiers under his command who secretly went out of the camp in the middle of the night to hunt wild animals, and he really wanted to cut off a few skulls and strictly enforce military discipline, but after thinking about it, you have a butcher's knife in one move, and you can't get food to feed the soldiers, and the soldiers are going to rebel against him.

As the team continued to move forward, it had developed to the point that there were soldiers on the march who dared to jump into the jungle to catch chickens and rabbits, and they were really hungry.

"Big brother, if it goes on like this, the army's morale will be dispersed before the war starts." Guan Yu looked coldly at a soldier running past his horse and said to Liu Bei.

"And let them for a few days, these days they have been looking for their own food, but it has also relieved a lot of pressure on the military needs, and in a few days, when the soldiers are in the city, feed them a few full meals, and then rectify the military discipline, it should be no big problem." Liu Bei has his own plans.

"Once this military discipline is dispersed, it won't be an overnight thing if you want to catch it again, big brother." Guan Yu stroked his beautiful hair and said to Liu Bei urgently.

Liu Bei turned his head to look at Guan Yu when he heard this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he closed his eyes, and believed that the horse was reined, what Guan Yu said, how could he not know, but at the moment, how can he grasp military discipline, these soldiers can not desert and follow him all the way, which is already good.

"My lord, there are enemy troops ahead." The scout's weak voice sounded in Liu Bei's ears.

"The whole army is pressing, I see what else they can do." Liu Bei was worried about the food in his heart, and suddenly heard that Jiang Dongjun appeared again, slammed the horse's belly, and took the lead.

"Brothers of the Sichuan Army, hot big meat buns." Far away, Liu Bei heard a shouting sound in front of him, the key is that with the shouting, there were bursts of meat fragrance wafting with the wind.

"Well, come to us, the meat buns are enough." The Jiangdong Army Colonel took a pu fan and fanned it violently on the cage drawer, and at the same time picked up a fist-sized bun and took a bite, revealing the meat and vegetables inside and shouting to the Sichuan soldiers.