At the foot of Mopan Mountain, a round wood as thick as a bowl was erected, and the open gate faced the direction of Mopan Mountain. Inside the fence, dozens of gangs were cooking porridge. As the water boiled, rice churned in the boiling water, slowly turning into rice, slowly stewed, and the aroma also drifted to Mopan Mountain with the wind.

Dozens of men cooked the porridge and put out the fire, but left the fence and let the dozens of big pots stand in the fence.

On the mountain, countless Qi Jun, with bone-shaped bones, were swallowing their saliva. Although they only took more than a dozen days, they basically didn't look like a single person.

During the previous period, they could still pull out some things from the ashes, and even the corpses of some animals that had been burned to charcoal would be stuffed into their mouths.

But now, there is nothing left. As Wu Ling said, if there are a few more days, the bodies of Qi Jun who have been burned will probably be eaten into the stomach.

Of course, Qin Feng would not allow such a thing to happen. He didn't want these Qi people to become wild beasts, because if such a thing really happened, then he would really be together with Qi State.

"Your Majesty, it's the third day, and there is still no Qi people going down the mountain!" Dazhu felt a little regretful, but also a little admired. "The Qi people are much crueler than the Qin people. No wonder they are the largest country in the world."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Look, there will definitely be someone coming down. The reason why they are so tenacious is because they are Long Xiangjun. Long Xiangjun all come from the families of noble officials of Qi State, and they have their pride. But this kind of pride always has a bottom line, Dazhu, do you know why I do this?"

Dazhu was puzzled: "Your Majesty, in fact, we can take them all down at a cost to attack now. There is no need to spend so much effort."

"Because Your Majesty wants to destroy their pride." A voice came from behind. Dazhu turned his head and saw Wu Ling walking.

"Destroy their pride?" Dazhu was puzzled.

"Yes, destroy their pride." Wu Ling pointed to Qi Jun on the mountain: "These people are now a hot potato for us. It is easy to catch them, but they cannot destroy their pride, because we cannot kill them now."

"Why can't you kill?" Dazhu said in confusion.

Qin Feng nodded at Wu Ling with appreciation: "You can't kill it. Every Qi person here represents an official in Qi State. So if the Qi people are allowed to kill them in this situation, it will be an unresolved hatred. Each of them is their masters on the battlefield, and there is nothing to say to die in battle, but now, it is a massacre. Even if they are starved to death, I will not be able to use them as bargaining chips to negotiate with the Qi people!"

"What does that mean to destroy their pride?"

"These people have experienced this cruel war. After returning to the country, they will become the backbone of Qi's military. They all have backgrounds. In time, they will inevitably become the backbone of Qi's military. They have a deep hatred towards us. If they are allowed to return to Qi with this hatred and pride, they will become our great enemy in the future. Therefore, they must be defeated." Qin Feng laughed. "Look, there will definitely be someone who will come down from the mountain. Wu Ling, remember that they can eat in this fence, and they must go up the mountain after they have eaten, but they will definitely not be allowed to bring a grain of rice to the mountain."

"I understand!" Wu Ling smiled and said, "Even if Cao Ge wants to eat this bowl of porridge, he has to go down the mountain by himself."

Dazhu suddenly realized and looked at the fence, "It seems like raising pigs!"

"It's just raising pigs." Qin Feng laughed: "As long as these proud soldiers of Qi come down from the mountain, they will no longer be a soldier! Such a person will never become a qualified soldier when he returns to Qi. The emperor of Qi, the more proud guy, will never let these people join the army again!"

"A soldier will no longer be a qualified soldier if he loses his basic pride!" Wu Ling sneered, "Your Majesty, don't worry, go to Dengxian. I will turn them into pigs."

Dazhu looked at Wu Ling and felt a little scared. This guy Wu Ling would rather eat human flesh than surrender to the Taiping Army. This is what he called pride.

"I'll leave this here to you. I'll take Hanshan Camp to Dengxian." Qin Feng nodded and turned around and left.

It was late at night, and the dozens of pots of large porridge had long lost their fragrance and were cold, but they were still left by the Ming army. Qi army on the mountain understood that when tomorrow dawn, someone from the Ming army would pour out the dozens of pots of porridge and then make new porridge again. That was a new round of torture.

There was a silence like death on the mountain, and almost everyone was lying wherever they were. If they hadn't had their eyes turned occasionally, they would have been dead bodies.

Zhang Bai and Huang An are the highest-ranking people on the mountain except Cao Ge, but they are just two lieutenants. The original generals were either killed in battle or burned to death. Cao Ge was crazy. Now they have become the backbone of everyone here. Now they are both slumped on the ground. No matter who they are, they will become like this if they don’t eat for a few days.

