In the corner of the camp outside the south gate, there was a prisoner of war camp for the Chu army, and all the prisoners lived here.

When the Chu army first arrived at the city of Huanggang, there were more than 2,000 people in this prisoner of war camp, after two days and one night of brutal siege warfare, the number of people quickly decreased to less than 1,000 people, after the city of Huanggang was broken, the Chu army captured a large number of prisoners, and the prisoner of war camp suddenly squeezed in three or four thousand prisoners, once overcrowded, but after the policy of ransom prisoners of war with grain and wall bricks was introduced, in just a few days, it became the scale of several hundred people.

This is also a small society, with its own rules of survival, the Chu soldiers in charge of guarding are high-ranking beings, who can determine life and death in a word, and ordinary prisoners of war live like ants, not knowing what their fate will be tomorrow.

The sun is rising, and a new day in the prisoner of war camp begins.

The captive Gan Yu opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep, the white rice in the dream was still dangling in front of him, but the stomach was hungry for a throbbing pain, which made him immediately return to reality, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to the bunk next to him and touched the forehead of the big bull.

Fortunately, Da Guniu's forehead was not so hot, and he survived the night again.

"Xiucai, I'm fine." The big bull closed his eyes and called Gan Yu's nickname.

"Okay, let's lie down a little longer." Gan Yu lay down silently.

The prisoners of war did not have to go out to exercise, everyone shrunk into the bed and refused to get up, and the corners of the quilts were tightly tied together, trying to maintain the warmth on their bodies, they did not understand the relationship between food and calories, but since they could not eat enough, they had to instinctively reduce their activities and try to avoid calorie loss.

Although the bamboo hut where the prisoners of war lived leaked from all sides, there was still a strong stench inside, and the dirty clothes, toilets placed in the corners, and the smell of sweat and body smell were mixed together. It became a pungent and strange smell, and if someone suddenly came in from outside, they would definitely be dizzy and flee from the desert, but the prisoners of war who had lived in Bao City for a long time did not smell the stench, and they could breathe normally.

With a bang, the broken door of the bamboo hut was kicked open from the outside, and a prisoner of war on duty took a wooden stick in his hand, picked off the straw curtain hanging on the door, and took two steps back with bated breath. Then the fox pretended to be a tiger and roared: "It's a fucking corpse!" Hurry up and get the points! ”

The crisp and cool air suddenly poured in, and a fierce coughing sound sounded in the bamboo shed, like a majestic chorus. The big bull coughed the most, his chest trembled rapidly like a bellows, and his fat face was red. As if he would lose his breath in the next moment, Gan Yu hit him the back. It's easy to get over this breath. and helped him to get dressed and get up.

After two or three minutes, the coughing in the shed gradually became quieter, and the prisoners got up and went out to line up to count, which is the rule in the prisoner of war camp, how many people entered the shed last night. There will be as many people as there are people out of the shed today, and if someone escapes at night, the whole shed will be unlucky.

"Come and take a hand and get the big bull out. Hurry up! ”

The last in line was whipped in the shed, and the other prisoners of war in the shed helped to carry the fat bull out and stand with everyone. A few Chu soldiers came over to take the roll call, and then it was time to start the meal, Si Yang brought up a few large wooden barrels, the gruel in the bucket only saw the water and did not see the rice, and the figures could almost be seen, and the captives took their own food guys and lined up to eat.

Gan Yu helped the big Gu Niu to make rice, the simple rice bowl made of two bamboo tubes was filled with gruel, these two bamboo rice bowls were made of the big Gu Niu, the bamboo meat on the inside was carefully dug up, it looked inconspicuous, but there was a lot of porridge, which was very practical.

"Ziyo ......, Ziyo ......"

Gan Yu and Da Gu Niu were holding a bamboo tube full of gruel, drinking soundly, fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, only those who have been hungry know what a happy thing it is to have food to eat when they are hungry.

Gan Yu had been starved before, and he almost starved to death.

He is a native of Huguang, his father is an old boy, his mother is simple and kind, his little sister is well-behaved and cute, the family guards a few acres of thin land, although he is poor, but he is also happy, he is willing to stay under his father's teachings, he has read books for a few years when he was young, so he has a nickname of Xiucai.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and later Li Zicheng entered Huguang, beat the officers and soldiers to the ground, Gan Yu's home was gone, his parents died, and his little sister was also snatched away by the defeated soldiers.

A very common story in troubled times, there are many more miserable ones, but Gan Yu is literate and hyphenated, which is very special in a group of Qiu Bazhong, and is always out of place with others.

Gan Yu once regarded the words of the saints in the books as a golden rule, but he was crushed by this cruel world, and the principles of life taught by his father have been burned into Gan Yu's bones, but in reality, he has hit walls everywhere, and he is often bullied by those soldiers.

Human life is greater than the sky, it will always be a joke!

The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and he can only deceive the ghost!

He is very envious of other soldiers, who will never live without heart and lungs, but he can't do anything himself, and his life is literal and confused, which is probably the truth. After staying in the big dye vat of the army for a few years, and seeing too many human tragedies, Gan Yu was no longer the simple and naïve teenager he was at the beginning, and he gave up hope of finding his little sister, and spent his days aimlessly every day until he was captured by the Chu army.

The big bull is his only friend, although he is fat and simple, but in fact he is a clumsy and clever person, in that tragic trench battle, both of them survived, but the big bull's goal is still too big, he was hit by an arrow, almost lost his life, all by Gan Yu's careful care, only to gradually survive.

Staying alive is their only goal.

I don't know what the future will be, I can only live by filling my stomach first, Gan Yu and Da Gu Niu gulped down porridge, and they didn't care about saying a word.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Gan Yu went to fight another bowl, which is also a rule set by the Chu army, each person can drink two bowls, at least mix a full bowl of water. Holding two bamboo rice bowls in his arms, he walked back cautiously, because his stomach was already filled with a lot of gruel, like a big water bag that could walk, and he could hear the sound of rippling water with every step he took.

The big bull not far away stood up strongly, his eyes flashed eagerly, staring directly at the bamboo rice bowl in Gan Yu's arms, he was tall and fat, and the amount of food was also large, and two bowls of porridge could only be half full.

At this time, several ruffian captives suddenly stepped forward and blocked in front of Gan Yu.

"Xiucai, you have already drunk a bowl of porridge, this bowl has to be taken out to honor my eldest brother!" The soldier at the head was tall and strong, and although he had been hungry for a few days, he still looked unusually strong. (To be continued......)