Shangqinglin, Molo's residence is just an ordinary tiled house, which is already the best house here. Although it is simple, it is much better than living in a tent in this winter. The camp of Shuntian Army is centered on this tiled house and extends out from all sides. In addition to the large tent, there are more shacks next to each other. This shack is air leaking from all sides. Live inside. Even if firewood is burned, the temperature is not much higher than that outside.

More than 100,000 people are crowded together like ants. The only thing that people at the bottom of the world live every day is two bowls of porridge a night. In order to survive, many people have to venture into the mountains, dig out thick snow, dig grass roots, eat tree bark, and be lucky enough to dig a nest of rats, which means they won the grand prize.

Although Shangqinglin has not yet developed to the point where people cannibalize, it is not far from this most dangerous stage.

The situation was already so bad that Molo, as the supreme leader, was sitting on a crater. When it suddenly erupted, it would bombard him in the air.

The weather is very good today, and the sun is rare in winter, hanging high in the sky, but in this tiled house, all the generals of the Shuntian Army were silent because the whole room was filled with the angry roar of Moro.

Since retreating to the Qinglin, Molo's temper has become increasingly fierce and strange. From the beginning to the current downturn and the current downfall, this huge gap seems to have completely defeated him. If he is not satisfied, he will lose his temper or even start a killing.

"Do you think I'm a fool? You thought I was a deaf person and blind person!" His angry voice echoed in the house, like a file scrambling hard on the iron plate. A general with a slightly lower martial arts cultivation had a look of pain on his face.

But no one dared to move. Molo was in a rage and could do anything. The last time he got angry, one of his personal guards was beaten into a rotten flesh by him because of a disagreement.

Everyone kept silent. Molo's anger not only did not dissipate, but became more and more intense. He punched his hand on the wall. With a slam, half of the wall fell down, and the whole room was shaken, as if it could fall down at any time. The dust fell down and spilled on everyone. Everyone's faces changed drastically. They looked up at the roof. If it really collapsed, although they would not be crushed to death, they were sure of being embarrassed.

But no one dared to escape from the house.

Molo is even more terrifying than the house that is about to collapse.

Fortunately, this house, which looked very old and old, actually staunched after shaking for a while.

Molo's anger comes from Baoqing's Chu Jun.

The arrival of Cheng Wuben once gave Molo hope. This old man was a famous general in the world. He once led the Chu army, which was still weak at that time, to withstand the attack of the powerful Qi State, so that the Chu State would focus on developing its internal affairs in the next twenty years, which led to the Qi and Chu State today's dispute.

Now Moluo feels that he is not much different from the Chu royal family at that time. Cheng Wuben's arrival will use his rich experience to help him overcome difficulties, thus making a comeback and creating glory.

But when we met for the first time, Molo felt something different in enthusiasm. Cheng Wuben did not show much interest in Molo's series of plans, which cast a faint shadow in Molo's heart.

And the Chu army's next actions made Molo start to feel fear.

First, there were various reasons to transfer the officers who helped the Shuntian Army train back one after another, and all went back without returning. Then, the food supplied became less and less. At first, it was only ten days for one day, but it gradually became seven days and five days. Now, it was already one day for one day. In other words, as long as the Chu army did not transport grain to the Shuntian Army for one day, more than one hundred thousand Shuntian Army would be out of food.

All the actions of the Chu army clearly mean that they had lost interest in the Shuntian Army. They no longer regarded the Shuntian Army as an ally, but as a huge burden.

Thinking deeper, the Chu army's intention to abandon the Shuntian Army is already very obvious.

And yesterday, a top-secret news from Baoqing made Molo completely angry.

Cheng Wuben secretly set out with hundreds of big cars and entered the control field of the Taiping Army. The premonition became a reality, and the Chu army had abandoned itself and turned to curry favor with the Taiping Army.

The Chu people wanted to use themselves to attack Qi. Molo understood this from the beginning, but with his own failure, all this had become a bubble. They wanted to abandon themselves and seek the Taiping Army. If all this came true, what would they be?

A piece that has no use to them and can be discarded at will.

Molo has a high opinion of himself and is particularly angry about being tricked by himself as a pawn.

"King, what should we do?" Bao Hua's tone was full of concern. "Now, they supply our food once a day. Once they turn against each other, they will cut off the supply, and we will immediately go hungry. The army has no food and is not stable. Although there is not much, it can still save lives. There is still hope. Once it is gone, it is afraid it will collapse immediately."

