"General, general?"

The sound was sometimes far and sometimes near, and it seemed to be on the ground and in the sky. Ge Xuanbai felt a dull pain on the left side of his head, first implicating the eyeballs, then pulling it down along his neck to his stomach. His chest churned, he sat up suddenly and turned to his side, retching a few times.

But the feeling of boredom did not ease but became stronger. The land under his body seemed to have begun to turn. He reached out to hold on to the frozen mud blocks to maintain balance, but soon realized that it was not the world that was turning but himself.

He didn't dare to move anymore. While listening to the calls of anxiety beside him who were deliberately suppressed and suppressed, he asked himself to maintain this position until the intense dizziness slowly eased.

Then he turned his head cautiously and lightly to look aside, and felt the dizziness coming again, but fortunately, it was already within an acceptable range.

"How many died?" he asked. "When is it now?"

"There are about 310 people in our cellar." A voice hurriedly said, "General, are you okay? You have fainted for seven days."

Ge Xuanbai frowned and looked at the person who was talking and found that it was Ding Min, a hundred generals of the Northern Prefecture Army.

"Probably?" he said, "What is approximate? How many?"

Ding Min handed over a blood clot that was as hard as a stone: "Many brothers were broken up and locked up in other cellars. The three hundred and ones I mentioned are corpses that can be found. There are many, but they cannot be collected."

Ge Xuanbai looked at the blood clot in his hand. Ding Min said, "Eat the general, it's a monster. When the incident was in trouble, the brothers in Beijiao killed a second-level fire monkey. This is the liver of the fire monkey."

Ge Xuanbai knocked the liver hard on the ground, picked it up and blew it into his mouth. The blood on the surface began to melt, and the fishy smell filled his mouth, making him feel even more disgusted. But he tried hard to suppress the idea of ​​spitting it out. Because this thing was the first piece of grass leaf, grass stem, and grass root he had eaten in January.

Ge Xuanbai slowly sat up and leaned against the wall. He was in a half-cellar nearly a hundred feet long and wide, without a roof. There were four such half-cellars in the Demon Army camp north of Dangtu Mountain, each of which was imprisoned more than 2,000 people - at least seven days ago.

Now Ge Xuanbai looked to the wall and saw a long row of frozen corpses placed on the ground, and could only be covered with snow, without any sight.

Seven days ago, he launched a riot with the other three officials in the cellar, trying to lead as many people as possible to break through, but failed. In the end, only one prince of King Gao was sent away, and now he is not sure whether that prince can survive among the mountains.

The more than 310 corpses by the wall are the price. There may be more corpses in the three cellars in the west, north and south. The demons returned the corpses... but this was not out of respect for their opponents, but rather storing food. They knew that people would restrain their similar corpses until they came to feed again.

The result is that one or several of the dozens of people who were arranged to be slaves around Rakshasa in advance have been rebelled. After more than a month of planning, the carefully planned action failed and there is no hope that people can continue to hold on. From then on, these people will become the real meat food of the Demon Army, and it is impossible to be organized again.

In fact, this is not the most terrible result - before the uprising, I heard that Nanjiao started eating the body of his comrade.

Ge Xuanbai closed his eyes and was silent for a while, and whispered: "How is the morale?"

Ding Min smiled: "You have to have something first before you can do it. General Ge, let alone morale, he is not even angry anymore. Look at them."

In fact, Ge Xuanbai had seen it for a long time. There are about a thousand people in the Dongjiao, and at first glance they are full of black heads. But so many people almost make no noise. They gathered together in groups to keep warm, either looking at the sky silently, or lying on the ground like dead bodies. The weather is very cold, but they seem to feel nothing.

But just seven days ago, there were many snow houses made of snow bricks in the East Cellar. Now the snow houses were destroyed during the riot, but no one has the intention to rebuild them.

Ding Min said again: "Don't talk about them, even me, General, now I have to keep talking to you. I haven't eaten much for a month, and I used to be storming my life with one thought. Now that thought is gone, I have lost my strength to speak."

As he said, he really lay down slowly and closed his eyes: "I feel relieved when you wake up General. If you accept your fate, let's wait for death together. If you can come up with something else - if you can call a few people - call me."

Ge Xuanbai looked at the face beside him that was almost as thin as a skeleton, and didn't know what to say for a moment. He was silent for a moment and put most of the blood clots left in his hand on Ding Min's lips: "You can eat something too."

Ding Min closed her mouth and eyes and said whimperingly: "Forget it, you'd better eat it. What if you're full and come up with a good way. Just ask me to lie down - I'll lie down, save some energy and anger."

