Huang Ranhu sent a message to the Prince of Zhenbei, agreeing to withdraw his troops to the border of Da'an, on the condition that all the corpses and prisoners be returned.
Huo Xiaolong looked at the letter on the table and thought about it thoughtfully.
As for the supplies, they were transported from Da'an, and their men were everywhere along the way, making it difficult to fight them.
But if they retreat back to the border, we can take advantage of the situation and destroy the places where the grain is guarded. Then Huang Ranhu won't have such a righteous cause to attack again.
"Okay, I agree," the girl in red armor said.
"You agreed so easily?" Da Ni'er looked at Huo Xiaolong in disbelief.
These women aren't the type to give in so easily.
“Why wouldn’t we agree to that?” he said. “It’s about corpses and prisoners, but we don’t have any prisoners, just corpses.”
Wang Tianci previously thought that Huo Xiaolong was good in every way except that he was too soft-hearted, both on the grasslands and in the capital. But now it seems that this is not the case.
Given Da Ni'er's thoughts, Long'er really had something to say.
First, I've done my fair share of work on the grasslands!
Secondly, we can't just attack the capital city on a whim. There's a whole host of other issues, like overturning verdicts, and we need to inform the world and clear people's names.
Third, it's not that I'm going back on my word or refusing to return the prisoners, it's just that there really aren't many survivors left. The general that Sister Fen'e captured a few days ago was nearly killed by Mother Cen.
The little girl didn't want to save him, so she's probably already on the Bridge of Helplessness.
Huang Ranhu looked at the group of corpses that had been sent to Da'an territory. The man raised his hand and lifted the white cloth in front of him. Underneath it was the general who had led the troops out to snatch the corpses that day.
For so many years, no one has dared to bully Huang Ranhu like this.
The Prince of Zhenbei has guts; just as the news from Honghua said, he's born with a rebellious streak.
"Someone come here!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
"The right vanguard will lead 10,000 troops to surround Dongyu's rear and cut off its supplies! The left vanguard will lead 20,000 troops to launch a direct attack on Dongyu's front after the right vanguard has surrounded Dongyu for a month."
Inside the military camp, Huo Xiaolong was fiddling with the black and white chess pieces on the table. He looked up at Xiao Lanyi and asked...
"I've been fighting for several years, and I've never used any of the formations in military books."
"Didn't you use it on the grasslands?"
"I only used it once, and for the rest I just brute-forced through it."
The man sighed. His sister-in-law's easygoing attitude during battle was something not everyone could learn.
In warfare, battle formations are rarely used; most of the time, tactics are employed, with the principle of winning hearts and minds being paramount. The strategy involves attacking and surrounding the enemy, exchanging fewer troops for more, and capturing the enemy's weak points.
"I guess there's not much of a chance this time either," Xiao Lanyi said, pouring cold water on Huo Xiaolong's hopes.
"What's wrong?"
"Huang Ranhu isn't the kind of person who would confront you head-on."
"It's okay, we'll talk about it later."
Everyone adapted well to life in the military camp, except for the two princes in Dongyu City.
He Yi and Cen Ang may not necessarily live there, after all, the rear is also very important.
"Aunt Cen, may I go to the military camp for a look?"
“Yes, Aunt, there’s nothing in the prefect’s mansion except for a few old eunuchs. We can’t even eat properly. Please let us go and have a look.”
The woman looked at the two princes standing beside her like quails and couldn't help but sneer.
"Your Highnesses, don't forget that the eunuch in this prefectural governor's mansion came with us from the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion. The military camp is not a place for you to play around. Forget it."
The two dared not refute, for their lives and fortunes were now in the hands of the other party.
Even though the Eighth Prince was certain that Cen Ang wouldn't dare to kill them, his mother had told him about her reputation many times.
It is generally used to stop infants from crying at night when they are young.
"Your Highness, Da'an has sent men to besiege the city."
Upon hearing this, Huo Xiaolong stood up. The enemy's men weren't heading straight for the military camp; their destination was Dongyu. From this, Long'er knew that the siege had begun again.
“We have no reinforcements this time. Long’er, give me 10,000 troops. I have experience.” Xiao Lanyi stood up and said to Huo Xiaolong.
There were no outsiders in the command tent, so Huo Xiaolong was quite casual about not being called "Your Highness."
The girl shook her head and said
"No need. We can just launch an attack three days before we run out of food and see how long they can hold out."
Everything else was fine, but this one thing mainly involved trapping Cen Ang and He Yi in Dongyu City. The people in the city had food, and the only thing they were trapped on was the road from the city to the military camp.
"Why is it always the same few tricks? It's so boring."
"So what do you want? When a country is in war, it's normal to rush to the rear first."
Long'er nodded. It was indeed normal. In her previous life, when she was fighting high-tech wars, she would definitely bomb the power plant and military factory across the street.
"Is there really enough food?" Xiao Lanyi was still haunted by the memory of almost starving to death before, and the man asked with some concern.
Huo Xiaolong looked up and thought about the golden finger that God had given him.
It seems I've never used the space itself, only the spiritual spring inside for refining medicine and growing herbs to improve the health of those around me.
When asked if there was enough food, the girl thought of how she checked the space every night and found it piled high with rice, flour, meat, and vegetables.
As long as she gets in, that's enough.
As for how long it will last, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it would feed the entire army for a year.
She had been stockpiling grain since she was very young, and she was afraid that something might go wrong in this place.
It's just that it's a bit difficult to reveal this without people finding out.
"Long'er, we're out of rice after we finish eating today, what are we going to do?"
Er Ya and Zhang's mother were in charge of cooking. The two of them, master and apprentice, had a clear understanding of the kitchen situation. Er Ya's idea was that if it didn't work, they should just kick them out. With so few people, they could easily destroy them.
"Sis, can you take me to the warehouse? I want to take a look."
"OK."
The red-armored girl lurked furtively in her military camp, glancing at the empty Demiku. She lowered her head slightly and whispered in Er Ya's ear...
"Sis, please keep an eye on things outside for me. Don't let anyone get close, no one."
"Yes, don't worry."
Er Ya thought Huo Xiaolong wanted to change clothes inside, but didn't he see that he was carrying a bundle? Who knew that it was just a cover to prevent rice and flour from falling on the ground and stirring up dust to get all over her?
Less than an incense stick's time later, Huo Xiaolong came out and said to Er Ya with a serious but suppressed laugh,
"Sis, you're mistaken. There's clearly a whole warehouse full inside."
"You silly child, always fooling around with your sister. I go there every day, do you think I don't know?"
Er Ya casually opened the warehouse door, revealing it filled with rice and flour packaged in brown linen, the kind commonly used by large grain merchants.
The round-faced woman didn't believe it, so she took out a small knife from her waist and poked it.
White rice flowed like river water in her palm.
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