The sound echoed through the quiet underground prison, and the others raised their heads to look at him.
Gritting his teeth, the soldier said, "Damn it! We have already surrendered! Why are they still starving us?!"
When the first soldier heard this, he shook his head and asked, "Brother, do you really think they will give us food? You are thinking too highly of yourself. We are nothing more than prisoners of war."
After he said that, the second soldier sighed and said in a heavy tone, "That's right. Food is more precious than gold now. What is the point of feeding us when they are only going to kill us later?"
Just as his words fell, they heard footsteps approaching. Instantly, all of them stopped talking and looked outside vigilantly.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Before long, they saw a Feng Army soldier in silver armor leading a group of people carrying bamboo baskets.
Turning to the workers, the soldier said, "You may distribute the food now."
