"That's better, but those guys are so slow, hurry up and finish, I'm starving to death."
Several people murmured softly.
Another half an hour passed, and finally, everyone had completed their matches.
The one hundred victors were all standing on the high platform.
"The top hundred have been decided, now, let's eat!"
Han Zhen shouted.
Instantly, another group of soldiers came over carrying buckets of rice and dishes, as well as bowls and plates.
In an instant, the aroma of the food filled the entire drill ground.
Whether it was the victors above or the defeated soldiers below, everyone's eyes were glued to the food as they continuously swallowed.
The sounds from their stomachs were incessant.
In no time at all, a great deal of swallowing sounds echoed throughout the drill ground.
People ate hurriedly as if the rice and meat dishes were free, scooping them into their bowls.
This truly was a feast, allowing everyone to eat their fill.
