"Kill the enemy!"
"Devour the flesh!!!"
With that said.
Chen Sansi threw the charred corpse of the Mystical Phenomenon General along with his warhorse to the ground.
The soldiers of the Hongze Camp, who had been starving for so long, not seeing a trace of meat for five months, flocked to it and divided the warhorse for consumption.
Witnessing this scene.
The soldiers of the Central Plains were utterly horrified.
"They're eating people!"
"The Beiliang Army is eating people!"
"..."
In fact.
With warhorses to eat, they naturally wouldn't resort to consuming humans.
But at this moment.
In the eyes of the equally starving soldiers of the Central Plains, there was no difference at all—it was just a matter of time; once the warhorses were gone, they'd undoubtedly start eating people.
Because...
They had done it themselves!
Two hundred thousand troops!
That's indeed a lot of people.
Yet at this moment.
Not a single one wished to die first!
