At this critical moment, Fan Wei cannot allow Zhou Zhenguang to have any opportunity to take advantage of the situation!
Everything is about to end; we're going to lose...
The middle-aged general gazed at the distant city gate. As he looked, his eyes reddened slightly. He gave a bitter smile, his lips turning pale, and then turned his gaze away, preparing to return to his tent.
However,
Just then.
"General Zhou is back!!"
"Young Master Zhou is back!!"
A sudden shout came from the city wall of Jiangling.
Swish—
The middle-aged general suddenly raised his head and looked towards the north gate with a surprised expression.
His pupils reflected the city gates slowly opening, and the radiant Zhou Zhenguang and Zhou Cheng striding into the city, followed by 20,000 soldiers with overwhelming momentum.
"Is it really General Zhou?"
"He's back... Did he win the battle at Beidaoguankou?"
"Young Master Zhou, how could Young Master Zhou be here?" The middle-aged general was both shocked and moved.
The excitement had barely begun when he froze, his eyes fixed intently on the soldiers entering the city... wearing thick cotton coats and waterproof snow boots.
And then there were those ruddy, energetic faces.
What exactly did the soldiers experience in just one night?
The middle-aged general looked surprised.
The soldiers on the nearby post, who were starving and on the verge of death, struggled to raise their heads, and what they saw stunned everyone!
Yesterday, my companions were so hungry they were exhausted and only wearing a thin shirt. How come they're like completely different people after returning to the city from the official road in the north? Look at how energetic they are; they must have had a big meal.
"Look, is it them?"
"They all have cotton-padded coats!"
"They're carrying a package on their backs, are they winter supplies? Have they all eaten?"
"Have they captured the northern pass and brought the grain over...?" The soldiers on the outpost watched the approaching group from afar, their eyes filled with envy and longing, and they subconsciously licked their dry lips.
Tens of thousands of soldiers in the South, West, and North camps heard the commotion coming from outside the city gates.
They all rushed out of the camp full of anticipation.
Zhou Cheng stood in the very center, taking in the desolate and tragic scene before him.
He saw the soldiers of the Third Battalion running out one after another, saw pairs of eyes filled with hunger and cold, and saw them looking at Zhou Zhenguang with eyes full of trust and reliance.
These,
They were all soldiers who followed the Zhou family and were willing to live and die with them!
"General Zhou...do we have enough food and supplies?" The middle-aged general pointed to the soldiers behind him, asking the question that everyone wanted to ask with trepidation and anxiety.
Zhou Zhenguang doesn't need to respond.
The 20,000 soldiers returning to the city shouted excitedly, "Brothers!! Our young master is back!"
"He brought tens of thousands of bushels of grain, enough to feed us for a whole year!"
"And also carrying ten..." The soldier paused here, then forced a bittersweet smile and continued, "Supplies for our 90,000-strong army to get through the winter."
"Everyone will be given a cotton-padded coat, boots, and a quilt..."
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