The whole night passed, and a dozen energetic strong men held guns to watch over the Holy Guard captives, ensuring that no emergency occurred.

And this night was the most difficult night these Holy Guard soldiers had in their lives.

These Holy Guard soldiers have been living a wealthy life since childhood and have never suffered any hardships.

As the personal guards of the Pope of the Holy Lord Empire, even if they were training, they only carried out some swordsmanship and fighting training.

During the battle, hard work and dirty work are the tasks of ordinary soldiers at the bottom. They only need to carry excellent firearms and destroy the enemy with crushing force.

Even if you go out to and from the jungle to perform tasks occasionally, regardless of whether the task can be completed or not, all the protection must be done with excellent armor.

So, how could they know that some small mosquitoes could almost break their emotions.

When they are tired and hungry, their biggest wish is to have a good sleep, because they will forget their hunger only after falling asleep.

But these hateful mosquitoes kept flying around their heads, buzzing and clamoring.

After finally calming down, it must have been stopped on myself and sucking blood.

After sucking blood, within ten minutes, the bitten area will become extremely itchy. If you don’t scratch it, it will be like the sensation of a athlete’s foot that makes people unable to control it.

But I couldn't stop grabbing it, until my skin was scratched and blood flowed out could not be controlled.

Moreover, there are more than one or two such mosquitoes, and there are mosquitoes everywhere in the wilderness. These Holy Guard prisoners cannot sleep and are hungry, so they are almost crazy.

In the end, I don’t know who thought of the solution, tied all the clothes on my body and pasted them with mud on the exposed skin to avoid the disaster of mosquitoes.

However, when the mud with the smell of food was pasted on their faces, their glory and dignity as the Holy Guards had been trampled under their feet.

The next morning, before dawn, a special craftsman got up early to make a fire and cook.

The fragrance of food wafted across the wooden tracks. The captives of the Holy Guards didn't need anyone to shout at them, so they got up. On the other side of the wooden tracks, they looked at the big pot with fragrance emitting on the shelf.

The pot was cooked with fish and meat, and fried with barley noodles.

These Holy Guard prisoners never thought that a meal of ordinary food could make them so obsessed with.

The tempting fragrance drilled through his nostrils into his heart. Everyone felt as uncomfortable as if there were a hundred kittens in his heart.

"Brother, I want to eat meat!" A young Saint Guard captain said while grabbing the big bag bitten by a mosquito on his head.

"My brother wants to eat too, but he has to work after eating!"

"I want to eat when working. I saw it yesterday. The person I was with was just moving wood. It was very simple. Now I feel like I'm hungry inside my stomach is burning with fire!"

"How can our Holy Guards do these poor jobs like those untouchables? Our hands are for swords, not hoes!"

"But, brother, your saliva is dripping on my forehead!"

Smelling the tempting fragrance of food, the soldiers of the Holy Guards finally had the will tolerate it. He stood up and said that he was willing to work in exchange for food and accommodation.

There were not many people among the craftsmen who knew their language, so Wang Youjin was called over.

Listening to his words, Wang Youjin yawned, looked at him up and down, and then said, "Can't bear it anymore? It's only one day, which is much worse than I expected. It's okay to want to eat. Do the work for the whole morning first and you can eat until noon!"

After hearing Wang Youjin's words, the captains of the Holy Guard who stood up turned red. He said angrily: "I said I am willing to work, why don't you let me eat now?"

Wang Youjin rolled his eyes and said, "You said it too late. We didn't make your food at all. If you eat it, others will be hungry. And why should you eat without work? If I feed you, I will lose a lot!"

No matter how powerful the chef is, the food for thousands of people cannot be done just right. So Wang Youjin's words that others will starve after eating are completely an excuse.

This kind of excuse can be seen by even a child, let alone a mature Saint Guard soldier.

However, even if he saw it, there was no way.

The hunger in his stomach made his backbone and willpower abandon him. Even if he was greatly insulted, even if he was recognized as a traitor by the other Saint Guard soldiers, he also recognized him in order to be able to eat food.

And this is how people are. Once the bottom line is broken, then they will break their bottom line again and again.

