"Your Highness, what are you talking about? The soldiers are about to go into battle and kill the enemy. They need to eat more and be full so that they can have more strength."

Qian Yeyao smiled and sniffed the aroma of the food, saying, "How can this dish be so fragrant? They're just ordinary dishes, but they smell so good that I'm almost drooling."

"Haha," Wu Da said with a proud smile, "Even Your Highness thinks it's delicious, so I'm relieved. The chef who cooked for the soldiers today was specially hired by me. His home-cooked dishes are unique in Xuzhou City. Even if they were brought to the capital, they would be the best. To be honest, Your Highness, even I couldn't help swallowing my saliva when I smelled this!"

Wu Da's words caused the soldiers to burst into laughter, and the whole atmosphere was very good.

Seeing that lunch had been distributed in an orderly manner, Wu Da left with his subordinates again.

Since General Jing ordered the Xiliang soldiers to cook their own meals, all Xiliang soldiers could only eat military rations. So at this moment, the 500,000 Xiliang soldiers could only watch the 100,000 South Vietnamese soldiers eat deliciously while they could only smell the food and swallow their saliva.

Finally, the meal for the Xiliang soldiers was ready. Holding the still-cooked rice and looking at the almost colorless and tasteless stir-fried cabbage with meat, the Xiliang soldiers instantly lost their appetite.

Looking at my own bowl, it's mostly cabbage, with only three or four slices of meat, mostly fat. Then I look at the South Vietnamese soldiers, their rice grains clinging to each other, gleaming like pearls, and the food, oh my goodness, is so mouth-watering.

Even without looking at the dishes, just smelling them makes me feel like I'm going to eat a mountain of food. And if I look at the dishes again...

The soldiers of Xiliang drooled with no willpower and no longer wanted to eat a single bite of their own food.

Some obedient ones made up their minds and ate their own meals while watching other people's dishes, but they felt like chewing wax.

"Well, there's still so much food here. It would be a shame to throw it away. Eat some quietly so your general won't see you."

A South Vietnamese soldier saw that the Xiliang soldier next to him was so miserable, and his eyes looked as if he wanted to jump into the vegetable barrel, so he whispered an invitation.

The Xiliang soldier's eyes lit up, but he was a little afraid.

The enthusiastic South Vietnamese soldier simply pushed all the food in his bowl into the other person's bowl without saying anything, then said with a smile: "I'll just go get some more food."

The Xiliang soldier immediately ate with great joy. This dish was truly delicious.

Seeing their comrades enjoying the delicious food, the other Xiliang soldiers were extremely jealous. The kind-hearted South Vietnamese soldiers shared the food in their bowls with their comrades, and then scooped some food from the bucket of food that was definitely not enough for them.

Soon, more and more soldiers were eating delicious meals, and the amount of food in the bucket was getting smaller and smaller.

Everyone was thinking, "The generals were in the barracks anyway, so there was no telling if they were eating the South Vietnamese food. It wouldn't matter if they ate a little; didn't you see His Royal Highness Prince Li eating too? If it was a real trick, would the South Vietnamese soldiers be eating so heartily?"

Jing En stayed in his tent. As the commander of Xiliang, his meals only included one meat dish and one vegetable dish more than the average Xiliang soldier. While he was eating, the guards who had just been sent into the city returned.

"how?"

"General, everything in Xuzhou City is normal, nothing unusual has happened."

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