Chen Kui saw that Zhan Chengyin looked unhappy, and asked worriedly: "General, what news has been sent from the capital?"
Zhan Chengyin handed him a letter.
He unfolded the letter, and several soldiers gathered around to read it.
The letter only had the words "defend to the death"!
Chen Kui was so angry that he cursed on the spot, "I originally had 10,000 soldiers, but now there are only a few hundred left. No food, no water, no rescue, and you still want me to defend to the death!"
"Isn't this just letting the people below die?"
Wu Sanlang frowned, "General, is there really no rescue?"
Although they have food and grass, how can 20,000 soldiers resist 300,000 barbarians!
Once the news that they have water and food is leaked, the barbarians will definitely break through the city within two days and snatch all the food.
The air is like dust, and the atmosphere is depressing!
Chen Wu said again: "General Xu Huai's 100,000 troops are only a few hundred miles away from Zhenguan. The little emperor did not order him to come to the rescue. Is he going to watch Zhenguan fall and the Zhan family army be destroyed?"
Zhan Chengyin's handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted. He would not let the last 20,000 Zhan family soldiers die!
But 20,000 against 300,000 troops~
How should he fight?
How to win?
There have been battles in history where the few defeated the many, but there has never been such a huge difference in the strength of the troops.
"Can we contact General Xu Huai?" Zhan Chengyin asked.
"General, do you want to borrow troops from him?" Song Duo said worriedly: "He has always been loyal and may not help us out."
The barbarians have 300,000 people, and Xu Huai only has 100,000 people!
In public and private, he will not stand up!
Zhan Chengyin said: "Bring him some food and let his subordinates present it to him!"
No matter how loyal he is, and how obedient he is to the little emperor~
If he can't feed his soldiers, his subordinates will know that the Zhan family army has food, and they will find ways to relieve the siege of Zhenguan!
Chen Wu said in a deep voice: "General, I will find a way to send the letter!"
Zhan Chengyin put one hand behind his back and looked up at the sky.
The sky was dark, and the wind and sand were blowing around, blowing the broken walls and arms, making a creepy sound.
"Send the rice to the military camp at night, remember to block the news!"
If the barbarians find out that there is food in the city, they will definitely attack frantically.
The soldiers agreed.
*
In the middle of the night, the people outside the general's mansion were all asleep. A group of people came to the military camp. They quietly carried bamboo baskets and entered the general's mansion through the back door.
When they saw the main hall filled with rice, flour, noodles, instant noodles, oil, salt... The whole room was filled.
Everyone was stunned!
This~
This is rice, a full two hundred bags!
There are also a lot of flour, noodles, oil, salt, and dried vegetables...
When Uncle Li took them to the yard and looked at the vegetables scattered all over the yard, everyone couldn't help but pounce on them...
They stretched out their black hands, touched the cabbage, and looked at the radish.
Pick it up and smell it again!
These are all green and fresh vegetables.
Many of the vegetables are still dripping with water, giving off an alluring fragrance!
Their eyes suddenly filled with tears ~
the army has food and vegetables!
No more soldiers will die of hunger!
Deputy General Lin Dajun saw them crying and laughing, excited and trying hard to suppress their emotions... Such a useless look, so he stuffed a small carrot into each of them. He
whispered, "Eat quickly, and then move the vegetables to the barracks!"
They had never seen carrots before, and Centurion Zhao Zhong took a careful bite, "It's sweet and delicious!"
He then grinned and swallowed the carrot in two or three bites.
The soldiers all ate rice porridge today. The rice porridge was thin, and four people shared a steamed bun, so each person could only get a small bite. They were already starving.
They followed the example of Centurion Zhao Zhong and picked up the carrots and carefully tried a bite.
Then, they all widened their eyes in disbelief. It was really sweet!
They swallowed the small carrots in a few bites, and they didn't even have time to chew more.
Seeing that they had all finished eating, Lin Dajun ordered them: "Keep your voice down and move it to the barracks first!" They put a bag of rice under the bamboo basket, pressed it with a bucket of oil, a bag of flour, and a few bags of salt, and finally put cabbage and Chinese cabbage.
Eggplants, tomatoes, and carrots were placed on the side of the vegetables...
The bamboo basket was very large, and the mouth was deformed because of too much stuff.
But there was no time to worry. The general's mansion was two miles away from the military camp, and there was a flatbed truck outside the backyard.
One flatbed truck could hold four baskets.
They loaded four flatbed trucks, all relying on human power to push the carts.
There were horses in the army, but the horses were so hungry that they were skinny, and some could not stand up, so they could only be pulled by manpower.
In order to protect this batch of supplies, Chen Kui and Lin Dajun led people to escort them personally.
*
After Ye Mumu delivered all the goods, it was dark.
The huge warehouse was emptied.
Uncle Yang, who was guarding the warehouse, had already gone off work.
She sat on the office chair at the door of the warehouse to rest, panting with exhaustion.
The ancestral vase stood beside her.
She found a piece of white paper on the desk and wrote: "Today's goods have been delivered. Is there anything else you need?"
Zhan Chengyin collected the vegetables in the yard, moved the vase back to the room, and waited for news
from Ye Mumu. He saw the paper that was delivered.
There was a rare softness between his eyebrows. Although the divine words were only a few words, he tried his best to meet the needs of him and the soldiers.
He wrote: "Thank God for the food and water, which are enough for the soldiers to eat for a month."
Ye Mumu received a reply, "Two hundred bags of rice, fifty bags of flour, and sixty tons of vegetables, how can it feed 20,000 people for a month?"
She wrote the letter and threw it in.
Zhan Chengyin replied: "Cook porridge and add dishes, that's enough... Now there is water, rice and vegetables. Yin kneels down to thank God for the gifts on behalf of the soldiers."
Ye Mumu disagreed.
My mother has relatives serving in the army, and she knows the meals of active soldiers.
Six dishes and one soup are standard, four meat dishes and two vegetables, and the soup is also meat.
The army has no limit on the supply, and if it is not enough, you can add rice and vegetables until you are full.
She said, "How can the soldiers be full if they only eat porridge every day? How can they have the strength to repel the enemy?"
"Steam the rice, and have one meat dish and one vegetable dish every day. If conditions permit, add a bowl of soup. At least two meals a day."
"Don't worry about food shortages. I will continue to send them to you."
"Last time you gave me gold, I sold a pair of wine bottles and exchanged them for 600 million yuan. This money can feed 100,000 people for two years and there will be surplus."
"Don't save. Eat when you need to eat and drink when you need to drink. I will continue to supply water at night."
Zhan Chengyin received Ye Mumu's reply. When she said that the soldiers would be provided with two meals a day, one meat dish and one vegetable dish, and soup.
The rice must be steamed, and there is no need to cook porridge.
He was shocked!
Even before the famine, military rations were coarse grains mixed with stones, or wheat bran coarse cakes, with some dried vegetables.
Occasionally there would be meat, but there would only be a bowl of meat soup every few days or half a month.
Even if corn porridge was used to make porridge, it was thin porridge, and it was steamed and boiled as a staple food.
They never used white rice to steam and eat.
Because it was too luxurious!
Even among the nobles in the capital, it is impossible to steam rice every day.
Then, Ye Mumu thought of something.
"You don't have a big pot for cooking over there. It's still early now. I'll go buy some and send it over!"