"In a few days, the base is half hungry and half full, and it is hard to say that it is barely getting by."

Wang Geng bowed his head. "There are others at home. We plowmen really want to eat with an open stomach. We can’t eat enough food from the fields. We must always save a little for our families."
"Yeah, we’re working so hard with our backs to the loess, but we still don’t have enough to eat. Our families have to save food all the year round, and there are few stores. Once we encounter a disaster year and a good official goes bankrupt, we will be in front of us."
The officer’s words made the people around him lower their heads and sip their mouths.
Wang Changliang, a fellow countryman around Wang Geng, blushed and choked up.
"There are some good times in my home, and I don’t want to eat enough. But last year, I was attacked by locusts, and half of my food was destroyed. My mother was in a hurry and asked for medical advice. She used up all her storage at home and sold several acres of land.
The local tyrants in the village know that my family is in urgent need of money, and they are pressing my land price to wait for the price of fertile land. I can sell the land cheaply to treat my mother, but I can’t cure her illness after all. People can’t live without their family. "
A word is spoken, and several prisoners sigh, obviously having similar experiences.
The officer nodded heavily.
"That’s it. You work so hard, but you always encounter evil things. When you encounter such things, you can resist more. You can deprive us of what we want by ravaging corrupt officials and local tyrants and evil gentry. That’s why you are here today."
The prisoners of war recalled their unfortunate experiences and lamented one after another for a long time.
After the officer sighed, he suggested that everyone in the place talk about their own affairs.
"I dare not say it at ordinary times, so let’s talk about it now. Things can’t be stuffy in my heart. It will be very uncomfortable. Your victory army is a peasant army. It is for our peasants to make decisions. The army is not afraid to talk about it. You can say whatever you want."
Prisoners of war, look at me. I’ll look at you. The confusion and shock in your eyes slowly faded, so I talked and went on.
Perhaps it was the gentle treatment of the Victory Army that made them relax their guard, or the officers’ sympathetic stories made them feel close to each other.
They told everything that had been hidden in their hearts for a long time.
When one person finishes talking, another person goes on to say every word like a knife full of blood and tears. They wipe their tears as they talk, and in the end they become choked up.
The original fear, vigilance and incomprehension in the hearts of prisoners of war gradually melted away from empathy, which made them feel that they were not prisoners of war or high winners.
It’s as if everyone is really a friend who can talk from the heart.
This kind of atmosphere talks with them all at once.
This kind of war won, but if they lost anything, they would die with them in the 19th.
Or wait for the war, even if they March, their lives will be in danger.
Whether you are diligent or not is a little clumsy. No one sees it. Fortunately, once you are seen by soldiers or officials, it will be a beating.
In the military camp, there is a strict hierarchy, and the nominal level of military law kills the level, but at the bottom of the food chain, this group of people can passively bear all the suffering.
There are always people who want to escape from that terrible military camp, but it is not a simple matter to escape. Once found, they will die very miserably.
What happened this night is not clear to the real female soldiers and officials.
They were taken to another place and dragged out in turn to take part in the salvage of sunken ships and clear the waterway. They were strictly monitored and supervised by whips and sticks. It was very hard work.
These female real soldiers and officials are still very big. In addition to being a reference, they can make the remaining prisoners have a strong sense of contrast, and they can also squeeze out the labor force and hold a public trial meeting to kill them.
This is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Is there anything more wonderful than this?
Chapter 116 Be resilient and do not break the gentleman.
Most of the soldiers who won the victory this night slept soundly and soundly.
In a day and a half, there were two wars in a row and an urgent March, which had already drained them of their physical strength. It was a strong willpower to stay asleep until now.
Prisoners of war also went to sleep in a hurry, preparing for an uncertain day with all kinds of moods.
Although everyone was asleep, Su Yonglin struggled for a day and a half, but she couldn’t sleep with a lot of thoughts.
He sat alone on the platform near the water’s edge and looked at the river boat in silence.
After dealing with some chores, Tian Jue went to Su Yonglin and put a dress on him.
"It’s stuffy and hot in summer. Isn’t it a bit redundant for you to dress me?"
Su Yonglin turned and looked at Tian Jue with a smile.
"Even if it is sultry, you can’t just sit by the river wearing a light coat and blow. A Lang is the general manager of the army. There must be no problems, otherwise the army will fall into chaos, which is very dangerous for the whole Victory Army."
Tian Jue is serious
Su Yonglin wry smile a nai nodded his head.
"Okay, okay, I’ll listen to you whatever you say."
"This is a duty."
Tian Jue is still serious.
Su Yonglin still quite appreciates this.
"Do you know what I was thinking just now?"