Now Cao Jun is attacking Jingbei, and Jiangdong is invading Jingnan. In this small county in the west of Jingzhou, the county magistrates and county lieutenants are all frowning, and guys like Wang Sheng naturally can't squeeze into the county magistrate's seat.

The county lieutenant's circle of confidants rushed to the Wuxia checkpoint more than ten miles away from the county seat as a perimeter guard.

It's said to be a team leader, but there are actually twenty-four people. Don't worry about horses. There are only five longbows and less than a hundred arrows. There are about twenty spears and some swords. If

Regardless of the rust, it is basically still usable. As for the iron armor, there is no one. Even the team leader Wang Shuang only wears an old leather armor. It is simply the youth version of the simple outfit. It is so shabby.

pole.

The supplies in Jingzhou have been cut off a long time ago, so the supplies sent here by Wu County are naturally gone. All supplies need to be prepared by oneself. This is also the biggest headache for Wang Sheng. As a team leader, what about military pay?

, I can’t get it, but I still want to get something to eat and drink. Even if others don’t eat, I still have to eat it...

There were no ordinary people here before. Later, when Liu Bei passed by, he took away some people, making the surrounding area extremely desolate. These days, Wang Sheng and his brothers tossed around in several unowned fields, grabbing some food to fill their stomachs.

, people always have to survive, right?

The checkpoint is a hut set up on the hillside of Wu Gorge. There is a fire pit in the hut. I don’t know if all the dry firewood has been burned, or the firewood is damp. The fire is not strong but there is a lot of smoke. Otherwise, the hut itself is ventilated everywhere.

I'm afraid he won't be smoked to death...

Even so, the people lying in the hut covered with straw quilts are still coughing from time to time due to the smoke. But it is pitiful to say that these guys would rather be choked and coughed than move, not because of laziness, but because of laziness.

Going out to chop new firewood is, after all, a physical job, but if you don't have enough to eat all day long, and you are so hungry and dizzy, who has the energy to chop dry firewood?

Wang Sheng was lying in a higher place in the hut, which was also a relatively dry area. He was tossing and turning, feeling irritated and coughing repeatedly because of the fireworks. Finally, he couldn't bear it and sat up, saying, "They are all dead."

?Replace this wet firewood! Find some dry firewood. If you don’t need it during the day, you will need it at night!”

"I said, team leader, please bear with me. You can't move the bowl of gruel you drank this afternoon. It will turn into water when you move it... If you wet the firewood, it will wet the firewood. Won't it dry up if you bake it or burn it...

...Lie down, lie down, be careful of the smoke..."

"I...cough, cough, cough, cough..." Wang Sheng was about to say something, but a gust of wind blew, causing smoke to cover his face, and he suddenly coughed.

There were gloating laughter from all corners of the hut, and some people laughed so hard that they farted loudly, and there was a sudden smoky atmosphere...

"Damn it!" Wang Sheng was helpless, and when he thought about his current situation, he felt even more frustrated. His heart was depressed, and his stomach was empty. He was rumbling. This virtual fire was rising, and he couldn't suppress it, and he couldn't lie down.

, he took off his patched and tattered war robe and put it on his body. He opened the straw curtain of the hut and walked out without taking a weapon.

The mountain mist was a little chilly, and Wang Sheng couldn't help but shiver.

Jingzhou is finished!

This is a fact that everyone knows. I fled here because of the war in Longxi, but I didn't expect that I would still be unable to escape the spread of the war. I didn't know when this war would last, and I didn't know what changes the Han Dynasty would have in the future...

Sitting on the rocks, the more Wang Sheng looked like, the more depressed he became, but when the mountain wind blew like this, it felt somewhat chilly...

Human beings are a very strange and complex structure. Once you feel the coolness, the urge to urinate will follow.

Wang Sheng just walked to the side of the tree and bushes, lowered his head and fished out the guy from the tattered robe. When he looked up suddenly, he saw that there seemed to be a human face in the bushes that seemed to be painted with some ink!

The face was even twisted, and he forced a smile towards Wang Sheng...

Wang Sheng opened his mouth wide, and before the cry in his throat could come out, he saw a big man rushing out of the bushes. He stretched out his hands directly, and directly muffled Wang Sheng's roar with the other hand.

The other hand flashed with cold light and touched Wang Sheng's neck, causing Wang Sheng to stand on his head with chills all over his body!

The big man's voice was colder than the weapon in his hand: "Where is the beacon set? How many people are in the shed? To be honest, you can avoid death!"

Wang Sheng was horrified to see that among the trees and shrubs, at some point, dozens of figures appeared like ghosts behind the big man, with their faces and bodies tied with branches of plants and trees, but each one was different.

Holding a delicate and sharp weapon, he rushed towards the hut silently!

"Hero, don't...surrender, I surrender...I asked them all to come out and surrender..." Wang Sheng whispered carefully, feeling as if his neck had been cut by a sharp knife, and there was some burning pain, "Dare you ask me, hero?"

Honor your surname..."
Chapter completed!