Chapter 239: A strong army is to protect the people, not to harm them!

The man who had prepared a lot of words was speechless and looked around at a loss.

They came to borrow food.

How come when the words reached Chennianhekou, it suddenly became that someone was coming to deliver food to him?

Where can they get food to deliver?

Lord Zhao was relatively familiar with Chen Nianhe, so he smiled bitterly and said, "General, you're joking."

"Right now, the three cities, six counties, and eighteen towns are in chaos due to food shortages. Whether it's the county town, the towns, or even the villages everywhere, riots and vandalism are happening all over the place because of the lack of food. There are many casualties. We are here because..."

"Want to borrow food from me?"

Chen Nianhe was too lazy to listen to his long speech. He interrupted him rudely and sneered, "Master Zhao, why don't you go out and take a look? With this general's token, you can go anywhere you want in the camp and check it out at will."

"If you find a bag of food in the army, which this general has hidden away and doesn't want to give to you, you can take as much as you can."

Lord Zhao was suddenly speechless.

Chen Nianhe gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "You only know that the city will riot if there's no food. But do you know what will happen if the army is without food for a long time?"

More than 100,000 people.

Hundreds of thousands of fierce warriors.

The fierceness of these people can be a powerful weapon to resist foreign enemies, but if the weapon is not controlled properly, it can also be a deadly weapon that can cause fatal injuries.

Chen Nianhe had tried every possible way, but now he was at his wit's end. He simply closed his eyes and confessed, "The court has been holding back on food for so long that the army has no more food left."

In order to ensure that his men would not go hungry, Chen Nianhe secretly paid a large amount of money out of his own pocket when he was able to buy food earlier.

The grain that we had previously bought through a deal with Xu Yu was all for the purpose of investing in the main camp.

But now it’s no use throwing money at it.

He had a lot of money in his hand, but he couldn't find anywhere to throw it away.

The defending general was not allowed to leave his post without being summoned. Regardless of life or death, he had to stay in the northwest camp. Otherwise, if the Di people outside the pass took advantage of the opportunity and broke into the pass, he, Chen Nianhe, would be a sinner for all eternity.

But he stayed here and could not buy food even if he starved to death.

His life or death is one thing, but what about the hundreds of thousands of people under his command?

If these people lose control and break free from the reins, and the moment the witless army rushes out of the camp because of famine, everything will be over.

Chen Nianhe saw things much more clearly than these ignorant county magistrates, and knew roughly what had happened.

However, knowing more is useless.

Since the person behind the scenes is willing to go to great lengths to set up such a dead end, he will not have any chance to get a bag of rice.

This is a dead end.

The people standing or sitting in the tent were speechless for a moment, and what they could clearly see in each other's eyes was unspeakable despair.

Is it really impossible?

Lord Liu probed, "General, although there's no food in the northwest, can we try to buy it from somewhere else? As long as we can collect food and fodder from other places, then perhaps..."

"Do you think this general has never thought about it?"

Chen Nianhe's eyes were red as he said, "Let's not even talk about how long it takes to transport the food and fodder from somewhere else. What about before the food and fodder arrives?"

"What are we going to do during this period of time when we have nothing to eat?"

"This general can execute a hundred men in the army today as a deterrent, but what about tomorrow?"

"Even if I kill everyone in the camp who wants to escape, how many people will be left alive in this northwest land?!"

The morale of the army has long been unstable.

If the force of thunder was not used to suppress the chaos caused by the mutiny in the army, no one would have had a chance of survival.

But how long can he hold on?

One day or two days?

Or three to five days?

Chen Nianhe took a deep breath repeatedly in a rage to suppress his anger, but all the emotions that had accumulated for a long time rushed to his head without any care.

There must be no chaos in the army.

As long as the people in the camp remain stable, there will be hope for a turnaround in the future.

Although food was scarce everywhere, there was still some fishy food left under the oil jar. Even if it was scraped off with the tip of a knife, it would always manage to hold on until it was time to save its life...

Many thoughts flashed through Chen Nianhe's mind one by one, and his eyes were filled with a lingering sinister look.

Lord Zhao seemed to have sensed something, and a chill suddenly ran down his back as he subconsciously said, "General!"

"The strong army and Hummers are stationed here to protect the people! Not to harm them!"

"Right now, people everywhere are struggling to survive! If there's any more war, there won't be a single living person left in the Northwest!"

Lord Zhao's horrifying voice hit the others on the head like a heavy hammer, and those who reacted quickly immediately fell to their knees.

Everyone knelt in unison in the tent. Chen Nianhe's face was gloomy and he gritted his teeth: "Are we going to die together?"

"Don't forget, everyone here has to face this crisis. No one can escape unscathed. If you don't..."

"General, there is someone outside the camp who wants to see you."

The sudden sound of a report outside made Chen Nianhe frown unhappily: "All the officials from the three cities and six counties are here, who else could have come?"

"I don't know."

"But the person who came here gave me something, saying that once you see it, you will know its identity. Please go out and talk to me."

Chen Nianhe angrily kicked over the chair in the tent. When he saw the token presented by the visitor, his eyes narrowed in the shadows.

The order from the head of the Xu family.

Could it be that the person coming is Xu Yu?

Chen Nianhe pondered for a moment, then left the officials behind him and rushed out: "Everyone wait here, I will be back soon."

Outside the northwest camp, Chen Nianhe did not bring many followers with him. He was only accompanied by a deputy general. He arrived at the place half an hour after getting the token.

This is an inn that has been abandoned for a long time.

But ever since Xu Yu stole Doctor Hu out of the camp once, Mr. Hu suddenly felt that this place was not bad for some reason. He spent some time and effort to tidy it up, and now it looks barely presentable, and it has the extraordinary tranquility that other places have.

Sang Zhixia did not go directly to the Northwest Camp to find Chen Nianhe, but chose to invite him out and meet him here.

Chen Nianhe dismounted and stood still, squinting at the carriage in front of the post station, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

If Xu Yu's leg was not broken, it would be impossible for him to come here in a carriage.

The one who came was not Xu Yu.

Who is the person who wants to see me with the Xu family's patriarch's order?

Lin Yun and Song Liu, who were guarding the door, saw Chen Nianhe striding over and leaned over to invite him in. They simply said, "The host is waiting. Please come in, General Chen."

Chen Nianhe paused and said playfully, "Is it really not your young master who came?"

Lin Yun said vaguely, "Young Master has other important matters. Please come in, General."

The deputy general who came with Chen Nianhe wanted to go in together, but as soon as he moved, Song Liu blocked his way with his hand.

"My master doesn't like to be surrounded by people when he's talking, so the general should wait outside."

"you……"

"No problem."

Chen Nianhe waved his hand and said solemnly, "Wait."

When Xu Yu was not around, the only ones who could do what he wanted were either that good-for-nothing Third Master of the Xu family or that little bastard Xu Minghui who hadn't even grown all his teeth. Why should he be afraid of them?

Chen Nianhe suppressed his impatience and pushed the door open. Sang Zhixia, who had heard the noise, had already stood up with a smile.

Seeing the beautiful young woman in front of him, Chen Nianhe, who had seen a lot of ups and downs, was rarely stunned.

this……

Why is it a girl coming? !