"Wan'er, you should try it too. The water that the gods drink is sweet!"

Wan'er quickly took it and tried a small sip.

"It's sweet, it really is sweet!" The water the gods drink is different from ours. Our water is yellow and has an earthy taste, but the gods drink black water, and it's sweet.

At this moment, more than a dozen deputy generals entered the main hall one after another.

When they saw the food scattered all over the ground, everyone stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost.

Having eaten tree bark for months on end, they had long forgotten what rice tasted like.

Now, seeing the white rice, they were all swallowing their saliva frantically, their eyes practically glowing green.

Qin Yue Zhao came to her senses and said to everyone, "Fellow deputies, you've come at the right time! The gods have clearly blessed us and sent us food!"

Upon hearing this, everyone rushed into the bedchamber from the doorway and knelt before her.

Zheng Hu opened a box of pork chop rice, and the aroma of the dish filled the air.

"Princess, what a huge steak!"

"The gods have shown their power, not only sending us food but also meat. Heaven has not forsaken our Huo family army!"

The other soldiers followed suit, shouting:

"Yes, Your Highness, the gods are grateful for your sincerity and are willing to send us provisions. We will surely win this battle!"

With food, the soldiers can regain their morale and overcome all difficulties!

Qin Yue Zhao was very happy and said to Chen Wan'er, "Everyone, don't make a fuss yet. Take the boxed lunch and give it to the kitchen to cook into porridge."

Chen Wan'er immediately took a box of food and went downstairs.

The others kept their heads down, afraid to look at the food on the ground, lest they lose control and pounce on it.

Qin Yuezhao picked up the remaining boxed lunches, divided them into more than a dozen portions, and tried to distribute meat and vegetables evenly to everyone.

“Take these home with you. Your family members have been starving for months. Quickly fill their stomachs first.”

Upon hearing this, the soldiers quickly waved their hands in refusal:

"Princess, these foods are a gift from the gods, we cannot take them!"

"Yes, it would be good if you could give us a bowl of porridge. We cannot be greedy."

"Nearly half of the princess's dozens of servants and attendants have starved to death. They need food too, we can't..."

The servants of the princess's mansion were forced to eat clay due to a long-term food shortage. Their bellies became abnormally swollen, and some even suffocated to death. The soldiers' eyes would turn red when they thought about it.

She sighed and forced the food into their arms.

"You are all warriors who have fought on the battlefield, so food should be given to you first. The gods will also bestow food upon you, so please accept it."

The soldiers initially wanted to decline, but thinking of their families who were also on the verge of death, they could only accept the offer with tears in their eyes.

Deputy General Zhao Yan's voice choked with sobs, and the tall man, over six feet tall, wept uncontrollably.

"Thank you, Princess. I will take the food back right away. My three-year-old son is starving."

She nodded: "Go ahead."

Qian Mingshi also picked up the plastic bag and stood up excitedly.