Gao Wu Da Xia: The fox demon lady at the beginning

Chapter 131
The core members of Tiansheng Camp don't care at all about the life and death of these new camps.

It's all dead, and it's a big deal to add a new batch.

The status of the new camp is not even as high as that of mules and horses.

The old camp is the foundation of Tiansheng camp. They are a group of rebels with rich combat experience.

Shitou stayed here for three months, experienced too many tests of life and death, and was used to the ugliness of people's hearts.

The people in the old camp are all ruthless and do all kinds of evil.

Shitou, who is eight or nine years old, has eyes that are no longer like those of a teenager, numb and cold.

He also often thinks of his happy childhood days and his parents who loved him.

But those days are gone forever.

He wanted revenge, but he didn't know who to seek revenge from, and he also became a part of the enemy.

What Shitou wants most now is to enter the old camp, so that no one will bully him anymore.

Shi Shi glanced coldly at Lao Ying, who whipped him, and continued to work.

At night, Stone returned to his residence, a shabby tent.

"Have you been beaten again?"

A middle-aged woman in her 30s, wearing sackcloth with patches, said with some distress.

The woman usually takes good care of the stone, because the stone resembles her poor dead child.

The two of them lived together in this shabby tent, relying on each other in this cruel world.

"Yes, aunt."

"Poor kid, here you go, white flour buns."

The woman took out a white steamed bun from her clothes and gave it to Shi Shi.

When Shi Shi saw the steamed buns, his mouth watered immediately.

He hasn't eaten white flour steamed buns for a long time.

Shi Shi ate it with big mouthfuls.

"Stop choking."

The woman poured another glass of water for the stone.

Women are also members of the new camp and are usually responsible for cooking for the old camp.

Today, when the people in the old camp were not paying attention, she secretly brought back a white-faced steamed bun to Shitou.

"Auntie, you eat too."

Shitou stopped and gave the remaining half of the steamed bun to the woman.

The woman smiled happily and said, "I secretly ate one just now. Eat it with a stone."

In fact, the women also drooled over the white-flour steamed buns, and their stomachs growled unconsciously.

"Auntie, don't lie to me. I'll give it to you. If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away."

Stone said stubbornly.

"Okay, Auntie, eat it, Auntie eat it."

At this moment, a middle-aged man, also a refugee from Xinying, rushed in.

Like a hungry wolf, the man pounced on the woman and pinned her down.

"Those old men in the old camp have little girls to take care of them. I don't have anything. I've been holding it in for too long, so you just make me feel comfortable."

The man held the woman down while unbuttoning her clothes.

As for the stone next to him, he simply ignored it. He was just an eight or nine-year-old child, what could he do.

Just when the man was about to vent his animal desires, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and his ragged clothes were dyed red with blood.

"You" the man wailed in pain.

The woman pushed him aside, wrapped up her ragged clothes, and cried sadly.

Shitou pulled out his knife and wiped it clean with the man's clothes.

Then he dragged him outside the tent, dug a hole and buried him.

Apparently this isn't the first time he's done this.

The woman is in her 30s, and she also looks a little dark, with a very average appearance.

The old thieves in Laoying, every time they conquer a village or county, they can get a lot of yellow girls, but they have no interest in her.

But for the refugees in the new camp, these cannon fodder are not qualified to divide women, and there are many people who are hostile to women.

Every time it was stones that got rid of them. His thin body and age of eight or nine were his biggest disguises.

This knife is his only weapon, and his aunt is his only sunshine.

Shitou must protect his aunt in this troubled world. "Don't be afraid, Auntie, the stone will protect you and won't let these bad men bully you."

There was a hint of tenderness in Shi Shi's cold and numb eyes.

This kind of tenderness can only appear when dealing with his aunt.

If one day his aunt is gone, his world will be completely dark.

The woman cried for a while and returned to normal.

"Thank you Shitou, Shitou please go to sleep."

In the dilapidated tent, the two slept, not knowing what would happen in the future.

In Yuancheng, Han Chufan led the new army and set off.

1 people and horses stood neatly in queue.

All in red battle jackets and shiny iron armor, the whole team is full of killing spirit.

Han Chufan rode a war horse and walked at the front of the team, holding his sword high and shouting loudly.

"Kill the thief and you will win."

No unnecessary words, just four simple words.

The new troops suddenly became excited.

"Kill the thief and you will win."

"Kill the thief and you will win."

The new soldiers roared with all their strength, and the sound shook Yuancheng.

In front of them was Uncle Ping Bei of Great Xia.

This legendary young man led them to suppress bandits, fight against Tatars, and conquer the barbarian city of Wanren.

Step by step, they created countless miracles and forged their new army's invincible reputation.

The neat military formations and huge roars shocked the officers and soldiers of Zhao Dalong's Xingyang Town.

"Master General, this army is a bit scary."

Zhao Dalong's general whispered to him.

"It's really scary. This is our invincible army in Great Xia. No wonder Ping Beibo can defeat the armies of the witch tribe and the barbarian tribe."

Zhao Dalong looked at Han Chufan's new army with envy. If he had such an army, the little rebels, they would be wiped out in an instant.

On top of the city, Commander-in-Chief Gao Zhen, Governor Min Xingben and other senior officials from Yuzhou also looked at Han Chufan's new army in shock.

It was the first time they saw such an army. Their uniform formation and pace, as well as their powerful momentum, were awe-inspiring.

"Okay, the army led by Uncle Pingbei is definitely our most elite army in Great Xia. Those rebels will be defeated by Uncle Pingbei in one fell swoop."

"Let's go, let's go too."

Zhao Dalong led the seven or eight thousand remaining troops in Xingyang Town, followed the new army, and set off.

The military uniforms were in tatters and many had not been replaced for several years.

The weapons are not uniform in style, and are in a mess. There are all kinds of weapons including swords, guns, and sticks.

There are only more than 300 armored elites and more than [-] cavalry.

Compared with Han Chufan's new army, it was simply miserable.

There is really no harm without comparison. These Xingyang Town troops following the new army were scattered in formation, just like an army of beggars.

"Damn, why do I feel a little embarrassed? Compared with Uncle Pingbei's army, we are just like beggars."

"Yes, you see, they are all so fat and strong. We haven't had military pay for several months, so we are skinny and skinny.

Looking at what they were wearing, they were all mandarin duck jackets, which looked warm, and they were all covered in iron armor.

There is also their war horse, which is definitely the first-class war horse of the barbarians. One horse costs at least 50 taels of silver. "

"This army is so fucking rich."

"It's not just weapons, armor, and war horses. Do you smell anything?"

"What flavor?"

"It smells like blood. This army has definitely killed many people and is full of murderous intent."

"I heard that when Uncle Pingbei attacked the barbarian city, he killed millions of people."

"Millions of people is an exaggeration. The barbarians only have a few thousand people in total. 10,000+ people should have been killed."

The soldiers in Xingyang Town whispered to each other and talked in low voices.

Zhao Dalong also had a dull face and was full of embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)