Those are not soldiers at all, they are worse than thieves.

The hungry people were wary of the army, but driven by hunger they still could not resist the temptation of porridge.

Zhao Gui also thought of this, but he could only come and line up.

If he can't take another bite, he may be able to survive for a few days, but the children will definitely starve to death.

If you want to recruit a young man, just recruit a young man. As long as he can give his wife and children two or three buckets of food, he is willing to do so.

I finally got myself in line.

"Everyone has a bowl of porridge. Be careful of burning your mouth and drink slowly."

"After you've finished your porridge, go aside quickly and don't block the people behind you."

"Don't eat too much if you're hungry for a long time, otherwise your stomach won't be able to bear it, so you can only eat one bowl."

The porridge maker was a soldier. Seeing that Zhao Gui was tall, he scooped out more rice porridge for him from underneath.

Zhao Gui said flatteringly, "Master Jun, I still have five children. Please try to survive. Please."

The soldier looked at the one on his back, the one in his arms, and the other in his hand, "Aren't they three children?"

"My wife brought two more later."

"Well, it's not easy. Do you have a bowl?"

Zhao Gui quickly grabbed a leather bag he had brought with him when he was escaping. It could hold water or porridge.

The soldier then gave him five bowls, which was equivalent to one more bowl.

"Thank you, Master Jun."

The soldier making porridge sighed, "It's not easy for you either. You all escaped from Yanzhou. Your Highness, Jianguo, is from Yanzhou. You are both His Highness's subjects and His Highness's fellow countrymen. His Highness has told us that we must appease and provide relief to those who came from Shandong."

Hungry people.”

"Are you His Highness's soldiers?"

"Well, we are the royal camp of His Royal Highness King Lu. This is the royal camp of the horse army, Jinwu town cavalry and infantry warriors, Yongwei town."

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When the family finally drank the rice porridge which was still a little hot, they all shed tears of joy.

Even after drinking the soup with water, I picked up the last few grains of rice and put them in my mouth.

It feels good to feel full with something in your stomach.

Countless victims gathered here, and the imperial camp kept putting porridge in the pots. After Zhao Gui had eaten, he took the initiative to take his wife and children to help collect firewood.

After returning, Zhao Fu came over.

"I just found out that Lu Jianguo's imperial camp no longer recruits troops, nor does it recruit strong men. They have auxiliary troops to transport these, and they don't want to strengthen the people."

"However, I also heard that an official from the grain station in the imperial camp said that they welcome everyone to go south. If you are a skilled craftsman or a literate scholar, they can advance the grain to go south, and then make arrangements for things when you get to the south.

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Chapter completed!