Just one pregnancy and four babies, but the prince actually pledged his love to her

The people living on the border are already very poor. Just keeping their families alive takes all their strength, so how could they have extra food to support them?

Even if they no longer wanted to take a single needle or thread from the people, the facts did not allow them to be noble. After all, in addition to Beiling City, the entire northern border needed them to guard and prevent the iron cavalry of the Northern Desert from setting foot into the Great Zhou.

But the reality is that the entire 300,000-strong army has no food to eat, and without the help of the people, they will starve to death.

But even if they accepted the food sent by the people, they did not dare to eat their fill. They only ate three-quarters full every day to barely survive.

When the soldiers are hungry, they have no energy to train, let alone open the city gates to meet the enemy.

Once they fight against the Northern Desert Army, they will definitely be the losing side. Perhaps the 300,000-strong army will fall under the Northern Desert Iron Cavalry.

This is not what they want to see, although they have known since the first day they joined the army that swords are ruthless on the battlefield and they may lose their lives at any time.

But how could they be willing to accept the current situation? How could they be willing to be defeated by the Northern Desert Army?

You have to know that they are a group of fierce and powerful troops led by the King of Chen himself. In the past, Bei Mo would flee when they heard of the reputation of their northern garrison.

But now, facing the insults from Beimo, they have no power to fight back and can only close the city gates. They dare not even say a word in return, for fear of angering the Beimo army. If they really don't care, it will be too late for Cang Gong and others to regret it.

It's just that this kind of frustration has reached its peak today, and I really can't bear it anymore.

It is true that everyone would have emotions, and no one would be able to stand being scolded with all kinds of nasty words for ten days, let alone these rough guys. It is already good enough that they can hold on for ten days.

Xie Qichen looked at the deputy generals in the camp. He knew that what Zhao Meng said was true, but he did not dare to open the city gate to fight.

Now he only hoped that the secret report had been delivered to Prince Chen, and that Prince Chen could deliver the food and grass in time.

But he also knew how slim this hope was, because he knew that Prince Chen was resettling refugees in Qingshan Prefecture, but he didn't know what method Prince Chen would use to resettle hundreds of thousands of Nanos.

But he knew that while the King of Chen was dealing with hundreds of thousands of refugees, he also obtained a large number of cotton-padded clothes, quilts and food, so that the troops stationed in the northern border would no longer go hungry or suffer from the cold.

But all these were destroyed in an avalanche, buried in the heavy snow. He was very upset, wondering why he didn't ask people to pay attention to whether there would be an avalanche in time. But now it was too late to say anything, the only thing he could do was to try to find a way to remedy the situation.

Even though he came from a good family, had read many books of sages and military books, had a lot of experience, and had been stationed in Beiling for many years, he still didn't know how to deal with the current situation in Beiling City.

Another point is that he knew clearly in his heart that even if Prince Chen already knew about the situation in Beiling City and had raised food and fodder for an army of 300,000, transporting it here would be difficult, if not impossible.

Thinking of the imperial edict that the Emperor had issued to Prince Chen, he originally thought that as long as Prince Chen could complete the task of resettling the disaster victims this time, he would be able to become the Crown Prince smoothly and put an end to the ideas of the First Prince and the Second Prince's party.

However, they did not expect that a natural disaster would destroy the most important bargaining chip in the hands of Prince Chen. Could it be that God really did not want to give Prince Chen a way to survive? Then, would those who followed Prince Chen have any chance to survive after he lost power?

Xie Qichen sat in the main seat of the tent, thinking quickly about countermeasures. Sun Miao, another deputy general in charge of logistics in the tent, said, "General, the food we have can only last for three days at most."

As soon as Sun Miao said this, the deputy generals who were discussing whether to start a war suddenly stopped and turned their eyes to Xie Qichen.

Xie Qichen looked at everyone's expectant eyes and rubbed his temples. He didn't have any good ideas about food.

“Are we buying the food sent by the people in the city at normal prices?”

"General, don't worry. We have always remembered this and will not take advantage of the people. We offer high prices, but many people are unwilling to take money. They say that we have worked hard enough to defend our country. Now is the most difficult time for the army. They are very happy to be able to help. How can they ask for money?"

"But we also told the people about the prince's military management philosophy. The people were very moved and received silver according to the amount of grain. But even if the people are willing to sell us grain, the amount of grain they can buy is still limited."

The meaning of Sun Miao's words was very clear, that is, the people of Beiling City were willing to give out food for the sake of justice, but the food in their hands was limited. If they took out a part of it and sold it to the army now, it would mean that the people would have to tighten their belts in the next few months and live a harder life than before, in order to have a chance to survive until next spring.

"Then send soldiers to buy food from farther places."

After Xie Qichen said this, the atmosphere in the entire tent became strange. Everyone stopped talking and looked at Xie Qichen straight.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem? This is a special period. We have to use some conventional methods and let the soldiers go to the homes of the people far away to buy food. There is no other way."

"General, I have already implemented the method you mentioned. If it doesn't work, you know it has snowed for so many days, and the snow is as high as a person in some places, otherwise there would be no avalanche. Although it is not snowing much now, looking out from Beiling, it is all white. You can't even see the road. Where can you buy food?"

Xie Qichen also knew that what Sun Miao said was true. After so many days of blizzards, the northern border was indeed covered with white snow. If people went out at this time, they would definitely get lost. It could be said that as many soldiers as were sent out would be lost.

But even though he knew this, he was unwilling to accept it. He couldn't just watch 300,000 soldiers starve to death.

He was not afraid of life or death, but there were still many young men in the military camp who had not even gotten married, and their best years were wasted. There were also many soldiers who had reached the age of retirement, saying that they wanted to go back and buy a few acres of land, marry a wife, and live an ordinary life. Some soldiers also wanted to be filial to their parents.

There was also his good brother Li Mingfei who had saved his life. He had promised him that he would be able to go home to visit his family after a while, but after he lost his life, all of this could no longer be realized.

No, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, he had to think of a way.

But at this time he was also somewhat fortunate, fortunately he had sent his wife and son back to Beijing. If he encountered an accident, he believed that the mansion would take good care of them and ensure that Mingxuan and his wife would have no worries about food and clothing.