Face is the same as the bottom line. If you lose it once, it will be worthless.

So, when the captives of the Holy Guards could not help but snatch the sour plum soup last night, their bottom line had already been broken.

After hearing Wang Youjin's words, the captain of the Holy Guards finally had to lower his noble head and said, "Okay, if I start working now, can I eat at noon?"

Wang Youjin nodded and said, "That's right, if you do it well and don't be lazy, you will definitely not be hungry. By the way, who else is willing to work? Let your guardian register. The food at noon is included in your portion. If you don't want to work, it's the same as yesterday. Just don't just walk around!"

After Wang Youjin finished speaking, a large group of captives from the Holy Guards walked out.

In order not to be hungry, to stop being bitten by mosquitoes at night, and to no longer be worried about the wolves rushing over, these people chose to abandon their dignity as the Holy Guards and their noble bloodline, and chose to work in exchange for food.

Looking at the faces of the dozen deadly hard elements who were left in the same place, Wang Youjin sneered twice: "I thought they were all cordyceps, but I didn't expect that there were still a few more backbone!"

After hearing Wang Youjin's words, the captives of the Holy Guard who were willing to work all lowered their heads with red faces, while the dozen people who stayed raised their heads with a look of arrogance.

But before they could be proud, Wang Youjin continued, "But just having backbone is useless. More than two thousand people, even if more than a dozen people die, it doesn't matter. You keep holding on. If you don't starve yourself to death, you will be my grandson and garbage. But if you can starve yourself to death, then I will dig a grave for you and bury you!"

After saying that, Wang Youjin turned around and left slowly, regardless of how ugly their faces looked.

When Wang Youjin walked away, the faces of these more than a dozen deadly hard elements also collapsed.

Their original plan was that everyone worked together to resist working together.

With so many people in my life, they can all get a lot of wealth, and these natives will definitely not let themselves starve to death.

In fact, there is no need to starve to death. As long as you let them see their determination, I believe they will definitely not take that risk.

But now, in just one day, these bastards have all rebelled, which is simply a shame for the Holy Guards.

It is the biggest mistake for the Holy Guards to have a group of backboneless people like you.

Moreover, Wang Youjin said it well. It is normal for more than two thousand people to die a dozen people. Now he cannot use the power of everyone to fight them, and his initial idea has been shattered.

Therefore, even these dozen or so hard-working elements couldn't help but doubt themselves. Is there any other meaning in doing so, besides being unable to get along with yourself?

Especially under the reminder of the stomach, their self-doubt and self-denial are particularly effective.

Soon, after some struggle in their hearts, these deadly hard elements finally decided to keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood.

After all, my highest mission is to live, because only by living can I fight for the Pope, and only by living can I go through fire and water for the Pope. If I die, and die in such meaningless things, this is a great mistake and loss for myself and the Pope.

Of course, they did not do that little food, they were to follow the flow and invade the enemy, to survive and better spread the glory of the Holy Guards to the Pope.

And they have decided that even if they work, they will never do it well. They will work hard. Yes, they will work hard there.

It takes ten days for others to complete the work they can finish in a day. Not only that, they also have to delay and delay their project progress.

In this way, these natives will sooner or later regret letting themselves work.

After finding a reason for himself, these Holy Guard prisoners felt much better.

Wang Youjin looked at the prisoners of the Holy Guard who took the initiative to go over and worked with him, rolled his eyes with some contempt.

"A group of cowards, who thought they could last for two or three days, but who knew that they would surrender without suffocating for a day. It was useless. Well, since they were willing to work, I will leave the rest to you. Each of them stared at one, and when they were making meals, they would rate them according to their "guardian" evaluation.

Only tens of people can eat enough, less than tens of people, one less, one less portion, one less portion, one less portion, one less portion, one less portion, one less portion, just starve, when will you do it well, and only then will you have enough meals!" Wang Youjin said to the craftsmen beside him.

After hearing Wang Youjin's words, the person next to him said hesitantly: "Boss, will this be too anxious? If they are forced to force them to get hurt and turn into a group incident, it will be troublesome!"
Chapter completed!