"Have you noticed that the fog has suddenly become thicker?" asked the Western Liao soldier who first entered the fog in confusion.
"It's the middle of the night, and we're in the mountains, so it's normal to have heavy fog!" his companion said nonchalantly.
The team quickly passed through the thick fog, and the first people who passed through had already begun to react.
"Why does my head feel heavy?"
"Me too, my eyelids are so heavy I can hardly open them."
A Western Liao soldier yawned with his mouth wide open. "I'm so sleepy!" He then reminded everyone, "It's easy to get sleepy late at night, so everyone should stay alert."
But just as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" beside him, and one of his companions fell down on the spot and began to sleep soundly on the frost-covered ground.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of "bang bang bang..." and his companions fell one after another. Before he could react, he became one of them.
All the people escorting the "food and grass" fell down, the carriage was left unattended, and the team stopped completely. The Western Liao soldiers hiding in the carriage discovered something unusual and could only stick their heads out.
As soon as they stuck their heads out, something hard pressed against their necks. The cold touch made them quickly realize what the thing on their necks was.
Even after their hands and feet were tied up, they were still in a state of confusion. "How could they be tied up so quietly?"
After Zhao Yiming and his men returned to the city with the prisoners of war, the other teams also returned one after another not long after.
Everyone was excited when talking about tonight's events. Zhou Haoquan's deputy general said proudly, "We easily seized the enemy's rations and captured so many prisoners. This is the first time I've ever fought such an easy battle!"
Jingyu rolled her eyes at him, "Did you say you fought tonight? Didn't you just go up and start tying people up?"
Everyone was stunned, and the next second they all burst into laughter.
After the joke, Zhou Haoquan walked up to Zhao Yiming and asked, "I wonder what your next plan is, Brother Zhao?"
Zhao Yiming looked out the window in the direction of the Western Liao soldiers, raised his lip and said, "Brothers, you have worked hard these days. Starting tomorrow, we will eat meat every meal."
"Eat meat?"
When Zhao Yiming says he eats meat, he really means he eats meat.
When they came, Tian An bought a lot of things for him and Tian Mingwu out of his own pocket, the most of which was meat. He killed hundreds of pigs and made them all into bacon and sausages for easy storage and carrying. In addition to pork, there were also some other meats such as mutton, chicken, rabbit, and duck. It can be said that he and Tian Mingwu brought the most abundant supplies among all the generals who went on the expedition.
After finding a place upwind of the Western Liao army's garrison, the soldiers put the cleaned cured pork ribs and pre-prepared seasoning spices into the extra-large pressure cooker that Tian An had specially taken out from the space.
As the water in the pot boiled, the exhaust valve on the pressure cooker made a "sizzling" sound, and wisps of cured pork ribs accompanied by the tempting aroma of spices drifted with the wind to the tents of the Western Liao soldiers in the leeward direction.
It was lunch time. The Western Liao soldiers had already had their food supplies blown up, so not only were their three meals reduced to two, but the portions were only one-third of what they had before. They couldn't even think about getting enough to eat, let alone meat.
The aroma of meat in the air at this time made Jabar, the only general in the Western Liao army camp who could eat his fill, drool, not to mention those soldiers who could only eat a bowl of porridge for each meal.
I felt that the thin porridge I had just drunk was now gone without even a residue. For a moment, the gurgling sound of my stomach and the sound of swallowing saliva echoed one after another.
With a "bang", Jabbar in the main tent angrily slammed his chopsticks on the table, "Where did you get the stew? Why didn't you serve it to this general?"
The military advisor beside him broke out in a cold sweat, clutching his stomach that was growling at the aroma of meat, and tremblingly stepped forward, "General, it shouldn't be stewed in our tent. We are out of meat."
Not only are they out of meat, but they are also running out of food. If no supplies are delivered, they will be completely out of food.
Because the several real and fake teams that were delivering food were completely wiped out, and not even a person came out to report the news, so at this time they didn't know that the food supplies had been robbed.
"Go check it for me quickly. No matter who cooked it, serve it to me."
He was used to a life of luxury and hadn't eaten meat for several days. He could have endured it if no one mentioned it, but now that he smelled the aroma of meat, the bland food in front of him became difficult to swallow and all he could think about was meat.
Besides sending someone to investigate immediately, what else could the military advisor do? Even he felt a faint anticipation in his heart, hoping that the meat would be found later and the general would reward him with some soup after eating it. In his entire life, this was the first time he had smelled such delicious meat!
However, their wish to eat meat was destined to be dashed. They did not think that in this situation, no one would dare to stew meat openly and let them smell the aroma.
The pressure cooker is extremely efficient and it only takes one-third of the usual time to stew the cured pork ribs until they are soft and tasty.
The spies from the Western Liao Kingdom who came to investigate following the smell saw from afar ten large pots on the hillside. The two main generals of Xijing Pass were leading a group of soldiers to take meat out of the pots and eat it with big mouthfuls. They even had emerald green vegetables.
After finishing the meat, they put the vegetables into the broth, blanch them until soft, take them out and dip them in a dish, then slurp them down. The expression of enjoyment on their faces made them wish they were the ones holding the chopsticks.
The meal was not over yet. They each picked up a bowl and filled it with rice. In just a few moments, they had finished all the soup in the pot.
The hot broth was poured over the crystal clear and plump rice, and they felt satisfied just by thinking about it.
"If I can have a bite, I would be willing to die right now." A spy sighed.
The land in Western Liao was barren and the climate was harsh, so rice could not be grown at all. Even the food the royal family ate was purchased from other countries at high prices. I heard that not everyone could eat it, let alone a commoner like him. If he could eat white rice once in his life, he would die without regrets!
"Wake up! Stop dreaming. Go back and report. That's the important thing. How dare you think about eating white rice?" His companion raised his hand and gave him a slap in the face. Who doesn't want to eat white rice? He also wants to eat it!
When Jabbar learned that the one stewing the meat was the enemy commander, he immediately called for his men to go grab the meat. "Such delicious meat is only worthy of this general. How can we let those untouchables on the other side ruin it?"
Several spies hid in the corner, not daring to say that the other party had already drunk up all the soup, and they would not be able to grab it even if they went. They were interrupted by their own general just when they were halfway through their words, and now they didn't dare to go forward and offend him.
But if they don't say it now, if their general really goes there and fails to grab the meat, they will probably be held responsible.
Fortunately, when a few people didn't know what to do, the military advisor came out to persuade them.
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