It is a pity that a large number of horses died directly in a bloody battle yesterday.

With similar experience, Lin Jingchun once again organized logistics civilian personnel to cut the good meat of the dead horse, transported it to the Huotoujun camp, washed the meat and put it in a cauldron for stew.
The salt tube is enough, and some fishy means are used to make the meat more delicious.
When it was dawn and the soldiers woke up one after another and clamored for food, he brought a large pot of meat to the soldiers.
Rich broth and chunks of horse meat.
Accurately speaking, it doesn’t taste very good, except for the salty taste, which has a physical taste. The fishy smell is less and not as heavy as expected, which is quite good.
Of course, it doesn’t matter. It’s meat, but people don’t usually eat meat. Besides meat, there is rich broth to drink.
Eating large pieces of stew and drinking rich hot broth in the cold wind is waiting for enjoyment?
What bike do you want?
Tuo Sheng Jie Jun Fu Yu did not participate in the war, and the troops also ate horse meat. Because of the large quantity of horse meat, nearly 100,000 people could eat it together for several days.
Su Yonglin naturally got the highest standard to entertain a pot full of delicious stew. This is no ordinary stew. It is a stew with a lot of seasonings and soy sauce. It is a dish-level stew.
He made a loud noise in his stomach and secreted a lot of saliva. This delicious smell made him lose his mind directly, and his eyes were full of meat.
Without much scalding, he just fished out a large piece of meat from the pot and went straight for it.
Bite, chew, swallow, eat, make public, eat evil spirits, and be crazy.
Lin Jingchun sat watching Su Yonglin eat and drink, and his eyes unconsciously showed some gentle admiration.
Lin Jingchun is less than 30 years old, but he is in his twenties. He doesn’t know exactly 29. Maybe he hasn’t heard from his family about the year when he was born.
Farmers in the fields really know very little about their specific age, and most of them only know a rough idea
Who let the court always change the year number?
Heavenly stems and earthly branches is not a group of illiterate farmers who can understand it.
When he was rescued from near-death by the Su family, some members of the Su family knew how old he was and told him how old he was. That’s about the age since then.
To be honest, at this age, Victory Army is really not a young man in this team.
Accurately speaking, except for Guo Jingshun, who is in charge of the rotor camp, who is over forty, there is no one older than him in the entire Victory Army. He often looks at everyone and takes good care of them by his younger brother.
Su Yonglin, the soul of the army, is only twenty years old, and he has just come of age.
Everyone is too young.
But it is such a group of young guys who have created miracles.
They killed 8 Jin Army fighters in World War I and won this battle. This land is a corpse, a corpse of a person, a corpse of a horse, and they all covered their noses when they crossed the river last night.
The smell of blood is too strong.
Yesterday, when Su Yonglin made last stand’s decision during the day, he called the head of their logistics department and told them to immediately retreat and run south to find Zhao Kaishan to fight for life once things got bad.
Zhao Kaishan hates him, but he doesn’t hate him. Maybe these capable professionals will accept them and let them continue to do things, so they can live.
Following Zhao Kaishan, they can live a little longer. If the latter 8 Jin Army hits Zhao Kaishan further south, they will try their best to run to the Southern Song Dynasty.
Although it is said that it will not lead a good life, it will not be easily killed.
At that time, Lao Guo, who was in his forties, burst into tears and hugged Su Yonglin, crying for him not to say that he was a old bones, but Su Yonglin wanted to take them to try his best in case he couldn’t come back. What’s the point of his old bones?
Su Yonglin hugged Lao Guo’s head and pushed him away.
"I may not die. What if I win? It’s always possible that you can’t treat me like a dead man now, can you? If I win, we will have a vast horizon! Right? "
Su Yonglin smiled and said something similar to the dying entrustment, and then took 20,000 elite heads to cross the river and went to the other side of the 8 Jin Army fighters to face the line.
The battle was earth-shattering
The first world war has been fought for three hours from near noon to evening, killing more people, and the drums resounded through the sky. Lin Jingchun and others were so nervous that their hands and feet were cold that they dared not go to watch the game.
Because of the bad situation, some armed forces following Su Yonglin’s landlord have sneaked away.
They are pessimistic about whether Su Yonglin can defeat Jin Jun. A group of people ran away with their own people as soon as they got together.
Running alone doesn’t count, but he also took away a lot of grain stores and some of his military supplies, which is called not being trapped in the local area and needing to be transferred to other places to continue fighting, so he can’t be swallowed up by 8 jin j in one breath.
At first, one or two armed groups of landlords fled, and then more and more dozen were ordered by the battalion to make the armed leaders of landlords run along the bridge with their own people.
So the atmosphere of the whole camp is even worse.
Not running, thinking about whether to run, insisting on not running is a minority.
A great war has not yet been decided, and the camp will fall apart.
Seriously, at that time, Lin Jingchun really felt that if Su Yonglin’s defeat news came to this group of armed forces, it would not be impossible to immediately arrest them and dedicate them to 8 Jin J for peace.
At that time, people’s hearts were really too restless.
No one can guarantee that he will still be alive for a second.
Until it was dark and they were so nervous that they were suffocating, a cavalry rushed back from the other side, panting and covered in blood, and looked like they were going to die.
"Win, win!"
He shouted at the top of his voice and fell off his horse and passed out.
Then things are not much to say.
Su Yonglin came to send him here so that he could call the troops who did not fight to clean up the battlefield, but he passed out directly.
Then Lin Jingchun and others were so excited that they scrambled to cross the river to see the situation, including those landlords and armed men who were afraid to fight and ready to run anytime and anywhere, and they also went to the other side of the river with them.
They can’t believe that Su Yonglin really won the battle with the victorious army. They can’t believe that this is true.
Then they saw the scene like hell.
Many people were so scared on the spot that their legs became weak or they could not help but spit it out.
And Lin Jingchun and Guo Jingshun and others have cried so hard that they can’t even speak.
It’s too hard. It’s really too hard.
How many people have died here?
All the way from the river to the dead bodies around the county seat, the blood smell is so strong that it can hardly be turned away.
The boys fought like hell to win this war, and they hardly took their lives seriously.