"What should I do?" Moro laughed sinisterly: "If a tiger doesn't show his power, you think I'm a sick cat. Since they are not kind, don't blame me for being unrighteous. There are so many foods in Baoqing Port."

Molo, who had knocked down half of the room with one punch, seemed to be vented, and he slowly calmed down.

"Go to grab the grain?" Bao Hua widened his eyes, "But Baoqing's Chu army has been guarding us all the time, and the grain is concentrated in Baoqing Port. The area they are focusing on is also facing us. This is clearly aimed at us. With our strength, we are afraid we will not be sure of fighting."

Molo was silent for a long time, "At this point, instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight for it. If we win, we will play Baoqing. If we lose, we will not have any worse results than we are now."

"The king said, I fought with them. They begged us to come in. If the king hadn't let them enter Baoqing, they wouldn't have the chance to land in Baoqing, and they would have the chance to show off their power in front of us. They fought!" The generals in the house all shouted. These people were all heroes in the martial arts world, and they were creed that they would rather die standing than live on their knees. They were all passionate.

"From today, I will change the two bowls of porridge every day to one bowl, and save all the saved grains, which will be of great use." Moro said.

"King, two bowls of porridge a day are the limit. No matter how little it is, I'm afraid we will get messed up first." A general whispered.

"Slowly hold on and tell them that soon we will have food. In addition, the people on the periphery don't have to worry about them, but our core army cannot be messed up. Do you understand? These days, you must be careful."

"Yes, obey the order!" Although they were puzzled, everyone still bowed to accept the order.

"I'm going out for a few days. When I'm not here, I'll be in charge of Bohua. Just do a little better, that is to keep it steady until I come back." Moro said.

"Where are you going, Master?" Bao Hua was shocked.

"I'll go find foreign aid." Mo Luo sneered: "The Chu army is guarding against us. If we attack hard, as Bao Hua said, we may not be able to break the position of the Chu army." As he said this, Mo Luo couldn't help but remember the battle between Qianliu Mountain and Taiping Army. Tens of thousands of elite troops did not capture a small Qianliu Mountain. The corpse was piled up like a mountain and blood flowed into a river. Qianliu Mountain was still standing there with high spirits. This battle was unforgettable. It was the turning point of the Shuntian Army's transition from extreme prosperity to extreme decline. Since that battle, Shuntian Army has been in trouble. He fought and lost a battle, and never won again.

Everyone looked at Moro, and they were confused. Does Shuntian Army still have friends now? Looking around, it seemed that they had nothing but the enemy and a so-called ally with bad intentions.

"You all go down. What you discuss here today is rotten in my stomach. No matter how close you are, you can't tell me, if anyone violates this, I will tear him." Moro leaned on the back of the chair and said coldly.

At night, Moro quietly walked out of the camp in black. He could plant spies in Baoqing. How could the Chu people not plant people on him? Only more, maybe just a few kilograms of food, now it is enough to make a soldier of the Shuntian Army willingly become a spy of the Chu people.

He took a deep breath and looked at the light in the night. It was the light emitted by the burning firewood in the shack. Molo's toes snatched and disappeared into the night in an instant.

If you are anxious, you will have to jump over the wall. Chu people, you will pay a heavy price for your treason. He is not without foreign aid. Although this foreign aid is still his enemy at the moment, Moro is confident that he can join forces with him.

This person is Wu Xin's old subordinate, Wu Ling, who joined forces with Wu Shixiong to attack his own army. In that internal strife, Wu Shixiong died. Wu Ling finally escaped due to the intervention of the Taiping Army and led tens of thousands of subordinates to escape into the mountains. Now, their lives will not be better than themselves, and they are struggling on the brink of life and death.

Luo Yishui is still alive, which makes Mo Luo finally understand why Wu Xin died under the martial arts of the blue sea. This is the reason why he couldn't argue at the beginning, but now, all of this can be explained.

If you didn’t kill Wu Xin yourself, the hatred between you and Wu Ling would no longer exist. The two armies that were both struggling to survive would have the possibility of cooperation.

The Chu army was determined to deal with itself, but forgot about Wuling's existence. In fact, after Wuling fled into the mountains, there was no news, but Molo believed that food would also make Wuling crazy.
Chapter completed!