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The military rations should have arrived five days ago, but they haven't arrived yet.

After receiving this news, Xiling Tianlei's good mood disappeared. At this moment, even if the Ninth Prince died tragically in front of him, he would not be happy.

The life and death of the Ninth Prince was important, but it could not affect his life and death. However, the failure of that batch of military rations affected everything he had.

Xiling Tianlei tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and asked calmly: "How long can our stored food last?"

"Your Highness, we only have enough food in stock to last for three days. If the food doesn't arrive, our brothers will starve." In this miasma forest, they have to face many unknown dangers every day. If they don't have enough to eat, they will die here without having to fight Nanling and Dongling.

The general who reported the incident saw Xiling Tianlei sitting motionless in his chair, and said, "Your Highness, please make a decision as soon as possible."

The lives of three hundred thousand people are in your hands. One wrong decision could lead to the death of all your brothers here.

"I understand. You go down first." Xiling Tianlei waved his hand weakly.

The joy brought by the news of the Ninth Prince's death was suppressed by this news. So what if the Ninth Prince's death? He didn't gain any advantage.

"Yes." The general looked at Xiling Tianlei, hesitant to speak.

Only His Highness still believes in the Emperor. As His Highness's confidants, they have advised His Highness countless times to make plans early, but His Highness said they were thinking too much.

Now that's good.

They said that the emperor was not worthy of their trust at all. If the emperor really cared about the prince's good, he would not have pushed the prince to this point.

It was clearly the emperor who ordered the attack on Liancheng, but when something went wrong, the emperor pushed all the mistakes onto your highness and made him take the blame.

This is not fair.

"The food and grass haven't arrived yet... I can't trust my father, haha~ Why would I want to believe it, but I have no other way to go." Xiling Tianlei smiled, which was uglier than crying.

Of course he knew that his father, who had abandoned him in a time of crisis, was not trustworthy, but he had no choice. He had to support these 300,000 people and had to rely on Xiling for a short period of time.

He must ask Xiling for more while his father still remembers him and feels guilty about him, because he will have to rely on himself for everything in the future.

But he didn't expect that his father would forget him so quickly.

Tears rolled down from Xiling Tianlei's eyes. He covered his face with his hands, not wanting anyone to see his cowardly look.

Tears flowed out from between his fingers. Xiling Tianlei cried silently. The tent was filled with deep sadness. At this moment, Xiling Tianlei was like an abandoned child.

As the only heir of Xiling, Xiling Tianlei has no competitors at all. Everything he has came too easily.

The smooth life over the years almost made him forget how he was bullied by palace servants when he was a child and how he longed to see his father.

Even when his plan to deal with Jiucheng failed and he was deposed, he still believed that he was the heir of Xiling.

Because, apart from him, there was no suitable successor to Xiling. If not, his father would not have acquiesced to his rebellion with 300,000 people and secretly supported him.

He had always thought that both Xiling and his father needed him and should support him from behind, but it was only at this moment that he realized...

He has always needed Xiling and his father. Without Xiling's support, he could do nothing. And without him, Xiling and his father would still be Xiling Kingdom, and his father would still be the emperor of Xiling.

"Dong Lingjiu, I didn't expect that I would be the first one to go down to accompany you." Xiling Tianlei looked away, staring at the letter that said the Ninth Prince had died.

"I have always regarded you as my greatest enemy. Unfortunately, you did not die in my hands, and I did not die in your hands either." Xiling Tianlei's fingertips just happened to press on the three words "Ninth Uncle", and the next second he scratched it, and then, as if he had gone crazy, he swept everything on the table to the ground...

There were thunder and lightning all over the floor, but no one dared to come in.

After venting his anger, Xiling Tianlei seemed to have lost all his strength. He slumped down on the chair with half of his face hidden in the darkness. His handsome face looked a little ferocious.

Time passed quietly. By the time Xiling Tianlei had calmed down, it was already dark. Xiling Tianlei ignored the weather outside and shouted, "Ask Baili Wuyan to see me."

Baili Wuyan was the fierce general rescued by Xiling Tianlei from Beiling. He was a brave and skilled general who was familiar with the miasma forest.

"Your Highness, I am here to pay my respects." Baili Wuyan walked in quickly and respectfully knelt before Xiling Tianlei, a gesture of homage to the king.

"No need to be polite." Xiling Tianlei thought highly of Baili Wuyan. Even though he was in a very bad mood at the moment, he still stood up and walked forward to help Baili Wuyan.

It was no surprise to see the emotion in Baili Wuyan's eyes, and this emotion was exactly what Xiling Tianlei needed.

Xiling Tianlei did not hide the news from Baili Wuyan, and told him that the food and grass had not arrived. Baili Wuyan was shocked and asked hesitantly, "No food and grass?"

How can we march and fight without food and grass? Three hundred thousand of them were trapped here, and if they had no food, they would die.

Xiling Tianlei nodded heavily: "The grain from Xiling has not arrived yet."

At this moment, Xiling Tianlei didn't care about whether he was embarrassed or not. Baili Wuyan was an expert in marching and fighting, and he had to rely on Baili Wuyan in this regard.

"Is it that Xiling didn't send any grain, or was the grain robbed?" Baili Wuyan asked without any personal feelings.

"No matter what the reason is, it doesn't matter now. The most important thing now is what we should do. We only have three days of food." In fact, Xiling Tianlei already had a plan, or he had no choice.

He asked this question at this time just because he didn't want the people below to know that he was not the one who made this decision, and he was not the one who risked the lives of the soldiers.

"No, this is very important. If the food supplies were robbed, we can still get them back, or ask Xiling to send us three days' worth of food. We can save some and find a way to snatch some from Dongling and Nanling. We will have no problem holding on for ten days or half a month." Baili Wuyan analyzed calmly.

In fact, he knew very well that the soldiers who had been hiding in the miasma forest for a month were no match for Dongling and Nanling. If they really fought, they would only die.

Xiling Tianlei shook his head: "It's useless. Even if the food and grass were robbed, Xiling will not send another batch of food. Xiling still has a million troops to feed. This is the last batch of food."

That's why he was so angry. Without this batch of food, they could only fight and rely on themselves. His father had completely given up on him.

"So, all we have left is fighting?" Baili Wuyan's voice was filled with sadness, the sorrow of a hero's last days.

With 300,000 people against the 500,000 troops of Dongling and Nanling, do they have a chance of winning?

Xiling Tianlei nodded solemnly: "Let the soldiers have a full meal, and make the remaining food into dry rations and distribute them to everyone."

If they fight to the death, maybe they still have a chance to survive.

Baili Wuyan's eyes lit up instantly, he nodded heavily, and saluted Xiling Tianlei: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will live up to your high expectations."

Fighting for survival can inspire infinite potential. Perhaps this battle...

A miracle will happen!