"Line up! What does it look like loosely?"

Those people glanced at Chu Tian, ​​but there was no movement. It was obvious that the whole person had collapsed from the depths of his soul.

Chu Tian frowned, feeling that the young lady's suggestion was not very reliable. Taking over these two remnants of the company would not make him the battalion commander, but would only drag him down.

He led his people towards the back mountain.

These dozen or so houses were located on the hillside behind the Marshal's Mansion. Chu Tian took a form and divided them into equal parts according to their work ability.

One is those who have completely lost the ability to work and have to be waited on, or those who can only recuperate and cannot work; the other is those who can do simple work, but cannot be tired; the other is those who can do some ordinary people's work, but cannot work hard.

Those who cannot go to the battlefield due to disability or other reasons.

There are more than 300 people. If you want to live in a big place, it will be quite big. If you want to live in a small place, it will be quite small.

The army is not so particular. There are two Kangs in one room, and ten people sleep on one big Kang, but a dozen rooms are enough.

No one has arrived yet, and all arrangements are in place.

This group of people seems to have lost hope in life and has no expectation of what kind of arrangements others will make for them. They even feel that death, poverty and endless darkness will be waiting for them because they have lost their fighting ability!

Especially the group of superior soldiers who came to accept them looked arrogant and did not take them seriously at all.

I had some expectations after hearing what Marshal Feng meant, but they were completely gone.

As soon as I arrived at the place, I saw a group of well-dressed rough ladies setting up more than a dozen large pots at the door. Hot water was boiling in the pots. The women were walking around with relaxed smiles on their faces. The battlefield

The horrific killings and deaths all retreated at this moment.

Everyone's eyes are not enough to stare at those women, my dear, they are all women, young, healthy, strong, well-dressed, diligent, warm and smiling.

Everyone was given a set of clothes suitable for their body type, a bucket of boiling water, and then they were driven into a room to take a bath.

After they were cleaned, someone came to call their numbers and assigned them to their respective rooms. Two Kang tables were set up, and each person had a large bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. The taste was so delicious that the men forgot to look at the wives.

Butt|butt.

It's a pity that the portion is too small and not enough to eat, but no one has any objections. The price of a bowl of porridge is probably not less than a few steamed buns.

In addition, an accompanying doctor was called to take pulses one by one, see the doctor, prescribe prescriptions, and prescribe medicine.

There is a stove in every room. On top of the stove is a large iron plate, with small medicine stoves placed on top. There is clean water. Those who are in good health in the house can take care of those who are in poor health.

Someone looked at the window and said, "My dear, all the clothes have been washed and dried. This is really comfortable. This is how people live."

"No wonder the young marshal's wife is said to have descended from a Bodhisattva. She is indeed kind-hearted."

"I don't know how many days I can live like this."

Another person said: "How many more days do you want to have? Don't be too greedy. This is a magical day. Even if I am going to die tomorrow, I will still enjoy this day."

Early the next morning, pumpkin porridge + gray flour steamed buns + eggs, and rice with boiled vegetables at noon. In the evening, the doctor came again. Except for two people who were restricted from eating meat, everyone else had a bowl of dumplings and pork.
Chapter completed!