Chapter 680 Everyone, come and eat purple eggs
"...Everyone respects Dalia and worships Krahelus."
"Alexander Cruz, is this what all heroes are called?"
"Looking at the world today, who can compare with it?"
"Only I am one row after another, the Holy Alliance Salvation Army..."
Different from the chaotic and noisy march of the noble coalition, on the other side of the reeds, behind the forefront of the God's Punishment Army, the two infantry regiments of the God's Punishment Army were still singing neat songs as they marched forward.
This "Salvation Army Marching Song" was composed by Grampvin and Horne. It was later transformed by church musicians and became this marching song with a simple melody and strong rhythm.
Walking in the middle of the four-column column, Bemanglai and others sang this marching tune together, marching neatly to the drumbeats and melody.
Although each row is just neat and tidy, it is a march after all and cannot be required like a battlefield.
At the beginning, Bemanglai and other recruits of God's Punishment Army thought it was stupid to sing and walk at the same time.
But when they marched all the way from Causeway City to here, they could hardly walk without singing.
Although they, like the noble mercenaries, had to wear long sleeves and long trousers in the hot weather, they were in much better spirits than their mercenaries or even the knights.
Not only are they energetic, but unlike the soldiers of the noble coalition, although there is dust on the faces of these monks, they are far from dirty.
The military uniform on his body was also stained with mud, but it was not as hardened as the imperial soldiers, just a thin layer of dust.
When they put on the uniform and majestic black and gray military uniforms, the recruits of Black Snake Bay, who had always been dirty, suddenly became clean.
After all, everyone loves beauty. They even wear new clothes when attending the secret party banquet. Such beautiful clothes naturally require more care.
This is why Horn gives them uniforms and beautiful uniforms. This kind of self-spiritual satisfaction and group identification has a huge impact on morale.
Of course, this is based on Horn's desire to ensure that all the war monks have enough to eat. If they are hungry every day, they will not be in the mood to take care of their clothes.
It was precisely because he had eaten well, slept well, and had the military chaplain to guide him when he was sad that he had this active spirit.
With this spiritual presence, those harsh stick education and discipline training did not cause psychological distortions in the soldiers.
So when the call came to rest where they were, the recruits were even able to joke around and joke around before lunch.
Bemanglai had a dull personality. He did not dare to stay too far away from the main army. He just found a sand dune to climb up with a few of his teammates, and then started their lunch.
According to the meal standards established by Horn, the staple food each war monk can get every day is 1.5 pounds of compacted hard bread and 2 ounces of sugar-dusted cereal.
This hard bread was developed by Horn himself, adding potato root powder, vegetable juice, pea puree and medicinal herbs, making it healthy and delicious.
The war monks who had participated in the high mountain march all said after eating it that this taste was exactly the same as the chef's cooking skills during the march.
After eating this hard bread, the green color will transfer from the bread to the faces of the war monks.
That's why Bemanley hesitated whether to eat this cereal bar or not.
If I eat it now, I will have nothing to clear my mouth after eating the hard bread for dinner, which will be the same as before.
Sugar-dusted cereal Madeleine personally developed. It is said to be cereal, but it is actually a solid cube made of sugar, small nuts and dried berries, and oatmeal compacted and baked.
It can be cooked into porridge or eaten raw.
If they set up camp, the monks are always used to cooking it into porridge and eating it, because this kind of cereal bar is small in size but quite hard, so it is very difficult to eat.
If you eat one, your cheek muscles will turn red.
But the sugar in the cereal bars and the fat in the nuts still made the soldiers crave this food. Now on the march, the hard bread is kept by the orderlies in the rear, so this relatively small cereal bar has become a lunch and snack for the monks to supplement their calories.
After thinking about it, Bemanglai made up his mind. Instead of continuing to eat, he took out a sausage from his bag that he had cooked before setting off in the morning and gnawed on it.
He secretly left the camp last night, got a river fish, and ate a meal of sashimi that he hadn't tasted for a long time. His stomach was still full in the morning, so he had this sausage left.
In addition to the staple food, each monk can also get 3-4 ounces of pickled fish and sausages every day, which is about two sausages or one salted fish.
As the mortar roads in North County were gradually completed, a large number of North County people began to imitate the processing of imported materials in South Mound County, raising wild boars to produce bacon.
Especially the emergence of peat allowed them to build a drying room, and the speed and efficiency of making bacon was more than a little faster than before.
The current market price of bacon is about 1 to 4 dinars per pound, good ham can be sold for 5 dinars per pound, and ordinary pork neck is 1 dinar.
With the opening of Black Snake Bay, a large amount of cheap spices flooded into the market, so Horn hired a group of people in North County to grind spices, starch, scraps of meat, pig blood and pig offal into a stuffing to make Dried pork sausage.
Because it is purchased wholesale, one pound costs less than 1 dinar, about 8 to 10 sticks, but it can make a war monk's mouth full of oil for 5 consecutive days.
"The purple eggs are here, everyone, come and eat the purple eggs. There is only one pot, first come, first served!"
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Just as Bemanlaisheng was chewing sausages, he heard the familiar shouts of the orderlies.
When he heard that there were purple eggs to eat, Bemanglai, who was sitting on the rock, jumped up and rushed towards the source of the sound with a sausage in his mouth.
Pushing aside the bushes, he stepped half-foot into the water and saw two orderlies coming over carrying a large pot of purple egg and cauliflower soup.
They placed the soup pot on a flat stone and began to use big ladles to pour soup to the war monks holding wooden tubes: "Don't grab it, don't grab it. There are still brown oranges and fat peaches behind what you didn't get."
Holding the red viscous soup, there was a small cheer among the monks.
Although the military should still provide an average of about 2 ounces of vegetables and fruits per person per day in accordance with the standards, most of the time they are sprouts or even pickles. It is good to have purple eggs to eat.
"You have made a lot of money, why are you so generous today?" asked a monk.
Long-faced is the nickname of the quartermaster. This is because he always has a straight face, and because he is always careful about spending every penny, he has always had a bad impression among the monks.
"In the next few days, the noble coalition forces in Lilac Corridor are expected to engage in a head-on battle." The chief waiter of Bemanglai's team was holding purple egg soup, "Your Majesty has talked with the quartermaster, and they finally relaxed. Fruits and vegetables are finally available.”
"My crown is thousands of votes!"
"Ten thousand votes!"
The monks around him suddenly burst out in agreement.
But the head waiter knocked on the soup bowl: "Don't be too impatient for now. We have to hit the road immediately after eating. The army scouts in front have discovered traces of the enemy. His Majesty ordered me to take the falcon cannon to go around the forest on the side and attack from both sides. .”
The forest on the side is also a quagmire and swamp, so the God's Punishment Army, equipped with a large number of accompanying mages, is allowed to go around to the side.
They can continuously use frost spells and turn mud to stone to support the passage of armies.
After hearing this, the soldiers were somewhat surprised. When did these knights move so fast?
But no matter what, the original idle atmosphere quickly dissipated.
"But we don't have a falcon cannon?" Bemanglai asked.
"My Majesty has given us eight guns, and the artillery crew is also equipped. We just need to transport them to the front. By then, we have to set off regardless of whether we have eaten or not."
"Yes." A circle of war monks around them beat their chests and waved.
(End of chapter)