Chapter 897

The young general frowned.

The owner of this sudden male voice is el.

The young general's expression softened slightly after noticing El's first-class Quartermaster uniform.

The officers of the holy Hiram Empire were divided into two categories - generals and Quartermasters.

The general is in charge of battlefield operations and the Quartermaster is in charge of logistics.

The first-class Quartermaster is already a senior officer in the army, so the young general dare not be too presumptuous in the face of a first-class Quartermaster.

The young general saluted el and introduced himself respectfully:

"I'm general Genna vlar, second class."

As soon as the young general's voice fell, El immediately saluted:

"I'm first Quartermaster El Bernard."

"El Bernard?" The young general was surprised. "Is it the hero El in the 'Hammer' battle?"

After hearing the young general's words, El was stunned and a tangled color appeared on his face.

After a long struggle, El nodded with a bitter smile and said:

"If you're asking about El, who narrowly saved some people in the battle of the hammer, I'm the man you're talking about."

"It's hero el. It's impolite!"

The young general straightened his body, which had already stood very straight.

It seems that this young general is also one of the people who worship and respect el.

"Vlar, second class." El said solemnly to the young general, "can you let these poor refugees go? These refugees are just too hungry. "

After hearing El's words, the young general's face changed slightly.

And El continued:

"Hunger is a terrible thing."

"Hungry people dare to despise Huangwei, law, truth and other insignificant things in front of hunger."

"They just want to live."

"As you just said."

"We are the troops that came to rescue the West and the civilians who suffered from military disasters."

"It's ridiculous that the troops who should have come to save them cut their swords at the people they should have saved."

"Please give me face and stop."

"..." the young general became silent.

He looked at the refugees huddled by the roadside trembling with fear.

Then he looked at El in front of him.

"... I see." The young man finally made a noise.

After a slight sigh, he continued:

"Now that you've said this, I'll let these refugees go."

"Thank you very much." El bowed his thanks to the young general.

"Don't thank me, Bernard. I need to thank you. "

"Thank me?" El wondered.

"That's right." The young general smiled at El and said, "one of the people you rescued in the battle of the hammer is my uncle."

"I've always wanted to thank you in person."

"El Bernard, wait a minute. Thank you for saving my uncle."

After bowing his thanks to El, he returned to his horse.

While turning over and getting on the horse, he shouted to the cavalry he had brought:

"Retreat! We're back! "

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After the young general released the refugees and left with the cavalry, the refugees immediately knelt down beside el and kowtowed to El with snot and tears.

Just then, kuci, whose face had not recovered until now, walked slowly to El's side.

"Bernard, wait... I..."

However, before he had finished, El raised his hand in advance to stop him.

"Let's talk about it later. Now clean up the scene and then continue on the way."

"... yes."

Under the command of the Quartermaster led by El, the wheat grains scattered on the ground were picked up, bagged and loaded again.

The refugees could only curl up on the side of the road, swallowing their saliva crazily, while watching the golden grains of wheat being sealed into sacks and loaded into carriages.

As the scenes that had just been bumped and trampled by the cavalry were still vivid, no one dared to rob these rations again now.

After reloading the scattered grain, the baggage team stopped staying and continued to move forward.

In order to avoid the recurrence of similar food grabbing incidents, field marshal Nikita transferred many generals from the combat forces to serve as the escort of the baggage forces.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting food, these poor refugees could only droop their heads, stiffen their bodies that had long been weak due to hunger, and continue to walk like zombies to a distance where they didn't know where their destination was and when they would stop

When directing the men to reload the scattered military grain, El specially went to see the poor woman who asked him for food.

Kuci's kindness did something wrong, so that the poor woman suffered a disaster that could have been avoided.

El knew very well what terrible consequences would happen if he gave food to a refugee, so he made repeated orders to kuci and his subordinates that no food should be given to the refugee.

However - kuci, one year younger than him, was still too young. He didn't obey El's orders

When El went to see the poor woman, the poor woman had long lost her breath.

His face and body were covered with claw marks - marks left by the rest of the refugees when they robbed the bread in the woman's hands and mouth.

Almost every inch of the skin was scratched bloody, and there was almost no complete skin.

And her daughter is not much better.

Her daughter was also robbed just now. The hands that robbed the food were scratched, flesh and blood blurred and no human shape

There was no bread in the woman's mouth and hand. The small piece of bread she had intended to give her daughter must have been robbed by someone.

As for the bread in her mouth, she may have swallowed it, or it may have been cut down by someone just now before swallowing it

Looking at the dead mother and daughter, El's eyes were full of complexity.

While the mother and daughter are still alive, he can't do anything for them.

After the mother and daughter had died, he still couldn't do anything for them.

He had no time to bury the mother and daughter.

El quietly took off his cloak and covered the mother and daughter whose clothes were torn and naked. Then he quietly left here and continued to command the civilian men to reload the scattered military grain.

There was nothing El could do for the mother and daughter except to cover them with his cloak.