At this point, he no longer intended to escape.

He knelt on the ground, frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Battalion Commander Du Ping's side,

But at this moment, he stood still in an open area.

This former salt smuggler,

They were not afraid even on a battlefield strewn with corpses.

Now I'm terrified.

Torches were lit one by one.

It made the surroundings even brighter.

A large number of emaciated corpses,

It lay on the chopping board like a dead pig.

Some had already been disemboweled.

Some were cut up and dismembered.

Some baskets were even filled with arms and legs.

This is a slaughterhouse!

Due to ground grain control

There is a lack of food underground.

They have been eating people for survival.

Most of the "flesh people" come from underground.

They were all either already starved to death or on the verge of starvation.

Not only do I eat it,

They even cut off their own flesh to sell.

Anyway, it can be stored for a long time in winter.

These human victims may have even been sold to the surface world.

"vomit!"

One soldier couldn't hold back.

He leaned against the wall and vomited violently.

Du Ping's stomach was churning.

Even if you close your eyes and don't look,

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

It can also cause him intense physical discomfort.

He retreated to another passageway and calmed down for a while before muttering to himself,

"Damn it, these bastards deserve to die!"

Deputy Battalion Commander Suo Anmin was nearby.

They rushed over to check the situation upon hearing the news.

He quickly retreated to Du Ping's side, looking resentful,

"I shouldn't have come here."

"I've really learned something new today," Du Ping exclaimed.

Suo Anmin said, "Let's finish this quickly."

“Let the laborers carry these bodies.”

"I don't want to stay here for even half an hour."

Du Ping strolled back to the "slaughterhouse" and instructed the soldiers,

"Everyone, get out and guard the exit."

"After the battle, bring in the laborers to collect the loot..."

"Ugh! Damn, it stinks here!"

"I'm leaving first."

Once the military order was given,

Soldiers fled in panic.

This place feels like hell.

The laborers summoned

Mainly dredging open channels,

We need to wait until the army arrests them.

Only then did they enter the culvert for systematic cleaning.

Significant results were observed within two or three days.

The stinking ditches and puddles in the nooks and crannies of the city...

It gradually became clean and refreshing.

"Dinner is ready!"

"Line up in groups!"

Several inferior horses pulled the carriage.

There were some large wooden barrels on the planks.

Chapter 1672 Can we do it?

Village head Xu Li hurriedly shouted,

"Team A, you can call it a day and come get your meals!"

The clerk instructed the servants to unload the wooden buckets.

It was steaming hot after opening the lid.

The aroma of grains instantly filled the air.

"Check if the food is up to standard!" the clerk said.

Village head Xu Li nodded and bowed.

"It's definitely compliant; no need to check."

The clerk said, "Enough with the nonsense!"

Xu Li gave an awkward, apologetic smile.

Walk to the front of the wooden barrel,

Pick up the large spoon and stir.

The porridge was a thick, mushy mixture of corn and rice.

It's quite thick after stirring.

Moreover, you can see tiny oil droplets.

There are vegetables nearby.

Those are fermented black beans transported from Nanyang and Xiangyang.

The displaced people who reclaimed the wasteland planted a large amount of beans.

Salt transported from Sichuan is not expensive.

The surplus was processed into fermented black beans and sold to the army.

Now they're all being shipped to Tokyo.

It has already become a temporary strategic material.

It can provide salt,

Soy protein can also be provided.

Xu Li examined it for a moment, then put down her spoon and said,

"Everything is perfectly compliant."

"Sign and affix your fingerprint!" the clerk ordered.

Xu Li picked up his pen and signed the document.

He then dipped his hand in red clay and pressed it down to make a fingerprint.

Only then did they call the laborers over to collect the porridge.

Because it's physical labor

Each person can eat three large bowls of thick porridge.

But they only gave a small spoonful of fermented black beans.

There were probably only twenty or thirty beans.

The laborers either squatted or sat.

Ignoring the fact that the porridge was scalding hot,

Blow air to cool it down.

He sipped his food from the rim of the bowl.

They couldn't bear to eat the fermented black beans.

Take a bite and chew it to savor the flavor.

Then you can drink several mouthfuls of hot porridge.

Xu Li said with a smile, "They're pretty strict these days."

"You have to sign and stamp every time you put in a few scoops of porridge."

“Who says otherwise? The King of Liang has strict rules,”

The clerk couldn't help but complain.

"The officials in and around Tokyo,"

"They were all brought from Hanzhong by the King of Liang."

"They are very principled in their work,"

“Even a single missing signature will be investigated and those responsible will be held accountable.”

"If you hadn't signed it just now,"

"One day, everyone from top to bottom will be investigated."

Xu Li clicked her tongue and said, "How can we do anything like that?"

The clerk sighed, "Anyway, it will be very difficult to make a profit in the future."

"At most, I can scrape by and get a few bites of food."

"Fortunately, our salaries have increased somewhat."

"That's all, leave the bucket here."

"I'm going to the next place,"

"I'll come back to collect the buckets from you in a while."

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