The night was darker, the stars were twinkling in the sky, and the moon was hanging in the western sky.

Countless chaotic camps were set up outside the Zhu family's Wu Fort, and the black lantern army that came to Zhu's private land this time was almost all the men and horses of the Black Lantern Legion, adding up to about 700,000 or 800,000.

The Black Lantern Legion was originally a rogue legion, so every time it swept the territory, it would not be occupied by manpower, but only coerced all the common people into chaos.

Taking away everything that can be used and eaten as a burden in the army is really a march of the army, leaving not an inch of grass.

As for the establishment of the Rogue Legion, it was even more chaotic, and the troops under each general were completely grabbed by themselves.

Some generals have 50,000 soldiers and horses, while others may have only a few thousand soldiers and horses.

Of course, no matter how many of these chaotic militia horses there are, that is, they are a momentum, and the actual combat effectiveness is only afraid and useless, just like attacking Zhu's Wubao today.

The army of hundreds of thousands of rebellious people was simply an ornament, and only one Qianyunsu defeated Zhu's Wubao.

And these chaotic people who watched the drama did not make any effort, but were killed by the spells that came out of Zhu's Wubao, and they were almost beaten and scattered.

The more soldiers and horses he had, the more food he had to get to feed them, and in fact it took a lot of effort.

If it weren't for a general with a long-term plan in mind, he wouldn't be able to make trouble for himself.

And now that this grass picker Kou Cang is one of the six demon generals, whether he wants to or not, he still has gathered 70,000 or 80,000 chaotic people, and many chaotic people also belong to his generals.

Among them, about 10,000 were selected by him as regular troops, and the other 60,000 or 70,000 were auxiliary soldiers of the baggage battalion.

But now, if the Black Lantern King Jiao Huarong is ready to use the Zhu clan's territory as his Shili foundation, then the 700,000 or 800,000 chaotic people he has brought in have really become the foundation of his country.

And the 70,000 or 80,000 rebellious people under Kou Cang naturally became Kou Cang's capital, and the population was the basis of their strength.

I don't know if this was originally the plan of this Black Lantern King, or the result of the current Demon Dao Sect's consideration.

In short, the unlucky one is the Zhu family, whose own territory was targeted by others, and then it turned over the clouds.

What's even more unfortunate is that Zhu Lingwu is now also implicated as the son of the Shi clan and has become a small auxiliary soldier in the baggage battalion.

However, although the Black Lantern Army is a rebel army, they are coerced into their army everywhere, but their management of the rebels is very strict.

At first, Zhu Lingwu wanted to leave the village with those auxiliary soldiers of the baggage battalion, and then look for an opportunity to completely break away from the Black Lantern Army and become a free wanderer.

Unexpectedly, these auxiliary soldiers of the baggage battalion who were working in the village had completed their work tasks, and they were arranged in different queues of men and women, and they were escorted to a closed camp not far from the village.

The hands and feet of the thousands of auxiliaries were tied up with ropes, and then escorted by more than 200 regular soldiers back to the closed camp outside.

didn't give you a chance to leave alone, so Zhu Lingwu had no choice but to follow all the way to the so-called baggage camp.

And this enclosed baggage camp was also built like a prison cell, with two battalions for men and women on different sides, and the camp's canteen and warehouse were in the middle.

The most heavily guarded place in this baggage camp was the gate and the warehouse in it, and the rest of the camp was basically left alone.

It seems that the Black Lantern Legion was also worried about the escape of the rebels, so they imprisoned the rebels as slaves in a concentration camp-like camp.

It's just called a baggage camp, but in fact, these coerced people are asked to do all kinds of labor for the army every day.

The strongest of these camps is the surrounding barracks, so as to prevent the people inside from escaping, and as for the places in the camps for the rioters, they are just casually played.

Basically, it is similar to the refugee camp, and in addition, in order to prevent it, the rioters in the baggage camp will bully the women at will, and they also detain men and women separately.

This is finally a bit of humane management, otherwise in such an environment, the suffering that women will encounter is unimaginable.

Moreover, the women's battalion seems to be better treated than the men's battalion, perhaps to make a ** reserve for the leaders of the chaos.

Now Zhu Lingwu had no choice but to follow into this kind of concentration camp-like baggage camp, and then passed by the canteen in it.

Here, each of them received a black rice ball.

This is the reward for their work, but it is unknown how many rice grains are in this rice ball, and how many vegetable leaves are added.

Anyway, Zhu Lingwu held it in his hand, and he would never be able to eat it, and he smelled a disgusting smell.

Over the years, although Zhu Lingwu has eaten that kind of cooked food, it is all carefully selected and specially seasoned, where can he eat this kind of pig food-like thing now.

