In Cao Hong's sight, he was a leader with a disgrace, his clothes were broken, and he looked embarrassed. Moreover, Cao Hong also knew that he seemed like this.

When the defeat was defeated, the system was almost completely disrupted. No one knew who was following, nor did anyone know where the next level was. Some soldiers who could still remember to hold swords and guns and armor were already considered good elites, and some of them didn't even have a knife to pick up flesh!

Many people still have some blood on their bodies, and they don’t know whether it’s theirs or they are stained with others, and they don’t know how these bloodstains are contaminated with...

『Master…』 Cao Hong’s guard looked at Cao Hong’s injured leg and whispered, “Master, your injury has started to seep blood again… Logically speaking, the medicine should be changed now, but…』

But Cao Hong knew what the purpose was.

Now I don’t even have much food, so what kind of medicine are you thinking about?

Cao Hong waved his hand, then took off his own pocket and handed it to the guard, "My injury... is not a problem. You can go find some dry firewood and wild food, even if it is some hot soup, it will be good."

Generally, the cauldrons of Cao's soldiers are not as pots and pots.

Because most of the helmets are made of patches like armor for the cost of manufacturing. Therefore, the pockets of ordinary Cao army soldiers are leaky. Only those of high-ranking generals like Cao Hong are made of a whole piece of copper and can be used to hold water and heat it.

The guards took the order, but in this place that had been plundered back and forth by Cao's army several times, what else could be there except for some dead bones and rotten wood?

In the end, he just randomly caught some barnyard grass in the abandoned fields, demolished some broken wooden pillars, caught fire in the shelter, used Cao Hong's skull to make water, threw some grass-roots wild vegetables into it, and stirred it around, and it was considered a rare "delicious dish" at the moment.

After all, there are some oily head lice in the pocket, which are some oily and meat.

After cooking for a while, I don’t know if it’s boiled, but anyway, I used a broken battle robe mat and presented it to Cao Hong.

Cao Hong took it and an unspeakable smell hit his nose.

He has been eating and drinking such a vulgar diet for a long time, for a long time.

Cao Hong was originally hungry and injured again. He thought that even if the food was not eaten, he could eat and drink, but when the hot soup was brought to him, he couldn't drink it at all. He just wanted to sniff the smell.

But the stomach bag is empty and it feels uncomfortable to feel colic.

Perhaps seeing Cao Hong's difficulties, the guard whispered: "Master, if you can't do it... some war horses are injured..."

Cao Hong's Adam's apple slid for a while, and hesitated for a long time before shook his head with difficulty, "No! These war horses... are the last one... If... then it will be...

Maybe it's about war horses, or maybe it's about war horses.

Cao Hong didn't continue to say that, but just gritted his teeth, raised his pussy, took a few sips, then suppressed his disgust, handed the pussy to the guard, and waved his hand.

The guard didn't dislike it. After receiving it, he drank it with the other guards, and even chewed it up and ate it. He didn't even let go of the oil in the bag.

After drinking a little water, Cao Hong's stomach cramps seemed to relax a little, but his hunger became stronger.

Tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

The double pressure on physical and mental state made Cao Hong in so much pain.

But God was like he was trying to play with Cao Hong. Not long after Cao Hong stopped, the Cao army scout who came out suddenly rushed back, his face was extremely pale, and he fell to the ground with a puff, and he didn't even bother to shout, "It's not good! There are a large group of people in front of him! I don't know my friends and enemies!"
Chapter completed!