The night is getting darker, the stars are shining in the sky, and the moon hangs in the west.

Countless messy camps were set up outside the Zhu family's Wubao. This time, the army of black lanterns that came to Zhu family's private land was almost all the troops of the Black lanterns, and the total number was about 700,000 or 800,000.

The Black Lantern Legion was originally a bandit army, so every time the territory it swept, there would be no man to occupy it, but it would just encircle all the common people for the rioters.

Taking away all the things that can be used and eaten as supplies in the army is truly a journey through the army without leaving any weeds.

As for the organization of the bandit army, the troops under each general were completely snatched by himself.

Some generals have 50,000 soldiers and horses under their command, while some may have only a few thousand soldiers and horses under their command.

Of course, no matter how many of these riot militias and horses are, they are just a matter of momentum. The actual combat power is probably useless, just like attacking Zhu's Wubao today.

Hundreds of thousands of riots were simply decorations, and only one Qianyunsou defeated Zhu's Wubao.

However, these rioters who watched the show did not exert any effort, but were killed by the magic that was bombarded in the Zhu family's Wubao, and almost scattered.

The more soldiers there are, the more they have to get enough food to support these soldiers, which is actually very troublesome.

If it weren't for a general who had long-term plans in his heart, he wouldn't cause trouble for himself.

Now, this gangster Kou Cang, one of the six demon generals, no matter whether he wanted to or not, his subordinates still gathered 70,000 or 80,000 rioters, and many of them belonged to his generals.

Among them, he selected as the regular army, about 10,000 people, and the other six or seventy thousand were auxiliary soldiers of the baggage battalion.

However, if the black lantern king Jiao Huarong is preparing to use Zhu's territory as the foundation of his power, then the seventy or eight hundred thousand chaotic people he brought to him will really become the basis for his founding of the country.

The 70,000 or 80,000 rioters under Kou Cang naturally became Kou Cang's capital, and the population was their strength base.

I don’t know if this was originally the plan of the Black Lantern King or the result of the Demonic Sect’s consideration now.

In short, the unlucky one is the Zhu family. Their own territory was targeted by others, and then they turned around and turned.

What's even more unlucky is that Zhu Lingwu has now been implicated from a gentry prince to a small auxiliary soldier in the baggage camp.

However, although the Black Lantern Army was a rioter of civilians and was everywhere carrying civilians into their own army, they were very strict in their management of civilians.

At first, Zhu Lingwu wanted to leave the village with the auxiliary soldiers of the baggage camp, and then look for an opportunity to completely get out of the Black Lantern Army and be a free wandering cultivator.

But unexpectedly, these auxiliary soldiers of the baggage battalion who worked in the village completed their work tasks and were arranged into different queues of men and women, and were escorted to a closed camp not far outside the village.

The hands and feet of thousands of auxiliary soldiers were tied up in series with ropes, and then, under the escort of more than 200 soldiers, they returned to the closed camp outside.

Without giving you a chance to leave alone, Zhu Lingwu had to follow all the way to the so-called baggage camp.

In this closed baggage camp, it is also built like a cell, with the men and women battalions on different sides, among which are the canteens and warehouses of the camp.

The most strictly guarded place in this baggage battalion is the gate and the warehouse in it. As for other places, they are basically left alone.

It seems that this black lantern army is also worried that the rioters will be fled, so they are detained as slaves in camps like concentration camps.

It is just called the baggage camp, but in fact, it allows these rioters to carry out various labor services to the army every day.

The strongest camp in this kind of camp is actually the surrounding camps, which can prevent people from running out. As for the places where the camps are accommodated for the chasing people, they just do it casually.

It is basically similar to a refugee camp. In addition, in order to prevent the rioters in the baggage camp from bullying women at will, and men and women were detained separately.

This is finally a bit humane management, otherwise the suffering women will encounter in such an environment will be unimaginable.

Moreover, the women's camp seems to be treated better than the men's camp. This may be to make reserves for the leaders of the rioters.

Now Zhu Lingwu had no choice but to follow him into this kind of concentration camp-like baggage camp, and then passed through the canteen in it.

Here, each of them received a black rice ball.

This is the reward for their work just now. It is unknown how many rice grains are there in this rice ball, how many vegetable leaves are added, and other messy things.

Anyway, Zhu Lingwu is definitely not able to eat it when he holds it in his hand, and he smells it a disgusting smell.

