Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

"Bring it to you!"

Erhu's eyes sparkled and he walked towards the corner with a ferocious smile. He stretched out his hands and pulled hard, and a complete set of armor with strong defensive power was in his hands.

"No!" The officer, who was only wearing underwear, slid down and folded his arms across his chest, his eyes blank, and muttered, "Robber!!!"

“Sir—” The soldiers who had also been stripped of their outer protective gear huddled together, wanting to cry but unable to, “Our gear was also taken away by these bandits!”

"Wait, I'll do it myself!" Carlos stretched out his hand to stop the rude robbers, took off his full armor and threw it over, "Take it."

"It would save a lot of trouble if everyone is so conscious!" Morinan muttered, and took the trophy with a smile on his face. Now it was his.

The highest-ranking officers had all taken off their armor, and the five lieutenants following Carlos didn't need anyone else to help them. They took them off angrily and threw them over.

how to say?

When the same thing happens to others, we take it for granted and don’t think there is anything wrong with it; but when it happens to us one day, we realize how humiliating it is!

"Lord Carlos, what should we do next?" asked Myron, one of the lieutenants, in a low voice.

Being a prisoner for the first time was not a pleasant feeling, and what was worse was that they had no idea how the enemy would deal with them.

Carlos sat down tiredly. "He's definitely not going to die, but my father is going to have to pay a huge price!"

He could guess a little, but he didn't dare to imagine his father's expression when he was bleeding profusely. He would rather be locked up here.

The same situation happened in every prison cell. The soldiers who had lost their outer protective armor were trembling, while the group of robbers outside the prison took away the mountains of armor with a wave of their hands, their smiles were so bright!

"It's been sent, it's been sent..." Erhu was extremely excited, "So many equipments!" He just kept repeating this sentence over and over again.

Morinan also gained a lot. "With this batch of equipment, our army's equipment can be upgraded to a higher level. The surplus can be placed in the armaments depot and distributed to the army when there are more soldiers in the future."

"The higher the rank of the commander, the higher the level of protective armor he wears. Lieutenant General Carlos's armor belongs to me!" Erhu said.

"Okay, the one Carlos is wearing belongs to me anyway, you can be envious!" Morinan's accumulated contribution value in the army is higher than his, so the lord decided to give Morinan the protective armor on Carlos.

The armor on Carlos' five lieutenants was distributed to Erhu, Ike and three other people who made outstanding contributions in this war.

……

"Everyone, get up and get ready for dinner!" The prison guard walked through the long corridor, banging on a basin, with three people behind him each carrying a bucket.

One person distributes bowls, one person serves rice, and one person serves vegetables.

The production is done in an assembly line and the process is very fast. The quantity of each meal is almost the same and you can’t tell the difference with the naked eye.

“Is it poisonous?” Some people held the bowl carefully and swallowed hard. They were really hungry after struggling for most of the day.

"The food for prisoners here is so good?!" This careless man said in surprise, then started eating with the bowl in his hands.

There is one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and fragrant rice. It is better than the food in the army. The army’s big pot meals are indeed filling, but the taste is far worse!

"I'm going to die sooner or later, so I might as well eat before I set off!" He was determined to do whatever it took. He took a bite of the food with a serious expression, "This taste—" He widened his eyes and buried his head in eating.

"How is it?" Tears ran down the corners of the mouth of his cellmate who was waiting for his feedback, "Why are you eating it?" He took a bite half-believingly, and it tasted really good.

Carlos' soldiers ate happily, except for Carlos, who held the bowl and couldn't swallow the food.

As a great noble, he may inherit a territory in the future, so his food will definitely be much better than what he has now.

What he couldn't accept was that the Alan Territory was so willing to give up the prisoners. Even if his father spent a lot of money to redeem this army, the morale of the army would be broken and it would never be able to be reunited again...

hateful!

What a vicious plan!

After the prisoners had their dinner, the guards in charge of guarding them sat down, opened several food boxes that had been delivered to the table long ago, brought out the warm meals, and arranged them one by one.

"It smells so good—" A guard leaned over and sniffed the food on the table intoxicatedly, "Today's dinner is really sumptuous!"

"Of course, the war is over. To celebrate our territory's victory, the Lord has specially ordered a celebration party tonight!" Another guard added more food to his meal and looked at the suddenly brilliant lights outside the window. "Look, the party has begun!"

Joyful music and bustling voices drifted in faintly, and the guards were in a better mood.

"I really envy my colleagues who have a day off today. They can go to the party. It would be so lively!"

"We are not bad tonight. The Lord still remembers us and sent us such a sumptuous meal!"

"It's not bad, it tastes really good!"

"Eat quickly. I'll let you take turns going out to have a look and join in the fun later."

"Thank you, sir!"

"It's a happy event, everyone is happy!"

As soon as the guards brought out the food, the prisoners, who were originally full and satisfied, had their eyes shining. The aroma was so delicious that it made their mouths water and their appetites almost burst out!

Just by smelling it, you can imagine how delicious they are!

Suddenly, the meat and vegetable dishes that they had been so satisfied with lost their appeal, and they wanted to eat better!

Carlos and others who were closest to the food table felt it the most. The fragrance was simply a cruel torture. They could smell and see it but could not eat it. Carlos, who didn't eat much, had green eyes.

Damn it, how could they torture me like this!

The proud Lord Carlos will never surrender!

Outside, people were toasting each other, singing and dancing, and it was as joyful as if it were New Year's Day.

Inside the prison, the prisoners, attracted by the aroma, held on to the railings and stared at the guards as they devoured the food.

That pig's trotter must be very soft and chewy!

This roast chicken is golden in color, tender and juicy!

This meatball is really big. It probably bounces back if you throw it on the ground, right?

So powerful!

The vegetables are emerald green, just like jade, and they must be very refreshing to eat!

……

They watched for as long as the guards ate.

Only until the cups and plates were in a mess did their eyes gradually dim and they all breathed a sigh of relief, the torture was finally over!

However, the fragrance in the room lingered for a long time, lingering in every prison, making people feel dazed.

It was my nose that sinned, that caused me to suffer so much!

What I mean is, since we have been fed, we should not be planning to be killed, right?

So why not upgrade the prison food?

Why should we be punished by being able to only look but not eat?

That is to say, if you go crazy, then you will be worthless!