Liu Po'er swallowed her saliva and continued to reach forward, while the old woman beside her laughed.
"Hu Zi, why are you dodging? Letting an old sister touch you a couple of times won't make you lose a piece of meat..."
"You are as sturdy as a horse; there's no difference in touching you."
Wang Hu was so startled that he retreated several steps.
Lu Ye blocked the front with a grin.
"Two sisters, my brother is shy, don't scare him..."
Seeing Lu Ye blocking them, the two old women laughed, stopped, and gave way.
They knew that although this man was just a groom, he had a good relationship with Miss, so it was best not to offend him easily.
Only then did Wang Hu follow Lu Ye inside the fence. He was still shaken and muttered that he must wear thicker clothes next time...
After entering the fence, Lu Ye nodded and smiled at everyone they met along the way, regardless of age or gender, appearing very harmonious.
This was the Female Camp, and Miss was the leader of this camp!
The Female Camp was a common configuration in the Refugee Army, basically a gathering place for the old, weak, women, and children.
However, these women and children were the relatives of the soldiers in the army, so they were naturally treated differently from the old and weak in the shacks outside. At the very least, they could eat their fill on a daily basis and were enclosed and protected by the main camp.
It was a combination of a gathering place for madams, a nursery, and a nursing home.
If the Refugee Army kept winning battles, the Female Camp would have little work and be relaxed, making it a good place to be.
But if the Refugee Army lost a battle, except for those who could ride horses and had martial arts skills, most people in the Female Camp would become a burden and be abandoned.
This was the cruel rule of the Chaotic World; most Refugee Armies that could not adapt to this rule had been wiped out.
Generally speaking, the Refugee Army used the Old Camp as its core, with everyone riding horses or mules, so they could quickly retreat if the battle went poorly.
As long as the core strength was not lost, no matter how many times they were defeated, they could always make a comeback.
Moreover, the Old Camp had the fiercest combat power; they were all old soldiers who knew how to ride horses and use blades, and their combat power was not even inferior to the regular government soldiers' cavalry.
Besides the Old Camp, the infantry and the Female Camp could be abandoned. Of course, the Female Camp was relatively better off; after all, abandoning relatives was very damaging to morale.
In the Refugee Army, cavalry and infantry used squads as combat units. A squad ranged from over a hundred to several hundred people, and each squad was divided into several smaller teams.
Chuang Potian currently had three cavalry squads of about five hundred men, and five or six infantry squads, totaling over two thousand people.
In the Female Camp, a squad of over a hundred people formed around Miss managed over a thousand people.
And Lu Ye and Wang Hu were both soldiers under Miss.
In the open ground of the Female Camp stood a tent, much taller than the others; it was where Miss resided. Outside, there was only a middle-aged female soldier wearing a red headscarf and carrying a blade, which was far less impressive than the display at Chuang Potian's place.
This female soldier was taller than the average man, stood straight, wore soft armor, and scanned the surroundings with a fierce gaze. Her eyes were sharp, making people afraid to look directly at her, and she carried quite a bit of authority.
"Sister Hong," Lu Ye and Wang Hu greeted in a low voice.
"Sister Hong" scanned Lu Ye and Wang Hu, her expression softening as she nodded without speaking.
Suddenly, a heated argument came from inside the tent.
"What? I only have half a squad left, and you still want my men to attack the city?"
"Furong, you know that my uncle wants to follow the Old Great King and become the leader of the Allied Forces. We must fight a beautiful battle. This time, the whole camp is moving out, and everyone must contribute..."
"Don't call me so affectionately, Qin Tong. In any case, I do not agree!"
"Sigh, Fu... Junior Sister Pan, please think it over carefully. This is the Great King's intention."
"Hmph... I am still the only daughter of the Old Great King!"
"You... Sigh! Junior Sister, the Great King has treated you well; don't go against the Great King!"
Swish!
The tent flap was lifted, and a young warrior wearing iron armor strode out, his face full of anger as he stormed off.
The sound of porcelain shattering came from inside the tent, and Sister Hong hastily entered the large tent.
This young warrior was none other than Qin Tong, the nephew of Great King Chuang Potian. He held a high position and power, commanding the strongest cavalry squad in the army.
He had always liked Miss, and even a blind person could see his intention to marry her.
He came every few days and was a regular visitor to the Female Camp.
Lu Ye and Wang Hu hastily lowered their heads to avoid him.
"Greetings, Commander Qin."
Qin Tong, who had been striding forward, suddenly turned around to look at them. He scrutinized Lu Ye from head to toe, then suddenly frowned and sneered, his tone unfriendly.
"I heard there is a groom in the Female Camp who has great luck, surviving several serious injuries. His martial arts are mediocre, but his tongue is quite nimble."
"You even tell stories to Miss. You are that who-is-it..."
Lu Ye's face remained calm.
"In reply to Commander Qin, this lowly one's humble name is Lu Ye, and I don't have such great luck."
"My martial arts are humble, so naturally, I don't have any severe opponents. I have been injured a few times, but it wasn't that serious; people just exaggerated the rumors. It is you, Commander, who has high martial arts skills, moving freely among thousands of troops."
"I don't know how to tell stories either; it's just that Miss was bored and wanted to hear some noise."
Qin Tong's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. He poked Lu Ye's chest with his horse whip and said.
"Then when your Miss wants to relieve her boredom, remember to persuade her not to be so stubborn!"
He turned and left in a rage.
Lu Ye's complexion remained unchanged, while Wang Hu's chest heaved with anger.
Inside the tent, the sound of Sister Hong comforting Miss Pan Furong could be faintly heard.
