After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1286 The Last Meal Before the War
Yang Meng stuffed the ring into the hand of his personal soldier and said, "Hurry up and make the cook! Oh, and test the rice for poison before cooking it!"

When the personal soldiers rushed down the city wall like flying, Yang Meng went to read the letter again.

This dragon head pattern looks so familiar. Where has he seen it recently?
Dragon head, dragon head...

Yang Meng frowned and thought, then suddenly clapped his hands: "Temple!"

Yes, a few days ago he saw two masked men in front of the Puin Temple, one of whom was wearing a dragon head mask!

He even mistook the other party for Zhao Guangzhi's killer and almost got into a fight with him. Later, the god Pu Yin suddenly appeared, stopped the fight, and brought the dragon head mask into the temple.

Hmm, was that person really the one who delivered the food?
why?

Could it be that the god Puin came to help?

The confidant reported again:

“The food is non-toxic and safe.”

In any case, the other party showed their goodwill by giving several hundred kilograms of life-saving food.

The only thing that Shizhoutou had in abundance was firewood.

Soon after, the whole army had dinner. Yang Meng didn't dare to let the army eat to their heart's content, after all, if they had a meal last time, they wouldn't necessarily have the next meal. But each soldier could at least get half a bowl of mixed grain rice, a few pickled vegetables, and two strips of bacon.

No one was talking, everyone was eating ravenously, regretting that their mouths were not big enough.

The rice smells so good! Some people choke when eating too fast, but they have to cover their mouths tightly when coughing to prevent the rice grains from being sprayed away.

Yang Meng finished his meal and picked up the unknown letter.

What does the last sentence of the letter mean?

"Keep an eye on the camp across the way." Yang Meng ordered, "Report any movement immediately."

……

Before it got dark, Liu Chengshou started having dinner.

Everything was kept simple during the march, and his dinner was also plain, just a crispy roasted rabbit, a bowl of millet porridge with red dates, two fragrant sesame wheat cakes, and a plate of fried sprouts.

The rabbit was caught by one of the soldiers under him, and when he presented it to the chief officer, the rabbit's legs were still sticking out.

The bean sprouts were too raw and tasted bad. Liu Chengshou frowned and was about to send the dish back to the cook to redo it, but his confidant was rewarded.

"Sir, we have counted the food reserves in our camp. It is enough to support us for five days at most."

Liu Chengshou took a bite of the wheat cake and thought to himself, it was abominable, if Yang Meng hadn't burned the food supplies once, the army could have held out longer.

Five days. Can Shizhoutou hold out for five days?

If he was willing to learn from Zhao Guangzhi, he could have lasted for fifteen days, not to mention five. But Yang seemed incapable of doing such a thing.

In this world, hey, if you are soft-hearted, you will suffer a great loss.

If I hadn't had the foresight to take away all the food and grass in the city, how could I have stayed in the camp safely now?
As for those ungrateful wolves in the stone armor, oh, they deserve to starve to death!

His mind moved: "Where is Zhao Guangzhi? Is there any unusual movement?"

He still didn't understand why Zhao Guangzhi's army abandoned Shizhoutou and retreated. But not attacking now doesn't mean not attacking in the future. What Liu Chengshou feared most was not Yang Meng in Shizhoutou City, but the notorious Zhao army dozens of miles away!

"No. He seems to have retreated back to Liuping, and there has been no movement of troops in the past ten days."

Liuping was the last city Zhao Guangzhi conquered. It was said that the local defenders dared to resist and were slaughtered by him until blood flowed like a river. It took Zhao Guangzhi more than 20 days to conquer Liuping. After five days of consolidation, he attacked Shizhoutou, showing that he did not take Shizhoutou's defense seriously and thought he could easily take it down.

His retreat was as sudden as his attack. Liu Chengshou always felt that something was wrong.

But the person fighting against Zhao Guangzhi was not him, but Yang Meng, so he had no intuitive feeling.

Liu Chengshou's biggest worry was that after he took back the Stone Helmet Head, Zhao Guangzhi would attack again. After all, Liuping was not far from the Stone Helmet Head, and for the cavalry, it was just a matter of lifting their legs.

The fact that Zhao Guangzhi retreated to Liuping shows that he was still thinking about Shizhoutou.

But Shizhoutou is the foundation of Liu Chengshou. If he doesn’t take it back, how will he deal with so many troops under his command?

If he doesn't take it back, once Yang Meng has established a firm foothold and won over the people, it will be even more difficult to take it back.

What a dilemma.

However, before he could finish these thoughts, his confidant reported:
"Sir, there is a smell of cooking coming from the west city of Shizhoutou."

"Oh, they can still open the pot?" Forget it, I won't stir-fry the bean sprouts again. For this plate of raw bean sprouts, the lowly people in Shizhoutou are willing to kowtow fifty times in exchange. Liu Chengshou is a contented man.

"It's the aroma of rice and flour, very strong, floating out with the wind. We sent the bird demon to fly high in the sky to observe, and saw that there were soldiers gathering together to eat in the city. They were not eating leaves or chaff, but real food!" said the confidant, "We paid close attention just now and saw that there were also people eating sweet potatoes on the city gate."

"Eat rice and sweet potatoes?" Liu Chengshou slapped his thigh, overjoyed, "Good, these bastards can't hold on any longer!"

"Ah? Why do you say that, sir?" We have food and drink in the city, but your superior says we can't hold on?
"Shizhoutou has run out of food." More than 20 days have passed since Zhao Guangzhi attacked the city, and Shizhoutou has not received effective supplies. How to solve the problem of food and drink for tens of thousands of people? Liu Chengshou has long felt strange that the surname Yang can hold out for so long, "They want to fight with me, they should have made preparations for a long time, but now they have cooked and eaten all the remaining food, which means they can't hold out anymore and want to take a risk and kill it in one battle!"

The confidant was shocked: "You mean, they are planning a large-scale attack?"

"Yes, the earliest will be tonight or tomorrow morning!" Liu Chengshou picked up the millet porridge and drank it all in one gulp. "After this battle, I wonder what Yang can do to fight me again! Maybe I won't even need to do it myself, his men will surrender the city and cut off their heads! Give the order, the whole army should be ready for battle tonight!"

……

He Lingchuan and others were also eating.

There will be action in the evening, so this meal is very important.

But the abandoned post station was too close to the battlefield, and there were often bird monsters passing by in the sky, so they could not open fire. Everyone ate dry food with clean cold water, and He Lingchuan and Dong Rui were no exception.

The thousand-layer cake brought from Jucheng was rich in scallions, spices and diced meat, without cutting corners. However, after cooling down, it became soft and no longer crispy.

Everyone ate in silence, enjoying the meal. Then they ate a few sour plums, gnawed one or two pieces of dried meat, and drank some water to fill their stomachs.

Dong Rui burped and murmured, "I miss Alfalfa Island."

There are many comforts on Alfalfa Island. Not only is the food good, but the servants also serve you attentively.

Traveling in the Gold Plains, we spent at least eight out of ten days sleeping in the wilderness.

He Lingchuan glanced at him. Wasn't it him who had to follow him out? "Let Ah Feng take you back as fast as he can?"

Wanqi Feng just took a sip of water: "Stand by at any time!"

"Forget it, we're here anyway." Let's just have fun.

With a few fluttering sounds, the bat flew in through the window and landed on Dong Rui's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)