If you don't farm, you'll be killed. [Apocalyptic] BL MTL

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Chapter 221

The setting sun is like blood, and its thin red afterglow shines on the dilapidated city, casting a blood-red halo over the city that has just experienced a war.

　Xia Chen was riding on the horse, his face was a little pale, and the smell of blood lingered in his nose, indicating how fierce this battle was.

　There were soldiers cleaning up the battlefield beside me. Beitong City was originally the defensive city of the North. Although the city wall was built high, the facilities in the city were very average. The streets were not paved with blue bricks or stone slabs like Wangxiang City, but were just ordinary It is usually a compacted dirt road.

　The road had been soaked in blood for a whole day and had been trampled back and forth, turning it into a mess. Thick-soled boots made a slight squeaking sound when stepped on, and muddy water mixed with blood spattered around.

　Wen Shu noticed Xia Chen's discomfort and drove her horse closer to him. She wanted to reach out and touch his forehead, but suddenly she felt a few drops of blood splattered on her hand.

　He put his hands behind his back, took out a water hose, poured out the water and washed his hands. While washing, he said, "Can't you stand the smell of blood? The house over there has been cleaned. Why don't you go and have a rest first?"

 Xia Chen shook his head. He was actually not that squeamish. He had experienced several wars, but he had never seen so many dead people before. He was a little uncomfortable with it. 　

He didn't panic when he saw Wen Shu washing his hands with one hand, so he simply took the water belt over, turned sideways, and slowly poured water for him to wash his hands. 　

A group of soldiers who knew him passed by and asked him for water with a playful smile. Xia Chen threw the only used water hose over. 　The soldier took it, thanked him loudly, tilted his neck and drank a few sips, and then handed it to his comrades. Each person took two sips and passed it to the next person. After a while, the water belt disappeared. 　

Xia Chen didn't care. They were just consumables. He simply took out some water and ready-to-eat rations from his own space and distributed them to the soldiers who had been fighting continuously for seven or eight hours. 

　Although he didn't bring Meng Mingjun and Yi Shan with him on this trip, he did bring someone named Feng Liangcai, who was the head of the logistics department. He was an ordinary man in his thirties. He joined Wangxiang City very late, but he was able to come from behind and become the administrative office. One of the top executives got this lucrative position, which shows his ability. 

　In addition to Feng Liangcai, a clerk, he also brought Yi Shan's brother Wu Qi with him in the guard army. He was a natural warrior and was now one of the deputy leaders of the guard army. 　

Both the civil and military personnel were extremely capable. Xia Chen had just finished dispensing a round of water, and Feng Liangcai had already arranged for people to bring food and drink, so that the soldiers took turns eating and drinking first to cushion themselves. 

　Xia Chen had not been wandering around the battlefield for a long time when someone came and shouted, saying that several other principals had something to do with him. 　

Xia Chen and Wen Shu rushed over. In fact, it was not that other people were looking for him, but that after the battle, several leaders made an appointment to meet and discuss the situation. 　

The Fu brothers were the general commanders in this battle. They were already the top figures in this field. Wen Shu, the only one who could compete with them, only served as Xia Chen's personal guard and threw all his soldiers to them. Other large bases and small bases are not qualified to compete, so they obediently hand over command rights.