Sheng Huaixuan's eyes darkened. "If there is a continuous supply of refugees and people eating each other, Lord Ning Yuan will definitely be able to last for a few more months."
The words "eating each other" shocked Bai Wutong.
It was not strange for refugees to eat each other on the way, but when the soldiers guarding the city did this, Bai Wutong's stomach immediately felt disgusted.
What was the point of guarding such a city!
Bai Wutong suddenly thought of another issue. "We need food the most in war. Can the Ling Kingdom's army afford it?"
Sheng Huaixuan sighed. "They couldn't afford it before, but they can now."
As soon as he said this, Bai Wutong said in surprise, "You gave all the rations to Ling Kingdom?"
It was not just the rations that Sheng Huaixuan supplied.
He nodded and gave Bai Wutong a somewhat comforting smile. "When we reach the foot of Fengming Mountain, someone will escort us into the territory of Ling Kingdom."
