It was a truce time now, and there was little smoke from cooking fires in the camps of both sides.

Military rations were continuously delivered from Huangmo Pass in the rear. Usually, the stored food here was not finished yet, and the military rations there were delivered.

When Zhao Qing was transported here this time, Xing Lie asked him to convey a message to Lord Lin, telling him that there was no need to be so anxious.

Zhao Qing explained with a smile, "Lord Lin said this is also a strategy. Food and fodder must be sent before the army moves. In war, food and fodder are the proof of a strong force. We are transporting food and fodder so vigorously to let the people of Yishu Pass and Xiding Pass see that we have abundant resources in Huangmo Pass and have no shortage of food and clothing. Fighting with us is tantamount to seeking death."

Han Wenjing nodded and smiled: "That's exactly what I was thinking."

The aroma of various foods wafted through the Xing family army's camp every day. In particular, Lin Rui had recently used the information provided by the computer in the mansion to develop a simplified version of ancient preservatives and sealing rings, and canned meat and canned fruit began to come into being.

The food that Zhao Qing delivered this time included a combination of meat and vegetables, and he also brought a lot of dried meat that the foreigners were specializing in. Now all of these can be purchased through the markets opened up by Huangmo Pass and the foreigners.

With the development of Huangmo Pass, the markets of the two tribes became larger and larger, and the supplies inside became more and more abundant. Especially in winter, the people of the entire Huangmo Pass had a greater demand for the furs of the foreign tribes. This also led to the foreign tribes starting to raise cattle and sheep on a large scale in exchange for the food, salt and tea they needed.

As Huangmoguan developed, the living standards of the ethnic minorities also improved.

The Xing family army was at war with Yishu Pass and Xiding Pass. The foreign tribes were not unaware of this, but their current life was too comfortable. If they attacked Huangmo Pass and caused the market to close, their large herds of cattle and sheep would have no market, and eventually their people would also starve to death or die of thirst.

It turned out that without realizing it, the bond between the alien race and Huang Moguan had become so deep.

Chu Tong and his troops were struggling to hold on in Yishu City. Now, Yishu City was empty except for the soldiers. The people had long been driven out of the city and eaten as vegetables.

The father and son of Xinyang Marquis have always only cared about enjoying themselves, and have consumed all the food reserves in Yishu City. Now Chu Tong's people here are also surviving on the flesh and blood of the wounded.

Their eyes have become increasingly red, and they have to rely on a layer of black gauze to filter out sunlight during the day to fight, otherwise the intense light will sting them and it will be difficult for them to even open their eyes.

At this moment, they were hungry and sleepy, and the glare of the strong sunlight made them feel worse than death. The only people who could really eat enough in Yishu Pass were the vegetable merchants and the powerful class like Xinyang Hou. It was normal for these soldiers below the rank of general to have one meal and go hungry for several meals, and they were all very skinny.

The heaviest adult man weighs only about 120 pounds, and after removing the bones, there are only a few dozen pounds of meat. How can it fill the stomachs of so many soldiers?

Eating only meat without carbohydrates like rice would also be a problem. Chu Wu knew that this battle would be difficult to win. Even if he didn't go out, the people from Huangmo Pass would trap them to death here.

"ah!"

“Ahhhh!”

Two soldiers who were eating meat by the fire in the city suddenly screamed twice without warning, and then they convulsed violently, foaming at the mouth, and were silent for a while.

The other soldiers who were chewing the meat were so frightened that they quickly threw the meat away, thinking that it was smeared with poison.

Chu Wu snorted coldly, as if he was used to the situation: "Pick it up and eat it!"

"General, this..." The other soldiers did not dare to do so, fearing that it might be poisonous.

"Eat!" Chu Wu's voice was filled with anger. Seeing that the general was about to get angry, the soldiers could only look at each other and pick up the piece of meat again and put it in their mouths to chew.

They didn't understand this situation, but Chu Wu was well aware of it. In fact, similar cases had occurred repeatedly at Yishu Pass, and in the end, an old doctor, with tears streaming down his face, declared that eating one's own flesh was unethical and a punishment from heaven.

That is, it is a disease similar to prions. It is designed to control the tragic phenomenon of human cannibalism. Eating one or two people may not cause an attack, but if more people eat it, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change.

Chu Wu gnawed the piece of meat in his hand with a cold face. He had been fighting with the Xing family army for less than three days, and had been retreating again and again until he retreated to the current Yishu City.

The funny thing is that he thought he had the strength to fight Xing Lie, but he was beaten by him and hid in the city and dared not go out.

Now there is no food, no reinforcement, no hope, and we can only fight desperately.

All of Chu Wu's confidants and personal soldiers knew this, and they had no chance of surrendering, because Huangmoguan hated the situation of eating rice and meat, and would never accept such people, let alone let such people lead to a bad atmosphere in Huangmoguan.

Even when the two armies faced each other, they would fight again and again despite repeated defeats, preferring to die standing than to live on their knees.

"General Chu, General Chu! We found these women in the cold palace!"

The personal guard covered with black veil brought Yan Qingqing and others over with drool, and kept looking at their figures with a pair of lustful eyes.

Chu Wu hadn't expected to find such a pleasant surprise in this supposedly dead city. He looked at Yan Qingqing's pretty face with a covetous look in his eyes. "I wonder why the princess didn't follow us to Xiding Pass?"

"Give yourself to that rude and brutal refugee leader, and then be slaughtered after he gets tired of playing with you like my second sister?" Yan Qingqing's eyes were filled with indifference, knowing that she could not escape.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment when the city was about to be broken, he was found by Chu Wu's minions.

At this time, Chu Wu's personal guards could no longer hold back and grabbed a woman from the cold palace: "General, give this reward to everyone."

Chu Wu was quite generous about this: "Keep her, and use the rest as a reward for the soldiers."

Yan gently closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. She knew very well what this reward was like: first, they would play with the bodies of these poor women, and then kill them as military rations.

Chu Wu walked around Yan a few times, even sniffing her perversely. "I was stunned by the princess when I first saw her at the banquet. Now I finally have the chance to kiss her."

As she spoke, she tore off the clothes that were restraining Yan Qingqing. Yan Qingqing immediately grabbed the sharp blade hidden in her sleeve and raised her hand to slash at Chu Wu's throat. She had practiced this move countless times and had succeeded countless times.

But today she was facing Chu Wu, who immediately dodged backwards and then kicked her in the abdomen, sending her flying two meters away.

Yan Qingqing felt that all the internal organs in her body had moved, her throat felt itchy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bitch, you're shameless!" Chu Wu succeeded in his attack and walked forward with a dark face. He grabbed Yan Qingqing's hair and threw her onto the bed.