"We will starve to death here alive." Zhang Bai said angrily.

"There are cooked porridge at the foot of the mountain. Are you going to eat it?" Huang An said with a roar.

"I would rather starve to death!" Zhang Bai hummed.

Huang An sat up and said, "I would rather starve to death. Does everyone think the same thing here as us?"

"Of course, we are the Longxiang Army of the Great Qi." Zhang Bai said.

"We are not yet!" Huang An looked at the fence at the foot of the mountain, and his eyes suddenly flashed: "Zhang Bai, someone has gone down the mountain."

Zhang Bai stood up with the hilt of the knife. Sure enough, dozens of figures staggered out of the darkness and walked into the dim lights.

The Ming people were very vicious. At night, they would light countless torches on this fence, illuminating the pigpen like daytime.

"I want to kill them!" Zhang Bai said angrily: "They are the shame of Long Xiangjun."

Huang An smiled bitterly, lay down again, and pulled Zhang Bai down again, "Everyone has their own choice. Now, we can't kill anyone. After eating this bowl of porridge, they can no longer be soldiers."

"I would rather die than be humiliated!" Zhang Bai's teeth clenched.

The fence was bright, but it was dark all around. In the darkness, there were several bright eyes staring at this place. I saw dozens of Qi soldiers walking down Mopan Mountain and entering the fence. I saw them holding a handful of porridge in their hands and eating with tears. The owner of those eyes laughed.

"Okay, we're finally down the mountain. The general is right. No one can resist the forced force of hunger. They seem to have eaten almost, and they are ready to take some clothes and pack some back up the mountain. Ha, that's not possible." Someone stood up in the darkness and slapped his high-high. The sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out, and dozens of war horses rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards the fence.

"You can eat enough, but you want to go back to the mountain when you are full, but you can't take a single grain of rice back to the mountain." The cavalry's face was cage in the iron helmet, and he couldn't see his face clearly. The sharp spear was raised horizontally and blocked the Qi army who were going down the mountain. None of the dozens of people had weapons.

"Of course, you can follow us without going up the mountain!" The knight's spear was taken back.

Dozens of Qi soldiers looked at the cavalry in front of them in despair. The porridge they had finally covered with their broken clothes fell to the ground weakly. They covered their faces and ran towards Mopan Mountain.

On the fourth day, hundreds of people came down to Mopan Mountain.

On the fifth day, the number of people increased several times.

In the Ming army camp not far away, Wu Ling listened to his subordinates' reports, but his smile became more and more powerful. His Majesty's plan to kill his heart is ten times better than killing them. These people are considered useless.

Wu Ling knew how hungry he was because he had experienced it personally. When he thought of his experiences in the mountains over the years, he couldn't help but shivered.

Zhang Bai and Huang An also wanted to keep their pride. They were so hungry that they were so angry that they had no strength to get up, so they could only lie somewhere and quietly wait for the arrival of death.

Although they don't move, it does not mean that they don't know what's going on at the foot of the mountain. More and more people are going down the mountain. They save their lives and lose the dignity of a soldier. They don't know whether this is right or wrong.

There were suddenly many people around, all of them, their former subordinates. They stared at the two of them tightly, and the light in their eyes made them shudder.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Bai's hand held the hilt, but his weak body made him unable to pull out the hilt. After a moment of silence, several pairs of powerful hands suddenly penetrated under the trunks of the two, lifted them up, and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

It is better to have fun alone than to have fun. In other words, when a group of people falls, they will not be able to see that there are still people who are nobler than them. Cao Ge and the others dare not move because they are generals and royal families, but Zhang Bai and Huang An were formerly lieutenants and the officers closest to them.

When the sweet porridge was forcibly poured into Zhang Bai and Huang An's mouths by the soldiers, the two once proud officers burst into tears. Their pride, as the porridge was poured in, was completely shattered.

A day later, the two stood behind Cao Ge, each holding a helmet, which contained some porridge. The two carefully poured the porridge into Cao Ge's mouth.

Cao Ge's eyes blinked a few times, but the person did not react much, but subconsciously began to swallow.

There are still people making porridge in the fence at the foot of the mountain every day, but Qi Jun who went down the mountain to eat porridge was no longer at night. When the porridge cooker Lizhi, those Qi people would go down the mountain. Dozens of pots of porridge could only make these people live to survive.

When the Qi people began to go down the mountain to drink porridge, Wu Ling began to transfer troops one by one. In the end, there were less than a thousand people left at the foot of Mopan Mountain, and half of them were slightly injured.

Wu Ling didn't care about these Qi people at all. They could no longer be considered an army.
Chapter completed!