Chapter 68 Harvesting food and popular support

Having said this, Huang Tianhu yawned again and stood up leisurely.

"Stop talking, I'm exhausted after running all night. Let the soldiers rest early after harvesting the food. We will send troops to the Beiku Grassland early tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Tianhu ignored Huang Yuanlang and left directly.

Seeing his bloated figure swaying away step by step, Huang Yuanlang clenched his hands into fists and his face became extremely cold.

"Hmph, stupid pig, if you hadn't been born a good child, you would be worthy of being a general."

"If I can hold an army one day, hum!"

Huang Yuen Long's face is full of resentment...

in the city.

The people were all very happy when they learned that the imperial court had sent troops to assist King Zhenbei.

But now, facing this group of arrogant and rude soldiers who directly asked for food, everyone was stunned.

In front of a door, two soldiers took out two bags of grain from the house and strode out.

A thin, dark boy hurriedly chased him out, shouting:

"Master! You must leave us a morsel of food, otherwise we won't be able to survive!"

As soon as he said this, a soldier turned his head and scolded: "You kid, how can you be so unreasonable!"

"We are fighting for you. We are going to fight Huma on the grassland. How can we have the strength without food? Is it possible that you want to fight Huma on our behalf?"

The young man's eyes were filled with tears and he said in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty saw that we could no longer survive, so he sent us two loads of grain to survive the winter. Now, Master, you only left us two kilograms of corn. How many days can this... last for us?"

The soldier snorted coldly, pointed at the young man and cursed:

"Hmph! Do you really have only two kilograms of corn left at home? Do you think I believe your lies?"

"If you don't have any food left at home, why would you take us to the rice vat to get rice? Huangkou kid keeps telling lies and wants to deceive me!"

The young man shed tears, hunched over and trembled:

"Master, you are the soldiers of the imperial court, and you are also the famous Panlong Army. This time you are assisting the prince in exterminating Hu Ma. How could I not take you to get food?"

"There is nothing in the house of the common people, except for this little food, which is not kept privately. Master, what the common people say is the truth."

Another soldier on the side shook his head.

"Boy, I've seen you like this a lot."

"They are all crying out that there is no food. Once we leave, you are not sure where to get it from."

Having said this, he patted his companion on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. It's useless to talk more. After harvesting the grain, take a rest early. We have to leave the customs tomorrow."

While talking, the two of them carried rice bags and left without looking back.

The young man wanted to chase him again, but a coughing sound came from the room.

"Bao'er, go home, you'll get over it after a while."

The young man wiped away the tears from his eyes and watched the two soldiers walk away until they disappeared from sight, then he turned back home three times a step.

Looking at his mother on the bed, he couldn't bear it anymore, threw himself on the bed and started crying.

"Don't cry, baby, there are still two kilograms of corn. Take some to make porridge every day, add more water, just drink it and you won't be hungry." The woman on the bed was sallow and thin, but there was a faint smile on her face. Smiling, she stretched out a skinny hand from the quilt and gently touched the boy's head.

The young man didn't seem to hear his mother's words. He trembled and cried and asked his mother:

"Mom, why do we believe what the officer says, but he doesn't believe what we say?"

The woman sighed and whispered: "Even officials, those who are kind, sometimes..."

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, and instead said: "If the prince were like this, the world would be peaceful."

"On the day the prince entered the city, you carried me to see him. I saw that although he was in armor and very powerful, he was only about ten years old. There is also a mother waiting at home. I hope the prince can come back from the grassland safely as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, she coughed several times.

"Mom, I'll cook for you, you wait for me." The young man was about to leave in a hurry.

But the woman took his hand and said, "Bao'er, listen to me."

The boy nodded hurriedly and held his mother's hand tightly.

The woman calmed down for a while, then slowly said:

"My mother escaped from those Huma people and suffered a lot. Those people are really...sigh."

She sighed, her eyes already turning red, and then said:

"Bao'er, I won't live long as a mother. You are now a teenager. Although you have lost some weight, you are still a man. You have to live well. If you have the chance, you will join the army and protect people like us. If you suffer again and join the army, you must remember to follow the prince."

Speaking of this, she shook her son's hand vigorously.

The young man was already bursting into tears at this time, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

"Mom has met many military masters, but there are too few people like the prince."

"Mom, I believe that the prince will be able to do what he says. He will be able to exterminate those fools and then send a large army to protect us. If the prince says he doesn't want you to join the army, you can grow food at home. If he wants you, you can follow the prince."

"Your Majesty, he will help us survive."

Speaking of this, the woman's breath became weaker and weaker.

The young man also had a premonition of something. He just cried, but couldn't say a word anymore.

At this time, there was a noise outside the house.

"The prince distributed food, but you took away our food and left only this little. How can I live like this? Master, you are not sent by the imperial court. How could you..."

At this point, the voice stopped suddenly.

Then there was only a scream, followed by several curses.

"You bunch of unscrupulous people know that we are here under the orders of the imperial court, so why don't you take it easy! You are opening your mouth and keeping silent to suppress the King of the North. Isn't he still above His Majesty!"

"Huh, whoever dares to say more, don't blame me for being rude!"

On the street, when the people heard this, they all looked sad, but they dared not speak out in anger.

Sighing, they could only choose to return home in silence.

-

Outside Hurong Pass, the sentry guard left behind by Qin Ze was holding a surge of anger in his heart and was riding his horse towards the grassland.

In fact, in today's Beiku Grassland, wherever Qin Ze sets foot, there are sentries monitoring every five miles along the road.

At this moment, one sentry after another is passing information to each other. They need to pass the information to Qin Ze immediately...

Time passed slowly, and it was just after noon.

The sound of iron hooves resounded on the grassland where the Beiyang tribe lived.

The Hu Ma soldiers on duty looked up and saw a large army galloping towards them on horseback not far away in a terrifying formation!

His eyes narrowed and he immediately blew the horn.

"Woo!"

The sound of the horn immediately made the quiet military camp agitated.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

In the big tent, Bei Yangmang woke up and rubbed his eyes in a daze. Before he could fully recover from his hangover, he heard the person next to his pillow screaming:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Oh no, there's an enemy attack!"

As soon as these words came out, Bei Yangmang was shocked, and his sleepiness immediately disappeared.

"what?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier ran in from outside the tent and shouted in panic:

"Your Majesty! King Zhenbei is coming with his army! They are coming very quickly!"

Bei Yangmang's eyelids twitched, he jumped up quickly, hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on, shouting:

"How many people? Where are they?"

The soldier quickly said: "We don't know the man and horse yet, but the distance is very close, only a few miles away!"

"Quick! Quick! Gather the troops!" Bei Yangmang hurriedly put on his shoes and hurried out of the tent.

As soon as they left the tent, they heard the sound of horns not far away.

The army was in chaos, with several generals running back and forth, gathering soldiers.

A general looked flustered and hurried over.

"Your Majesty, King Zhenbei's army is approaching fiercely. From a distance, it looks like there are quite a few of them, probably tens of thousands of people!"

When he heard that there were tens of thousands of people, Bei Yangmang's original panic eased.

But soon, his heart suddenly jumped, and a question lingered in his mind, making his heart suddenly rise.

"Tu Tianque has been gathering an army these days to fight to the death with King Zhenbei. Why did he come to me today?"

"Did he directly bypass Tu Tianque's army and choose to attack us?"

"Or... they have finished fighting? If they have finished fighting, can it be said..."

As soon as the latter thought came to mind, Bei Yang Mang felt a rush of cold air from the soles of his feet and went straight to Tianling Gai.

He shuddered violently.

It was obviously noon, but he suddenly felt a chill...