Chengwangji

A ray of sunshine shone on Wang Cheng's haggard face, and the aching pain radiating from all parts of his body awakened his dull nerves. He slowly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and looked up slightly. He was lying on a bamboo bed, covered with white cloth. The crotch is covered with a baba, and the limbs are fixed by bamboo pieces, unable to move. The hot wind blows the thatch hanging down from the edge of the hut. Not far away, behind the lush reeds, the river flows northward, with ships connected one after another. Suddenly, the direction of the wind changed sharply, carrying a foul smell. Wang Cheng, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, immediately recognized the smell of rotting corpses. He turned his head to look into the wind and saw that there were many empty bamboo beds. Occasionally, a few were covered with white cloth, and the corners were pressed with stones to prevent them from being opened by the wind. There were bulging bags under the white cloth, and the smell of corpses should come from here. The smell of corpses was so stinky that Wang Cheng could not help but want to cover his nose with his hands, but the slightest movement caused severe pain and he couldn't help but cry out. A clear female voice came: "Oh! Are you finally awake?" Wang Cheng, a fourth-grade captain, was framed by a traitor. He originally wanted to die to clarify his ambition, but he never thought of surviving the catastrophe. This matter still needs to be investigated half a month ago...