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Chapter 256: The Cruel Truth, Meat Tickets

"What the hell are you talking about!?" Yang Erbang grabbed the man's shoulders and crushed them.

"We... are just...outposts..." The scribe's body trembled for a while, and the severe pain in his shoulders and the desperate stabbing pain in his thighs made him almost collapse.

"For example, if there is no... strong person, the reserve... army's salary... is not... a small amount... I, we..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Erma pinched his neck and broke it.

The atmosphere between the six people was instantly depressed to the freezing point.

"Bang." Wang Erma punched the ground hard and growled at Lao Huang, "Is this what I am fighting for?"

"They're all rotten to the core. These beasts have to be taken out and fed to the dogs!"

Da Xu and Xiao Xu had never heard of such a thing. Although their strength was pretty good, they suddenly ran out of ideas and could only look at Lao Huang.

Yang Erbang couldn't accept such a thing, "Old Huang, have you known about this kind of thing for a long time?"

Old Huang looked at Li Changan who had come to his senses, and while there were still sporadic killing sounds all around, he sighed softly, "I had expected it."

"Then you're such a bitch that you come here to join in the fun?" Wang Erma tried her best to suppress her anger.

"Why don't you tell us that these government beasts can use our heads to put our heads on the bandits' heads and ask for a reward from the court?"

Li Changan's eyes instantly turned cold.

Just a few words just now completely overturned his understanding of the lower limit of officialdom.

By comparison, the Shuoshu gang in Dongyue County who secretly control underground gangs to make money can actually be called kind and caring for the people.

The government here not only focused on military pay, but also used the heads of the reserve army as the heads of bandits to ask for rewards from the court.

Nothing is wasted.

If it were true as Wang Erma said, the Great Jin Dynasty would have been rotten to the core.

Even life-saving soldiers must be paid, and even soldiers guarding the border must be peeled off, their bones cramped, and their marrow sucked out.

Where can such a government be a government?

It's a locust through and through.

Lao Huang lowered his voice and said, "These are only a very small number. When we join the other reserve troops, this kind of thing won't happen."

Yang Erbang gritted his teeth and walked aside, "You stupid beasts, instead of going to the north to kill the demon clan, they turned their knives on their own people."

"What can those of us with military qualifications do? If we don't go to the battlefield, the whole family will be dragged into the army." Lao Huang patted Da Xu and Xiao Xu on the shoulders.

"If you complete your military service earlier, you may be able to live a better life in the future."

"What a good day." Wang Erma stepped on the scribe's head into the soil.

"In the north, only one out of a hundred people can survive, let alone those who die on the way."

"Just say there are six of us, how many will survive in the end?"

As he said this, suddenly the centurion's rich voice rang out from the night sky, "Every chief counts the number of people."

Then the flames shot into the sky.

It illuminated everything within a ten-foot radius.

Lao Huang pulled Wang Erma and walked back with Li Changan and five others, each carrying a head.

The casualties were quickly tallied up.

Three died and ten were injured.

The centurion called Lao Huang over.

A quarter of an hour later, Old Huang came back and said, "We have to change the route."

"The road in Wenyang County cannot be used. We have to go around to Qin County and go north along the Qinshui River."

In the early morning, when there was still a faint twilight on the horizon, the army had already assembled.

They buried the three dead comrades, left behind a pile of bandit corpses, and transferred to Qin County.

In the sky above the hundred-man reserve army, a bird spread its wings and flew high, sometimes swooping down, sometimes flying upward into the clouds.

However, the bird's eyes showed a strange golden color, and no matter how it flew, it was always paying attention to the reserve army below that was moving like ants.

Ten miles away from here,

A young man with a scar over his eye whistled.

Soon a bandit ran over and said, "Boss."

"Tell Wulang Mountain that there is business coming."

"In addition, the business in Wenyang County is temporarily suspended. We will wait until the next batch of meat tickets comes."

The bandit quickly wrote it down and ran away.

At this time, another bandit came forward and said, "Boss, aren't we going to take action on this group?"

"Although Wulangshan will give us some profit sharing, it will definitely not be as much as if we did it ourselves."

The young man leaned on the tiger-skin reclining chair and said, "There is hard stubble in this batch of meat tickets. It's easy for us to grind our teeth if we bite into it."

"That centurion is a seventh-grade man, and there are at least ten eighth-grade men in there."

"All the dozen or so people who went there last night died, and none of the five in the early eighth-grade stage came back."

"There are only a hundred reserve troops in total. No matter how much the military pay is, it is limited."

"It's not worth killing so many of us."

The young man was rocking his chair leisurely,

"The weak ones will be dealt with on the spot, and we will take the lion's share; the strong ones will be divided with the government, and we can also get credit; the stronger ones will have no choice but to be sent to the north, where they only eat the hard bones."

"The direction this group of people took a detour happened to be Wulang Mountain, so they suffered a lot."

The bandit touched his head and said, "That Wulang Mountain is not easy. All of these people will probably die there."

"I also heard that there are monsters in Wulang Mountain..."

The young man frowned when he heard this, and his scarred eyes looked like a vicious wolf, "What kind of monster? Where did you hear that?"

The bandit laughed, "Isn't this just what our brothers said casually? We have never been to Wulang Mountain to find out the specific situation, so we can't check it if we want to know."

The young man closed his eyes, "After all, this realm is still the realm of the human race. If the demon clan dares to come, I will kill them."

The bandit smiled and said, "Boss, you have a lot of human blood on your hands."

"Can this be the same?" The young man slapped the bandit on the back of the head, "The human and demon races are mortal enemies."

"As long as the human race still occupies this land, we can survive."

"If the monster clan really takes over, one of us will all die."

"Killing is killing, I still understand this truth."



During the march, Li Changan held the Hengyue Sword in his arms without saying a word.

Lao Huang walked in front, "Going up the Qinshui River, we have to pass the Wulang Mountain at the junction of Anlu Prefecture and Taiyuan Prefecture. When we get there, we have to be careful."

"Where is Wulang Mountain? Will government officials take action?" Yang Erbang asked bitterly.

"That area belongs to the border between the two countries, and the governments on both sides have no control over it." Old Huang turned around and said, "There are just a lot of bandits."

"Then why are you still going there?" Da Xu almost bit his tongue, "You know clearly that there are many bandits in Wulang Mountain, so aren't you rushing to die?"

Lao Huang explained, "Although there are many bandits in Wulang Mountain, they all have rules."

"We reserve forces only need to pay some money to get there, and no bandits will take action."

"In contrast, the government is really ruthless in its actions. Not only does it want to plunder all the military pay, but it also wants everyone's lives."

Li Changan nodded and subconsciously looked around.

He always felt that something was wrong, as if someone had been watching them from the dark. This feeling like a light on his back made him feel awkward all over.

This awkward feeling lasted for ten days.

It wasn't until I could see five mountains standing in front of me in the distance that they disappeared.

Lao Huang pointed to the five mountains and said, "That's Wulang Mountain."

"Be careful later. We are just using the road. The centurion will pay the money. Just walk over after paying the money. Don't make any trouble."

At the same time, in the forest of Wulang Mountain, a bandit took the flying pigeon and slid to the ground along the trunk, "Here comes the meat ticket, here comes the meat ticket..."


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