"Is this still possible?!"

It was the first time for everyone at the scene to see Wu Liang's sexy behavior.

Both the Hu army and the Yellow Turban army all opened their eyes wide at this moment and looked at Wu Liang in astonishment, expressing that they could not understand this operation at all.

Now in this troubled world.

Whether they are heroes from all walks of life, various wealthy and powerful families, or even bandits who have turned into bandits, as long as they are capable people, they will spare no effort to recruit troops.

Even if you don't seek to dominate in troubled times, you still need to cultivate some of your own armed forces to protect yourself.

Finally, when I arrived at Wu Liang's place, I saw the soldiers and horses coming to my door. Not only did I not have any idea of ​​using them for my own use, I actually tried my best to push them away. I couldn't push them away, and I even had to hide away?

"What are you doing standing still? Yang Wanli, and you, why don't you quickly lead people to dismantle the camp, hitch our horses to the carriage and get ready to set off?"

Wu Liangcai ignored what they thought and immediately shouted to Yang Wanli and several other officers.

"This is!"

Yang Wanli and others were stunned again, and had no choice but to respond and run to make arrangements.

"..."

Seeing that the Hu army was really going to tie them up here again and leave, Wen Yuan and the Yellow Turban army were dumbfounded for a moment. They didn't know what to say for a moment, they just felt that their lives had never been more difficult.

"Gulu——!"

Wen Yuan's stomach growled at the right moment.

The sound is so loud that people within a few meters can hear it clearly.

Seeing that this voice had attracted a lot of attention, Wen Yuan looked embarrassed.

He didn't want to do this either, but now that it was winter, it was hard to find anything else to satisfy his hunger except the stored grain. So since his home was ransacked by the Hu army, he and the three hundred or so people of the Yellow Turban Army had been there for two days.

I haven’t had a bite of decent food, and I’ve been traveling very slowly for the past two days. It’s really not easy to hold on until now.

In the end, who would have wanted to fight, finally caught up with Wu Liang, but not only was he not accepted, but he was tied up here again.

Although the feeling of hunger is contagious, the hunger among the Yellow Turbans does not need to be contagious at all.

Every one of them was so hungry that when Wen Yuan's stomach growled like this, it immediately stirred up waves, and many people's stomachs began to growl, "Gurgling."

One after another.

If this continues, they will starve to death here.

This is also the reason why the Yellow Turban Army hurriedly caught up.

They had been robbed of horses and weapons by Wu Liang. If they tried to block the road and rob them again, they would have lost 80% of their deterrence. Even an armed caravan of dozens of people would probably dare to challenge them.

If a fight really breaks out, with bare hands and real swords and guns, I don’t know how many casualties there will be...

When he escaped with this group of people, he personally promised to lead them to a good life of shared property and self-reliance as described in the "Taiping Qingling Sutra", instead of leading them to death.

then.

Seeing the Hu troops quickly put away their tents, loaded everything into their vehicles and prepared to leave...

"Master!"

Wen Yuan didn't care about his face. He immediately turned red with triangular eyes and wailed at Wu Liang at the top of his lungs, "Even if you don't want to take us in, you can still give us something to eat. We're not afraid that the young master will hear the joke. We

I haven’t had anything to eat for two days. If the young master leaves like this, my brothers will probably starve to death tonight!"

"Is it my fault?"

Wu Liang turned around and frowned.

"I don't dare. We robbed the young master first. The young master was showing mercy by not killing us. How can we blame the young master?"

Wen Yuan quickly lowered his head and said.

"Then what does it have to do with me whether you will starve to death?"

Wu Liang asked.

"this……"

Wen Yuan was immediately speechless.

Everyone in the Yellow Turban Army didn't know what to say either.

Troubled times have their own laws of the jungle. They were originally from the Yellow Turban Army, and they also worked as bandits for a period of time, so they were already very familiar with this set of jungle laws of the weak and the strong.

Now Wu Liangruo sympathized with them and did not teach them to starve to death. That was out of sympathy.

If you ignore them, even if they starve to death here, that is your duty.

Everyone here wants to live and live a better life. If they are really transcendent of this set of laws, how could they become Yellow Turbans or bandits? Do the people they robbed deserve to be punished?

Was it stolen?

In fact, in troubled times, there is no right or wrong in many things, and living is the most correct thing.

"let's go!"

Wu Liang finally stopped talking nonsense with Wen Yuan and others, got on the carriage and gave the order.

The Hu army immediately set off and walked toward the distance in a mighty manner. After a while, they completely disappeared into the night.

Wen Yuan and the others in the Yellow Turban Army just watched them leave, their hearts filled with sadness and despair. No one spoke for a long time, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate.

After a long time.

"Brothers, it's my incompetence, I can't help you..."

Wen Yuan's eyes were slightly red and his voice was slightly trembling.

When he led this group of brothers to escape, even if some people kept falling behind, even if some people kept deserting, Wen Yuan was still confident. He naively thought that the beautiful world described in the "Taiping Qingling Jing" was real, and there would always be something wrong.

One day he can lead the rest of the people to live such a beautiful life.

Then……

In order to prevent himself and those who followed him from starving to death, he eventually trampled on his ideals and became the most shameful mountain bandit.

The longer the bandit worked, the more he discovered.

The beautiful world described in the "Taiping Qingling Sutra" is so out of reach.

This is reality.

So hungry... so cold...

Looking at the unextinguished torch not far away, he seemed to see the fragrant rice porridge and sesame cakes, the old house where he lived when he was a child, and his relatives who were no longer alive...

at this time.

"Wen Shuai, look over there, those people seemed to have forgotten a car when they left!"

Someone suddenly discovered that there was a simple cart left under the shade of a tree not far away. The cart seemed to be loaded with a lot of things. Maybe he was in a hurry and forgot to hitch the horse, so he missed this.

A pallet truck.

"Quick! Go and see for yourself what's in the car!"

Wen Yuan came to his senses instantly and said quickly.

In an instant, a thin man broke free from the loose knot and ran to the cart to check.

Seeing that it didn't matter, the man immediately jumped up excitedly: "Wen Shuai! It's grain! This cart is actually filled with grain. Now we have something to eat. I didn't expect those people to be so careless that they could forget a cart.

food!"

"Forget it!"
Chapter completed!