Although Zhu Lingwu has eaten the same kind of cooking over the years, he has been carefully selected and specially seasoned. Now he can't eat such pig-like food.

But the other chaotic people took it and sent it directly into their mouths. It seemed that even such food was not easy for them to eat.

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help frowning, and then deliberately made a look of cherishing, stuffing the rice ball into his arms.

Naturally, his movements were seen by the people hanging ropes behind him, and many people also became interested in it.

In such a baggage camp, many people die every day, and some even seem to be incomplete after death. Although most of the people here are elderly, weak, women and children, some are half-dead people like Zhu Lingwu's hunchbacked lame man pretending to be.

Of course, some of them were also rioters who had just been brought in, and some of them were young and strong. These young and strong people were unwilling to join the rioters' army, and some were hidden among the auxiliary soldiers of the old and weak.

There are a few young and strong people hidden among tens of thousands of people, but it is not certain that many people can persevere here in the end.

However, this rice ball that Zhu Lingwu looked down upon became an extremely precious food for life among the auxiliary soldiers of these baggage battalions.

Afterwards, soldiers who were in charge of the baggage camp untied the ropes tied to Zhu Lingwu and the others' hands and legs, drove them into the closed camp in the men's camp, and ignored them and let them fend for themselves.

Zhu Lingwu did not dare to use magic to leave this baggage camp for the time being. When he entered the baggage camp, Zhu Lingwu found that there were several military camps around the baggage camp.

Even if he used his magic to leave the baggage camp, he didn't know where he was going. He would probably be discovered and cause a big deal.

Now hiding in this baggage camp, it seems that it is the safest for the time being.

Now that he is walking around Zhu's private area alone, he may be hunted by demon monks.

The only thing is that the smell in this baggage camp is really bad. Tens of thousands of people are piled up in a camp like refugees, and simple camp tents are piled up densely.

There was garbage everywhere, there was also a lot of feces, and the feces and urine were pulled everywhere. In addition, there was no bath or washing hair. Some people were also injured and were not treated, and the odor released from their bodies was released.

It gives people a feeling of hell on earth!

At this time, Zhu Lingwu felt that he seemed to be much cleaner than these chaotic people. These chaotic people were completely unkempt and had no idea how long the dirt on their clothes had been preserved.

Thanks to this, Zhu Lingwu's clean dress did not attract the attention of the guards.

Now that I have entered the men's camp of the baggage camp, no one has come to care about Zhu Lingwu.

Most of the people here are not very energetic, and they are all dejected. They are forced to force them to be here. In addition, they are all old, weak, sick and disabled who cannot go to the battlefield, so there is almost no hope in life.

Even if they were determined to really join the army of rioters, they might have a future through fighting, but now they are in this refugee camp, what else can they have to think?

In such a place, some young and strong people who don’t want to die will eventually choose to join the army of rioters, at least it is better than those who die of rotten or starve to death here.

In the end, those who will stay here are either old, weak, disabled, or cowards who dare not go to the battlefield.

But no matter who you are, if you don’t want to starve to death, you can only obey instructions every day and go out to do all kinds of heavy labor services, so that you can get the food distributed by the baggage camp.

It's like the rice ball that Zhu Lingwu just got.

Now on the cold winter night in December, the temperature is still a bit cold, but there are not many places in the baggage camp to light a fire to keep warm.

In order to avoid the cold, most of the old, weak, disabled auxiliary soldiers here squeezed together to keep warm, covered with worn quilts that they got from somewhere or thick cloth.

Zhu Lingwu walked a little while and finally found a relatively different place, where several bonfires were burned.

There were about 300 people gathered in the inner room, but it was an independent small group. It seemed that the clothes they were wearing were much cleaner than those refugee-like rioters in other places.

With the light of the bonfire, we can see that many of them looked a little crooked. At first glance, they really seemed to have arrived at some evil ghost camp.

(Think about the street market where Ning Caichen went to collect debts in Brother Zhang's version of the Chinese Ghost Story.)

At the core position, the fire was the largest, and there were a few men around playing gambling cards there, clamoring, but it was very lively.

Of course, this kind of card is not the current playing cards, but a gambling tool carved with bamboo sticks. As for the specific gameplay, I won’t talk about it.

Seeing Zhu Lingwu passing by, the people inside seemed to look at Zhu Lingwu with some alertness.

Two of them stood up and limped towards Zhu Lingwu. Although they were both cripples, they looked a little strong.
Chapter completed!