Ge Xuanbai smiled bitterly, then felt a strong dizziness. He slowly let out a few breaths before thinking: What else can I do when things come to this point?

A thought arose in his mind: Instead of starving to death slowly or being eaten by Rakshasa like this, it is better to stop yourself first. At least it is quite decent at the last moment.

At this time, he heard a clanging sound on his head. Hearing this sound, a armored Rakshasa came over. The half-cellar was about half a person deep, and further up there was a wall of more than one meter high surrounded by logs. The gap between the logs was quite large. Although people could not get out, it was fine to penetrate an arm and half of the face. Outside the wall, Rakshasa often came and went to patrol and shout, and sometimes even excreted into the cellar for fun.

The sound of footsteps stopped beside his head. Ge Xuanbai carefully turned his eyes and glanced upwards, and then planned to force himself to stand up and lean on him in another place. At this temperature, if Rakshasa pee on his body, he would soon be frozen to death.

In fact, even if he lives today, he will probably be frozen to death tomorrow. He just doesn't want to have the pickled air of these beasts on his body when he dies.

But just as soon as he was about to move, he heard a voice coming from his ears: "Are you General Ge?"

It was the Rakshasa who was talking. Oh, did you realize that I was the chief official here? Ge Xuanbai felt a little relieved at this moment. Well, then wait. This Rakshasa is talking about the Sui Dynasty dialect!?

Ge Xuanbai turned his face all of a sudden. This made him feel dizzy and he retching in pain. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and was excited, and looked at the Rakshasa with a spasm.

Wearing black armor, with a beard like himself, but a pair of black horns grew behind his temples, and his pupils were slightly red - he was talking just now!?

Ding Min, who was lying on the ground, seemed to listen to the sound, and her eyes suddenly opened, and she was about to sit up. At this time, the Rakshasa shouted softly: "Don't move. Don't attract attention."

Ding Min was stunned for a moment, closed her eyes again, but her chest began to fluctuate violently.

Ge Xuanbai leaned his head against the earth wall, feeling that his heart was like a drum beater, and said, "Who are you!?"

"Li Bochen. Do you still remember it? Li Bochen, Wuliang City."

Ge Xuanbai opened his mouth and tried to look at the Rakshasa carefully with his face. He did remember it. This face was very handsome. When he dealt with this person a few years ago, he left a deeper impression on this appearance.

"General Li? Why are you horned??"

"Discover the trick. To put it short, if the Rakshasa and monsters in this camp start to fight inward, can you take people out again?"

Ge Xuanbai was stunned: "How is this possible?"

Li Bochen said: "I just ask if you can?"

Ge Xuanbai was silent for a moment and said, "If it is really a mess, people's hearts will definitely be fine. But people's hearts are not enough. The brothers have been hungry for more than a month and have exhausted all their strength a few days ago. General Li, this is because he is in a heart and has no power."

A moment later, Ge Xuanbai heard Li Bochen say, "Go and don't talk."

He didn't know what he meant, but he still gritted his teeth and moved aside. Then he saw Li Bochen reaching into a hand through the crack of the wood, and something dark like sand flowed out of his cuffs and landing on the ground. The thing flowed for a while, then stopped for a while, and then flowed for a while. After dozens of breaths, a lot of accumulated around Ge Xuanbai.

Seeing that he had not stopped yet, Ge Xuanbai swept the piled up to the side with his hand. In this way, the entire wall beside him was filled with the earth-like black and gray.

"You try it. But try it less."

Ge Xuanbai thought for a moment and dipped his fingers in his mouth. Seeing that there were no other Rakshasa around him looking here, he quickly looked into the ashes and then put them into his mouth.

The next moment he let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice: "...What is this?"

Li Bochen just said: "Can you?"

Ge Xuanbai did not hesitate: "Yes."

"when?"

"One day...no, two days later!"

Li Bochen said: "Okay. As for the weapons - I will send them again when you do something."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly walked away. When he walked away, Ding Min sat up and dipped his hands in black and gray like Ge Xuanbai, and then his eyes were also shot out.

"Who is this person's origin?"

"I used to be a commander of Wuliang Army, but later I was demoted." Ge Xuanbai frowned, "After the battle in Wuliang City a few months ago, I heard that he saved Mr. Che Bei from the monster."

He was silent for a moment: "In the past, I just thought it was a rumor. But now, he looks at his methods, courage, and his magical powers... and may be true."

Ding Min frowned and thought for a while: "Can this person believe it?"

Ge Xuanbai said: "General Ding, do we still have to choose?"

Ding Min smiled: "Yes. OK. But this time, no matter whether you win or lose, I will never come back here alive."
Chapter completed!