If Mei Meng is forced into a dead end, she can do anything.

Late at night this day.

Lu Jue received a bamboo tube handed by his confidant secretly.

He took the bamboo tube, looked at the handwriting on the bamboo tube, and then looked at his trusted confidant whom he trusted for many years. Lu Jue promoted the other party to be with him, a big reason was that the other party was an old man who had been slaves in the plum house. His father arranged for Lu Jue to trim flowers and plants in the backyard. It was said that it was a miscellaneous job, but in fact the work content was easy, which was considered a kind to Lu Jue at that time.

Lu Jue always remembers this care.

Later, he returned to Sibao County and revisited his hometown, and the two sides recognized each other.

Seeing that the other party's family was in a difficult situation, Lu Jue decided to take his youngest son and stay with him as a guard and took him to the battlefield. However, Lu Jue did not expect that the other party would take this thing to find him. He was stunned for a moment: "Who else saw it?"

"Go back to the general, no one."

When he replied, his body shook into a sieve.

From the time he helped pass on the bamboo tube, he exposed the truth that his family had always had contact with Mei. Lu Jue might kill himself for the sake of his future, but the expected death did not come. Lu Jue crushed the bamboo tube and took out the note inside.

Lu Jue called people to prepare for the horse to go out of the camp: "I hope you have already figured out how to explain to me when I come back."

However, he left his front foot and hanged himself on his back foot.

Remnants of the Southwest Allied Forces.

Mei Meng was wearing a shampooed cloak and looked at the moon in a daze.

"What's the sound?"

There seemed to be sobbing and resentment in the wind?

At first it was very vague and it was not very real to listen. She thought it was a wild beast in the mountains that was disturbing people. Mei Meng was about to listen carefully, and the scout came to report something strange outside the camp. Kang Guo sent people to sing nearby, and he was singing the homesick tune in the southwest.

Mei Meng was surprised and couldn't help laughing.

Open-mindedly said: "This is the treatment of King Chu."

Being attacked from all sides and being isolated and helpless is considered a fit.

She said, "It is to order the military scribes to set up military formations."

As long as they can't hear it, there is no lethality. They sing all night if they are willing to sing, and it's useless to sing hoarse voices. Under the military formation, the wind is indeed gone. As time is about to enter the second half of the night, Mei Meng smells the fragrance of food floating in the air.

Guru, Guru.

The soldiers who endured hunger could not help but wake up.

Smelling the smell makes me feel hungry.

The scout sent back the news that several groups of people buried pots in the air to make rice. The air not only had the aroma of rice, but also the aroma of seductive flesh. God knows how long it has been since the Allied soldiers had any oil and water? They couldn't help but sip their mouths wildly when they smelled the smell.

If you can't smell the fragrance, the soldier can tighten his belt and endure it.

It can be smelled but not eaten. This pain is like someone stuffing a handful of insects into their stomachs. The stronger the food smell, the more active the insects are, gnawing on their internal organs. As time goes by, the originally quiet camp gradually becomes noisy, and no matter how many centuries scold them, it doesn't work. Not only does the movement not restrain itself, it becomes bigger and bigger, causing people's hearts to fluctuate.

Hungry……

Too hungry.

The night was particularly long.

On the second day, many soldiers looked depressed.

The martial soldiers with martial spirit were better. The ordinary soldiers were seriously injured and were listless. Even if they received more food today than yesterday, they could not make them smile.

Just as night came, familiar tone came from the wind.

The voice today is much clearer than yesterday. Before the Allies took measures to isolate the sound, some soldiers couldn't help but hum, and shed tears while singing, and full of grievances and longing surged out. This emotion spread like a virus.

The aroma of food pushes this emotion to the top.

Mei Meng listened to the continuous news: "Kang Guo... really likes to use scheming. How are you preparing there? Let another group of people run tomorrow morning... Since they want to destroy our military morale, they will fulfill their wish."

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