Brother Li, you'd better be careful.

They came for me?

Li Chang'an was taken aback upon hearing this.

Why are you coming after me? You don't have a crush on me, do you?

I don't know her either.

Li Chang'an thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the army in front of him.

They probably want me to go and rescue someone.

Isn't that a coincidence?

Meng Xian also overheard Wang Zhongxian and Li Chang'an's whispers, but she didn't care.

It's better to bring up the topic early so you can speak up yourself.

It saves me from going around in circles and having all that trouble.

As they walked, the soldiers around them saluted one after another.

They all looked at Li Chang'an with a hint of curiosity.

What kind of person could make Aunt Meng and His Highness the Crown Prince so polite?

Wang Zhongxian, who was notorious for his ruthlessness, followed him around like a lackey.

Could this person be someone from the palace?

The cavalry of the Great Wind Camp were alright; they were all fully armored, covered up completely, and had resolute faces.

Even when setting up camp, they carried weapons with them, ready to mount their horses and fight at any time.

The auxiliary soldiers, on the other hand, were pale and thin, looking malnourished.

They acted listlessly and sluggishly, as if they were just trying to take advantage of the situation.

Before long, we arrived at the kitchen.

Hundreds of large pots were cooking on the stove.

Below, stones were used to build a simple stove.

A pot of thin porridge was bubbling away in the pot. There were several large pots, and the porridge was quite thick, with some shredded meat added to it.

Several cooks were adding lard to the porridge.

"No, you guys eat this stuff?"

Li Chang'an pointed to the sparse grains in the pot and couldn't help but ask.

It wasn't that he was surprised, but rather that you were, after all, the royal army.

Forget about fancy food, we can't eat this yellowish stuff either.

The porridge is made with brown rice, yellow, aged rice, mixed with some soybeans, green beans, and wheat flour.

The cooked food was a sticky, gooey mess with a few beans on top.

The auxiliary soldiers' pots contained no wheat flour or shredded meat, only soybeans and green beans, along with some old rice.

The food cooked in it was all watery and mushy.

It looks no different from swill.