Chapter 878 Hunger

The young general frowned and looked in the direction of the voice.

The owner of the male voice that suddenly sounded was El.

After noticing the first-class quartermaster uniform on El, the young general's expression softened a little.

The officers of the Holy Xilan Empire are divided into two types - generals and quartermasters.

Generals are in charge of battlefield operations, and quartermasters are in charge of logistics.

The first-class quartermaster is already a relatively senior officer in the army, so facing a first-class quartermaster, the young general did not dare to be too presumptuous.

The young officer saluted El and introduced himself respectfully:

"I am Genna Flar, the second-class general."

As soon as the young officer finished speaking, El immediately returned the salute:

"I am El Bernard, the first-class quartermaster."

"El Bernard?" The young officer looked surprised, "Excuse me, are you the hero El in the "Hammer" operation?"

After hearing what the young officer said, El was stunned, and a tangled look appeared on his face.

After struggling for a long time, El nodded with a somewhat bitter smile and said:

"If you are asking about the El who saved some people by chance in the "Hammer" operation, then I am the person you are talking about."

"So it's the hero El, sorry!"

The young officer stood even straighter.

It seems that this young officer is also one of the people who admire and respect El.

"Second Commander Flar." El said to the young officer seriously, "Can you let these poor refugees go? They are just too hungry."

After hearing what El said, the young officer's face changed slightly.

And El continued:

"Hunger is a terrible thing."

"Hungry people dare to despise the imperial power, laws, principles and other insignificant things in the face of hunger."

"They just want to survive."

"Just as you said just now."

"We are the troops coming to rescue the west and the civilians who have suffered from the war."

"It's ridiculous that the troops who were supposed to rescue them ended up slashing their swords at the people they were supposed to save."

"Please give me face and stop."

"..."The young officer fell silent.

He looked at the refugees huddled on the side of the road, trembling with fear.

Then he looked at El in front of him.

"...I know." The young man finally spoke.

He sighed and continued:

"Since you have said so much, I will let these refugees go."

"Thank you very much." El bowed to the young general to thank him.

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

"Thank me?" El asked in confusion.

"Yes." The young general smiled at El, "One of the people you rescued in the Hammer War was my uncle."

"I have always wanted to thank you in person."

"El Bernard, thank you for saving my uncle."

After bowing to El to thank him, he returned to his horse.

While climbing on his horse,

he shouted to the cavalry he brought with him:

"Retreat! We are going back!"

...

...

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

At this moment, Kuci, whose face had not recovered yet, also walked slowly to El's side.

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

However, before he finished speaking, El raised his hand to stop him.

"Let's talk later. Now let's clean up the scene and continue on our way."

"...Yes."

Under the command of the quartermasters headed by El, the wheat grains that fell on the ground were picked up one by one, bagged, and then reloaded.

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

Because the scenes of being hit and trampled by the cavalry were still vivid, no one dared to have the courage to rob the military rations now.

After reloading the scattered military rations, the baggage team did not stay any longer and continued to move forward.

In order to prevent similar food robbery incidents from happening again, Marshal Nikita transferred a lot of soldiers from the combat troops to serve as the escort of the baggage troops.

These poor refugees saw that there was no hope of getting food, so they could only hang their heads, hold their bodies weak from hunger, and walk like zombies towards a distant place where they didn't know where their destination was and when they would stop...

While directing the civilians to reload the scattered military rations, El went to see the poor woman who asked him for food.

Kuci's kindness went wrong, causing the poor woman to suffer 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 repeatedly ordered Kuci and his subordinates not to give any food to the refugees.

However, Kuci, who was one year younger than him, was still too young. He did not obey El's orders...

When El went to see the poor woman, she had already died.

Her face and body were covered with claw marks - these were the marks left by the other refugees when they snatched the bread from the woman's hands and mouth.

Almost every inch of her skin was scratched bloody and bloody, and there was almost no intact skin.

And her daughter was not much better.

Her daughter was also scratched bloody and bloody by the hands that snatched food in the looting just now, and she was unrecognizable...

The woman had no bread in her mouth and hands. The small piece of bread in her hand that was originally intended for her daughter must have been snatched away by someone.

As for the bread in her mouth, she might have swallowed it, or it might have been picked off by someone before she swallowed it...

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

While the mother and daughter were still alive, he could not do anything for them.

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

He didn't have time to bury them.

El quietly took off his cloak and covered the mother and daughter, whose clothes were torn and naked, and then quietly left the place to continue directing the civilians to reload the scattered military rations.

Apart from covering the mother and daughter with his cloak, there was nothing else El could do for them.