Chapter Eighty-Five: Women and Children in the Closed City

Su Lu slept in a daze and looked confused.

Because of the severe lack of sleep, Su Lu felt as if the Tianling Gai was being lifted up and pulled up by a rope, and he wanted to beat the mound in his heart.

Staggering to his feet, Su Lu asked Mound:

"That Captain Li and General Li?"

Tudu'er held Su Lu and looked panicked: "Dudu, are you okay?" I went to find Langzhong, and I don't know if there is a Langzhong in this city. ”

Su Lu sobered up a little and drank the mound, "Lead the way ahead, what is the trouble at this time?" ”

Because he was woken up in a deep sleep, Su Lu felt that his brain was about to explode, and his voice couldn't help but carry a trace of indifference.

Tudun Er was startled, did not dare to speak, lowered his head, led Su Lu to the west of the city, and saw the guards and a group of women and children surrounded together.

Su Lu walked over, the guards automatically separated, and the two people who were still arguing were Li Kun and Li Xiaoqin.

"Aren't they human, why are you so ruthless in your heart, watching them starve to death?"

"What does it mean to be ruthless, seeing that we have no food, and our brothers are short of food because of you, and they were killed by the Tule people, then it doesn't count as your cruelty."

"Nonsense, when will I let my brothers be starved of food because of me?"

Listening to the dispute between the two, Su Lu looked at the few women kneeling on the ground, and understood what was going on, took a deep breath, and Su Lu walked in.

Li Xiaoqin and Li Kun saw Su Lu coming, and the two stopped arguing at the same time.

"Governor"

Su Lu looked at the two of them, both of them had blood-red eyes and lacked sleep.

Two women kneeling on the ground were holding a grain bag in their hands, and another little girl, about three or four years old, was sitting next to her to wipe her tears.

The women and children surrounding them were silent one by one, and under the threat of the guards' guns, they wanted to come but didn't dare to come.

"A captain, a general, killed in a sea of corpses and blood, nothing can be discussed, with this skill, you can't sleep more, accumulate more strength, and wait to block the attack of the Thule people."

The two of them lowered their heads together, not daring to face Su Lu's anger, only to feel that the current Su Lu was like a furnace that was about to explode, and if something was wrong, it could explode immediately.

After being trained by Su Lu for a while, Li Kun finally couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in refuting it:

"Dudu, these women and children are also our Han people, maybe there are relatives of our brothers among them!"

"So what?"

Su Lu directly gave Li Kun a kick, kicked him staggered back a few steps, and several guards behind him supported him so that he didn't fall.

Li Kun's eyes widened, and he didn't believe that Su Lu would kick him because of this.

"I'll teach you a lesson today, Ci is not in charge of the army, and in the future, you will be in charge of a guard battalion and an army alone, what should you do in the face of such a situation?

Give the rations that the brothers will continue to hold onto, and give them to these women and children who can eat you cleanly with one meal, and then bury the entire guard camp and the entire battle situation planned by the Jiedu Mansion. ”

Li Kun didn't dare to speak.

Li Xiaoqin showed a hint of joy when he heard this, he thought that Su Lu agreed with his opinion, Ci is not in charge of the army, there is this sentence in many art of war, if you want to win the battle, you can't be merciful.

"And you, General Li Xiaoqin, the former governor of the Ding army."

Su Lu's violent drinking pulled Li Xiaoqin out of his pride, and looked at Su Lu with a confused expression, not understanding why Su Lu was angry with himself again.

"Have you seen these women and children, they are all flesh and blood people, not the cold number of 500 war losses in your military affairs book, they also have relatives, husbands, fathers, and sons."

"Of course, it won't be your Li Xiaoqin's relatives, but he may be the wife, mother, and daughter of your Li Xiaoqin's own soldiers.

Have you ever thought about what your own soldier will think about watching them starve to death like this, what will he think this victory will bring him? ”

Li Xiaoqin's face was like ashes, he didn't think he was too strict in commanding soldiers, but he was born in a general, after all, he limited his gaze, and the military book and battle strategy couldn't teach him these things.

Daigo, who was scolded by Su Lu, seemed to have an answer to the difficult problems that had been haunting him before, why the robe that began to be concentric with him gradually moved away from him, and sometimes even did not hesitate to stab himself in the back.

"Uncle, give you food, don't beat that uncle, he's a good person."

The little girl struggled to lift the bag containing more than three catties of flour and wanted to hand it to Su Lu.

"My mother said, this uncle is right, you beat the Tule people, we can live."

"If you don't have enough to eat, we won't survive."

Su Lu took the cloth bag, squatted down, looked at the little girl's face full of black dirt, reached out to help her wipe the tears off her cheeks, and said softly:

"Little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is millet, my mother said, millet is a very delicious porridge, she gave birth to me and drank a bowl, very sweet."

Xiaomi's cheeks were full of smiles, she glanced at the grain bag in Su Lu's hand, licked her lips, and said in a hoarse voice:

"My mother said that at that time, the Tule people had not yet reached us, and there was millet everywhere in the fields, and there was millet to drink every year."

"Uncle, will we have millet to drink in the future?"

Millet licked her lips and looked at Su Lu, her emaciated cheeks full of innocent smiles.

"Yes, we'll drink millet."

Su Lu rubbed Xiaomi's face, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and looked at the women behind him, only to see a woman with a face covered with loess smiling at him, looking like she wanted to come over to pick up Xiaomi but didn't dare to come over.

"Is there still millet in the camp, Mound?"

Su Lu asked the mound behind.

Mound'er hurriedly replied, "One more point, Dudu." ”

Su Lu nodded: "Give my share to Xiaomi tonight." ”

Su Lu got up and instructed the women and children: "This is a military city, the Tulle people will attack the city at any time, and the guards will not support useless people, so it is impossible to send you food in vain." If you want to eat three meals a day, let me see what you can do to survive? ”

A group of women and children were all stunned with a capital letter, and they didn't understand what Su Lu meant by this sentence.

Li Kun next to him was anxious, and struggled from the hands of several guards without hesitation: "Cooking, washing clothes, feeding horses, boiling water, transporting weapons, these are all fine." ”

Millet took her mother's hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "My mother can wash clothes and cook." ”

Su Lu glanced at Xiaomi: "Okay, stand aside, and if you can get together three people to protect later, I will use you to help the gang leader, and the reward is three meals a day for you and your daughter." ”

A group of people didn't know what the reward was, but it didn't prevent them from knowing three meals a day, so they shouted in a panic:

"I can cook"

"I can do the laundry"

"I have the strength, I can do farm work, and I can deliver things."

A group of women and children basically shouted what they could do.

Su Lu turned around and kicked Li Kun down: "You took this matter over, let me conclude their identities, and there are three people who have guarantees before they can be used." ”

Then he turned to Li Xiaoqin: "You are responsible for supervising from the side, so that Lao Tzu can't sleep." ”

After scolding twice, Su Lu left unhappily, leaving women and children hugging and crying, Li Kun who cried with joy, and Li Xiaoqin who admired him.

In the crowd, the little soldier Zheng Kai wiped the tears in his eyes with his sleeve, what a good general.