Chapter 673: Yellow Turbans

Zhang Jiao's hard work over the years has not failed him after all. At least among the common people, they really regarded him as hope.

As for those Qu commanders, let’s not talk about their past experiences. Anyone who can sit in this position must have a few skills. They may not be very good at marching and fighting, but they are not laymen after all.

At least you know the principle of food and grass going first before the troops and horses are moved.

So there are these yellow scarves in small villages looking for supplies.

"The Great Master has two horns on his head, two wings on his back, he walks with the wind, and when he opens his mouth, he can spit out countless heavenly soldiers and generals!"

The speaker was an "old man" in his thirties, with a dark face full of wrinkles, and the mosquitoes would never come back.

"Is this still a human being?"

asked a kid who looked like a monkey.

Most of the young men who were fighting were resting with their eyes closed at the moment, and only these children could not sleep.

Not to mention other places, at least in this small team, they don't have to fight with knives to get food that will not starve to death.

"Nonsense, of course the Great Master is not a human being! He is a god!"

The old man scolded, "I've seen it with my own eyes, don't you believe it?"

"Believe it, of course I believe it!"

The child didn't dare to talk back and spoke honestly.

"Humph, I don't know what to say when you interrupt me like this."

The old man cursed lowly.

"Tell me about the great wise master who killed those dog officials."

The little girl who had brought Amber food before immediately interjected.

"Okay, let's talk about this."

The old man didn't refuse, and immediately told a very individualistic magical story vividly.

Amber listened with great interest and took it for fun.

But soon he frowned and looked towards the thatched shed farthest from the fire.

It was exactly where the square team was entering with several other teams before. Judging from the movement, things seemed to be not communicating smoothly.

"Lao Fang, this is the third time. Your team has the most people, eats the most, and brings back the least. Commander Qu gave the order. Although we are all our own people, this is too unfair!"

The speaker was a man with a sinewy face and a dark, ugly mole on his forehead.

"Hmph, unlike you, I can treat my fellow villagers as scapegoats. Since I brought them out of Fangjia Village, I have to let them live!"

The square team is not retreating even half a step.

He had to be tough, even if it was indeed his fault.

"you!"

The man blushed and burst out immediately: "What nonsense? Everyone lives with their shoulders tied to their waistbands. Life or death depends on their destiny. When I grab things, I rush to the front. Do you think you are worthy of anyone! Oh, you He is a good person, but I am a bad person, and the people under my command deserve to die. They are bastards. There is no explanation today, but everyone will do their own thing tomorrow!"

Team Fang's face turned gloomy. If they were really counted separately, the dead would be inevitable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the one who had been silent.

"Brother Li, say something and I will listen to you."

"What Lao Liu said is not unreasonable. Why don't we do this? If you can double the supplies you brought back tomorrow, we can continue. Otherwise, we can complete our tasks separately."

Brother Li is not very old, but he is the strongest among several teams. He is no worse than Qu Shuai's personal guards, so basically no one objects to what he says.

When Team Fang saw this, he knew that he could not change anything, so he could only nod obediently.

A meeting broke up unhappily. Before leaving, Old Liu was still cursing and the words in his mouth were very unpleasant.

Team Fang ignored him and walked back on his own. Then he saw Amber's calm gaze, which made him slightly stunned. The smile that was originally a forced smile became even stiffer.

"Go to sleep, we have to work tomorrow."

He raised his voice and did not tell what happened before.

The old man who was still chattering immediately shut up, turned over and lay down.

The children also found a place to rest.

Amber tilted her head and looked at this scene, finding it very interesting.

Every time a dog is slaughtered in a righteous manner, all those who have a negative heart are scholars.

I have seen too many things about being a dog in a fly camp and looking at these silly and cute guys who are struggling to survive, it is really a different feeling.

Maybe I should help him?

Let’s talk about it later.

Putting aside his thoughts, he also lay down, but he didn't expect that less than a quarter of an hour after he closed his eyes, another person came next to him.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was the little girl.

"Why don't you go over there?"

He tapped the women and children next to each other with his chin.

"You're closer to the fire and warmer."

The little girl said that she had already thought of the reason.

"That's up to you."

Amber didn't stop him anymore and was ready to continue resting.

"Hey, do you have a wife?"

The little girl opened her eyes and said.

She is not pretty, her face is dark, and her body is exactly like those boys. She would probably feel uncomfortable in my arms.

"No."

Amber replied casually.

"Then let me be your wife, okay?"

The little girl seemed to be negotiating a deal: "I will sleep with you, and you will protect me."

"you?"

Amber opened one eye, shook her head and said, "You are too young."

"No, I was already engaged before this happened!"

The girl was very angry, her face puffed up: "If my family members had not died, you wouldn't have gotten the chance to take advantage."

"Why don't you find someone else, but choose me who you have known for less than a day?"

Anyway, she couldn't fall asleep for a while, so Amber took it as a way to relieve her boredom.

"You are better than them."

The girl lowered her voice, "Because today I walked beside you and secretly touched your knife."

"Just because of this?"

Amber laughed and cried.

"That's enough!"

The girl said seriously: "My name is Cui Niang, and I am your wife from today. Tomorrow I will secretly give you some food, but don't let anyone find out!"

Boys from poor families don't necessarily have names these days, let alone girls.

Amber turned over and didn't want to talk.

Seeing this, Cui Niang thought he agreed, so she moved closer, and the two of them were close to each other.

She was a little cold, but she was immediately wrapped in warmth, and she became more determined in her thoughts.

"Why do I feel better than others after touching the knife?"

Amber turned over again, lying on his back.

Cui Niang hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered in his ear: "I can feel it. Uncle Fang De's knife gives me the feeling of an old dog. Others are either cats or mice, but yours is like a big tiger."

Fang De is Captain Fang.

Amber turned his head and glanced at her. The little girl's eyes became very bright in the night.

There is definitely no love between men and women, but it is not disgusting.

Amber's mood at this time is probably like seeing a more interesting little animal, or a more pitiful one.

Is he influenced by Zhang Jiao?