People were coming and going outside, and Lu Ye and Wang Hu were too conspicuous standing there, so he immediately pulled Wang Hu away.
Once they entered the stable, they tied up the horses and mules.
Wang Hu immediately spat on the ground.
"Pah, this Qin Tong is just a Bronze Skin Warrior, acting like a fox borrowing a tiger's might. If it weren't for having a good uncle, he wouldn't be anything!"
"He is a toad lusting after a swan's flesh; Miss will never fancy him."
Lu Ye frowned, thinking about something else.
I'm afraid he will have to go to the battlefield this time too.
In order to attack the city, Chuang Potian had even lowered his dignity to let Qin Tong come and plunder Miss's half-squad of men. As a groom, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to avoid it.
Going to the battlefield wasn't a big deal; he wasn't a rookie anymore. His main principle was that as long as he didn't die on the spot, he wasn't afraid of death.
But thinking of the difficult situation Pan Furong faced in this Refugee Army, Lu Ye felt a headache.
He and Wang Hu were the people Miss had personally saved by speaking to Uncle Seventeen, Commander Du, before they were sent to the front lines, and they had been assigned to Miss's team ever since.
Before they went into battle, Pan Furong had given them shields, bestowed herbs when they were injured, asked physicians to take care of them, and even looked after Lu Ye by giving him the position of a groom.
After a year of getting along, in Lu Ye's view, this Miss had a cold exterior but a warm heart, and she was beautiful.
Although she was in a Bandit army, she had hidden kindness in her heart. She belonged to the type who could draw a blade and mount a horse to kill without blinking when fighting for survival, but was unwilling to commit excessive slaughter when she had the capacity to avoid it.
That was why he and Wang Hu could be accepted, and even repeatedly cared for when going into battle later.
Otherwise, even with his Divine Ability and Wang Hu's good fortune, they would have died countless times.
He was very grateful for this, and in the future, if this Chuang Army were defeated.
If they became starving refugees again, he swore that if he had a bun in his pocket, he would definitely give one-third to Miss!
The other two parts would be for him and his brother Wang Hu.
There was just one thing: this Big Thigh of Miss was long, white, and even wore silk stockings!
But it just wasn't thick!
In fact, this Big Thigh was likely stepping on a landmine.
If something went wrong, he and Wang Hu would likely be blown to pieces along with this Big Thigh.
Commonly known as hugging the wrong Big Thigh! Standing on the wrong side!
In peaceful times, you might just be sidelined or thrown in jail, but in this Chaotic World, it would cost you your life.
As it turned out, this Miss Pan Furong was the only daughter of the Old Chuang Potian. Back then, the Old Chuang Wang rose to power early, had strong martial arts, and his blade was hard and fast; he had been the Alliance Leader of several Refugee Armies.
But precisely because he jumped too high and his fame was too great, he was targeted and wiped out by the government soldiers.
The current Chuang Potian was the second generation. He was previously just a commander under the Old Chuang Wang, collecting routed soldiers during the Chaotic Battle, accumulating strength, and standing out.
The Second Chuang treated the Old Chuang's only daughter, Pan Furong, as if she were a memorial tablet, holding her in high regard.
After all, many leaders of the Refugee Armies had called the Old Chuang Wang "eldest brother" back then. With Pan Furong around, the Second Chuang had the righteousness to gather the masses.
Besides, since he had inherited the banner of Chuang Potian, wouldn't it ruin his reputation if he treated the Old Chuang's only daughter poorly?
However, although he was respectful on the surface, the Second Chuang was still wary of Pan Furong.
The reason for the fundamental conflict between the two was unknown to outsiders; according to Lu Ye's observations, it was quite mysterious.
Previously, Pan Furong still had some strength. The Old Chuang was a heroic man who bestowed favors everywhere, and some of the Old Chuang's remaining loyalists gathered tightly around her, forming a squad led by Uncle Seventeen, Old Du.
But it was impossible for such a small group of people to go out and establish their own gateway, so they had always remained in Chuang Potian's team.
Over the past few years, on one hand, the Second Chuang had been responsive to Pan Furong's needs in daily life, letting her pick first whenever they plundered rouge, rouge, gold and silver jewelry, or silk and satin.
The Second Chuang even tried to arrange for his nephew Qin Tong to marry Pan Furong, but Pan Furong did not fancy Qin Tong.
Qin Tong, having been rebuffed in front of Pan Furong, became suspicious and his anger leaked out. Quite a few handsome young generals in the Chuang Army had died in unclear circumstances on the battlefield.
On the other hand, although the Second Chuang allowed Pan Furong to command a cavalry squad.
He secretly restricted the expansion of Pan Furong's strength.
For example, in terms of replenishing weapons, armor, and horses and mules.
When there was a tough mission, Commander Du had to go, but when it came to replenishing and restoring vital energy, Commander Du got nothing.
Misfortunes never come singly; half a year ago, they were defeated, and the Female Camp was caught up by government soldiers. In a Fierce Battle, Commander Du took half a squad of men and happily went to reunite with the Old Chuang to continue their brotherhood.
Pan Furong cried her heart out over this. She was left with only half a squad of men, and until now, she had not been able to Restore Vital Energy. She didn't even have a capable commander, so she had to take on the role herself, which could be described as precarious.
When she didn't even have half a squad left and her personal guards were all dead, then whether she married Qin Tong or not would no longer be up to her.
This was the problem Lu Ye was currently facing.
Waiting online: the big sister in charge is about to become a commander of nothing, and in the end, she will probably have to put on a wedding dress and get married.
It's just that this process will incidentally drag the passerby Lu Ye and Hu to their deaths.
What should I do?
It's quite urgent!
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