But when the other rebels got it in their hands, they sent it directly to their mouths, and it seemed that even this kind of food was not easy for them to eat.

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help frowning, and then deliberately made a cherished look and stuffed this rice ball into his arms.

His movements were naturally seen by the people who were hanging the rope behind him, and many people also moved their minds because of this.

In such a baggage camp, there are many people who die every day, and some people even seem to have incomplete bones after death, although most of the people here are old and weak women and children, but there are also some half-crippled people like Zhu Lingwu pretending to be a hunchback cripple.

Of course, some of them are also the rebels who have just been coerced, and there are also some young and strong people, who are unwilling to join the rebel army, and some of them are hidden in these old and weak auxiliary soldiers of the baggage battalion.

It is not necessarily possible to distinguish a few young and strong people among tens of thousands of people, but in the end, how many people can persist here is not necessarily.

And this kind of rice ball, which Zhu Lingwu couldn't look down on, has become an extremely precious food for life among the auxiliary soldiers of these baggage battalions.

After that, some soldiers guarding the baggage camp untied the ropes tied to Zhu Lingwu's hands and legs, drove them into the closed camp in the men's camp, and left them alone and left them to fend for themselves.

Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to use spells to leave this baggage camp for the time being, and when he entered the baggage camp, Zhu Lingwu found that there were also several military camps around this baggage camp.

Even if he used a spell to leave the baggage camp, he didn't know where to go, and it was likely that someone would find out and cause a big problem.

Now hiding in this baggage camp seems to be the safest for the time being.

Now that he was walking around the Zhu family's private land alone, he might also be hunted by the Demon Dao monks.

The only thing is that the smell in this baggage camp is really bad, tens of thousands of people are piled up in a camp like refugees, and the simple tents are densely piled up.

There is garbage everywhere, and there is also a lot of feces, feces and urine everywhere, plus the smell of not taking a bath or washing your hair, and the rancid smell released on your body after some people are injured and untreated.

It's like hell on earth!

At this time, Zhu Lingwu felt that compared with these chaotic people, he seemed to be much cleaner, these chaotic people were completely unkempt, and the dirt on their clothes did not know how long they had remained.

It was also as dark as today, so Zhu Lingwu's clean dress did not attract the attention of those guards.

And now that he has entered the men's camp of this baggage camp, naturally no one cares about Zhu Lingwu.

The vast majority of people here don't look energetic, they hang their heads one by one, they were originally forced to be coerced here, plus they are all old, weak, sick and disabled who can't go to the battlefield, and there is almost no hope in life.

Originally, even if they made up their minds to really join the army of rebels, they might still be able to fight for a future through fighting, but now that they are in this refugee camp-like baggage camp, what else can they think.

In such a place, some young people who don't want to die will eventually choose to join the army of rebellious people, at least it is better than rotting and starving to death here.

In the end, those who will stay here are either the old and the weak and the disabled, or the cowards who dare not go to the battlefield.

But no matter who you are, if you don't want to starve to death, you can only follow the instructions every day and go out to do all kinds of heavy labor, so that you can get the food distributed by the baggage camp.

It's like the rice ball that Zhu Lingwu got just now.

It was still a cold winter night in December, and there were not many places in the camp where there was a fire to keep warm.

In order to avoid the cold, most of the old, weak and disabled auxiliary soldiers here huddled together to keep warm, and their bodies were covered with shabby quilts that I don't know where they got them, or thick cloths.

Zhu Lingwu walked a small half circle, and finally found a relatively different place, where several bonfires were burned.

There were probably more than 300 people gathered inside, but it was a small independent group, and it seemed that they were dressed much cleaner than those of the refugee-like disorders elsewhere.

By the light of the bonfire, it can be seen that many of them have the appearance of some crooked melons and cracked dates, and at first glance, they really look like they have arrived at some evil ghost camp.

(Think of Brother Zhang's version of A Chinese Ghost Story, the street market where Ning Caichen went to collect debts.) ）

In the most central position, the burning fire is also the largest, and there are a few men playing gambling cards over there, shouting and shouting, and the game is also very lively.

Of course, this kind of card is not the current playing card, but a kind of gambling equipment carved with bamboo sticks, as for the specific way to play, I will not repeat it.

Seeing Zhu Lingwu walking by, the people inside seemed to look at Zhu Lingwu with some vigilance.

Two of them stood up and limped towards Zhu Lingwu, the two of them didn't look crippled, but they looked a little strong.

One was about thirty years old, the other was about twenty years old, and when Zhu Lingwu approached, he looked Zhu Lingwu up and down......