Liked by a guy?

No, no, no, it's impossible, death is impossible.

If Huang Jingjing likes Mo Ling, it is acceptable.

Seeing that Mo Ling was stunned for a while, Huang An shouted: "It's time to eat, continue to hurry after eating, this place must not stop." ”

This is not a place to stay, you can't stay for long, and there may be swamps.

"The eldest prince, it's arranged." General Song Wu said.

"How many times have I said that the Sui Dynasty created by the ancestors has been defeated by the third and fifth brothers. Song Wu, just call me Huang An in the future, there is no need to be restrained. ”

Escaping from the palace, Huang An knew that he was no longer the eldest prince.

has long become a wanderer, and it is obviously inappropriate to call him the eldest prince.

Now that there are less than 3,000 soldiers, that prince will be so miserable.

"But..."

Huang An shook his head and waved his hand, "It's nothing, there is no eldest prince here, only Huang An." ”

Gently protruding a breath, Huang An looked up at the sky, and it was raining slightly, is this setting off his depressed mood at the moment.

Stretching out his little tender hand, Mo Ling's head was slightly raised, looking at the sparse light rain, his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled slightly.

"Heaven and earth recover, willows are green and flowers are red, and warblers are singing and dancing." Mo Ling took a deep breath of fresh breath and slowly exhaled, "The first rain of spring came a little late. The grass has sprouted, and it is only then that the first rain falls. ”

Because of the rain, even a small light rain may still cause diarrhea, so it took more than half an hour to set up the venue.

Make a fire to cook the rice, and a very small amount of broken rice is introduced into the large pot.

One pot, only the bottom of the pot has a little broken rice.

Not long after the beginning of spring, many wild vegetables did not grow.

Dig up grass roots and grass blades, chop them up and pour them into an iron pot, and eat this day by day.

As a result, every area was destroyed, and the edible grass was wiped out.

This leads to... The original animals were not eaten.

After boiling the pot, a bitter smell wafted out, and many people didn't want to eat this.

There is not much bitterness and I can't eat enough, and if I don't eat, I can only be hungry.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat, come on." As soon as Song Wu shouted, less than 3,000 soldiers stepped forward with rice bowls and scooped up a bowl.

Stir the spoon and quickly mix the transparent porridge.

Wild weeds and small amounts of broken rice emerge from the water.

Bowl by bowl, the porridge in the pot quickly decreased.

When Mo Ling and the others eat, the bottom of the pot was scraped clean and they couldn't distinguish five bowls of porridge.

The small amount of porridge in the bowl Huang An looked sad.

"Let's just take a moment, is there any creek nearby?" Mo Ling felt that this would not work, and that he could only make up for the lack of food by looking for a small river with life and catching some fish to eat.

"No, our current location is an endless prairie, and according to the analysis of past memories, there is no small river near this grassland. But there may be some wildlife. ”

Looking at the boundless grassland, pouting and frowning, Huang An suddenly thought of something.

It's a prairie here, so it stands to reason that there should be a lot of wild animals, so why don't you see them?

Could it be ...... Huang An's brain 'buzzed', such a large grassland can't even find a hare, shouldn't other troops take the lead.

Mo Ling also noticed that it was impossible for the vast grassland to not even have a single locust, which was unrealistic.

"It seems that she was the first to ascend, and she didn't even have a locust, hey......" Mo Ling sighed heavily, even if she had infinite life, she couldn't bear such torture.

Mo Ling is not hungry, it does not mean that he will not collapse from hunger, and his chest is attached to his back when he is hungry.

I can be so hungry that I don't even have the strength to walk.

After eating, the camp continued to walk, and it was necessary to find a suitable place to set up camp, even if it was a bandit.

As long as you can live, what does it matter?

I walked on the prairie for more than a month before I came out.

Two of these encounters resulted in the loss of more than 400 Assassins, and Yellowstone was seriously wounded in both battles.

He was stabbed in the chest and almost hit the heart, but fortunately, he encountered some herbs that could heal his injuries on the way and save Huangshi's life.

Huang An and the others are all princes and princesses, so what herbs do you know.

These are all known by Mo Ling through the system, and he collected these herbs to treat Huangshi.

As a result, Mo Ling's status in their hearts deepened a little.

As a result, Huang Zhengping and Huang Jingjing proposed that Huang An confess Mo Ling many times.

were all denied by Huang An.

In the past, it was all a choice, but now how can it be so casual and what kind of system.

The scale of the assassin's assassination in the latter encounter was about 30 people.

The assassin kills people before you can react and die.

If it weren't for Huang An and the others who had black shadow protection, most of them would have died.

Not to mention the Mo Ling, as long as they are not in danger, the samurai will not appear.

Once an assassin is killed, the samurai will grind the enemy into meat sauce at the first opportunity.

The samurai were not vegetarians (they didn't even eat), and although they wore heavy armor, they could only see some light and shadow when they fought, and they couldn't even see their appearance.

It was in this way that only more than 400 warriors were sacrificed.

Otherwise, the loss will only be greater.

More than 300 people died from dampness and insect bites along the way, not counting those who fell into the swamp and couldn't get out of it and suffocated to death.

The moment he walked out of the grassland, Huang An found that when he counted the number of people, there were more than 2,800 people, but now there are less than 300 people.

Except for the dead toll, the rest received the money and took off their armor to make a living on their own.

In a large temple, Mo Ling and the others drank fish soup and looked at the heavy rain outside.

The current temperature is actually not high, at most minus five degrees, drink some hot fish soup to warm your stomach.

"Mo Ling, Huang An, everyone. At the moment we have 182 men left, of which 68 soldiers are wounded and will not be able to participate in the next battle, and the remaining dry food is enough for fifteen days. ”

Song Wu drank a few sips, checked the number of people, and immediately ran over to report.

182 soldiers...... That's a miserable number.

"182 people...... Hehe......!! Huang An couldn't help but shake his head, this fact, he really couldn't accept.

650,000 stunned has become a zero!

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time, aren't we still at that point." Mo Ling stood up and walked to Huang An's side, squatting down and comforting.

"Don't cry, big prince! Isn't there still something we are holding on to everything, it's been like this now, we've walked through the prairie, so many crises haven't been able to kill us, we! What are you afraid of! ”

With the warm fish soup in his stomach, Huang An wiped away his tears, stood up slowly, and swept everyone with a pair of fiery eyes.

It's just the beginning, has the strong sense of crisis already washed him away?

No! Men can't say anything if they have tears, and they can't easily shed a tear when they count their death in battle.

'Boom'

The tattered temple door is not strong in the first place, and it is not difficult to kick it open.

The lightning and thunder flashed with the faces of five people.

All of them have black beards and hold a machete in their hands.