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Chen Sanshi calculated.

The reason why the enemy has stopped attacking the city recently is very likely that they are also facing the same situation.

……

The central command tent of the pacification army.

"The food supplies have run out."

Cao Rong paced back and forth anxiously.

Dao Xuan Sanren said with a worried expression, "What should we do if things continue like this?"

"Yes."

Li He put his hands behind his back and said, "We have the ability to fast and won't go hungry, but these ordinary people under my command can't. Recently, they can only eat one meal a day, and they've started to complain."

"Fellow Daoist Dao Xuan."

Ling Yun asked, "It has been more than four months since we arrived at Chunqiu Prefecture. Has your formation not been prepared yet?"

"The formation is ready, but the problem is..."

Dao Xuan Sanren said, "The Eight Gates Golden Lock Immortal Trapping Formation can only unleash its true power when it is on the ground and relies on the military formation. Chen Sanshi refuses to leave the city no matter what, and I have no way to help him unless the four of us join forces again to see if we can find a way to lure him out."

"Absolutely not!"

Ling Yun immediately rejected the suggestion: "Over the past eighty days, each time we have suppressed Chen Sanshi, he has reduced his pressure by one point. Last time, during the siege, he was almost at the same disadvantage. At this rate of improvement, I'm afraid the four of us are no longer his match!"

"He didn't come looking for us, probably because he was wary of the 'Eight Gates Golden Lock Immortal Trapping Formation.' If we went there rashly at this time, we might not be able to return."

"Humph!"

Li He was furious and so anxious that he was almost jumping up and down: "In our Tianshui Continent, there is a saying: 'Better to deceive an old man with white hair than a poor young man.' Once you make an enemy of a young person, you must not be complacent just because he is a junior. Especially for young people with good talent, you must crush them with your cultivation level before they grow up, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"This Chen Sanshi."

"I have advised Brother Cao's father many times to kill him as soon as possible to avoid trouble, but he just wouldn't listen. Now, unless a Foundation Establishment cultivator comes, no one can do anything to him!"

In Tianshui Island.

There have been examples of this before.

A genius boy with a unique, heavenly-grade spiritual root forms a feud with a grandson of an elder from a powerful sect.

This elder, a dignified Golden Core cultivator, actually traveled 100,000 li to personally kill the boy who was only at the second level of Qi Refining, then crushed his bones to ashes and even spared his soul.

Many people ridiculed this elder for bullying the younger generation.

But the elder merely chuckled and calmly said, "I saved the sect from utter ruin!"

At the time, many people didn't take it seriously, but little did they know that a similar thing would happen to another sect in less than two hundred years.

It was also a feud between juniors, but the elders of the upper sect did not get involved. They accidentally let the boy escape, and as a result, the boy cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage in just two hundred years and returned to destroy the once-powerful Falling Snow Sect.

therefore.

In Li He's view, the Golden Core elder's approach was the correct one.

If we had let him kill the White Robe in the first place, we wouldn't be in this predicament today!

"..."

Cao Rong closed his eyes.

Only he knew in his heart that things were not so simple.

The white robe was hidden too well.

His father also needed him to take control of the Mangshan ancestral vein.

Moreover, if we're talking about hatred, he hated this colleague the most.

The group discussed countermeasures.

Dao Xuan Sanren took out a Bigu Pill and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in his mind: "I have a plan. Perhaps we can create chaos in Hongdu Prefecture and force Chen Sanshi to flee in panic!"

……

Hongdu Prefecture.

Where did the food come from?

Chen Sanshi asked the question quietly and calmly.

"Commander..."

Zhao Wuji had lost a lot of weight and was wolfing down a large pancake on the ground. Hearing the sound, he almost choked to death. He quickly swallowed the pancake and said, "General, I bought it!"

"I...I really did buy it!"

He pointed into the city and explained in a flustered tone, "There was absolutely no robbery or forced sale. This one pancake cost me a full ten taels of silver. If you don't believe me, General, you can go and ask that family. They will definitely not say a bad word about me!"

Ten taels of silver for one pancake.

This price is not outrageous.

because……

Hongdu Prefecture was already suffering from famine.

Even if ordinary people have food at home, it's barely enough to keep them from starving.

In this situation, food is more precious than gold.

"Don't buy it again in the future."

Chen Sanshi sent Wang Li to inquire whether it was true, and at the same time gave a reminder.

Subjectively, perhaps Zao Wou-Ki did not force anyone.

Objectively speaking, not necessarily.

Just imagine.

While a war rages outside, you hide at home day and night. Suddenly, a martial saint covered in blood, carrying a knife, comes to your door, puts ten taels of silver in your hand, and says, "Fellow villager, can you sell me a pancake?"

In this situation, they probably wouldn't dare not sell.

Nowadays, the people in the city keep their doors and windows tightly closed and dare not show their faces, just in case the starving Northern Liang army steals their food.

When people are full and hungry, they are completely different beings.

However, the Northern Liang army must not take even a penny from the people; this has always been an ironclad rule.

Even if it means starving to death!

We must not take away a single grain of food from the people.

"Commander."

Zhao Wuji said cautiously, "I've only eaten this one pancake in the last three days, and I'm really starving. Commander, don't you have some fasting pills? Could you give me one so I can have the strength to continue fighting the enemy?"

"I have fasting pills, but I can't give them to you."

Chen Sanshi refused.

The six thousand brothers in the city are all starving. The vast majority of them are low-level soldiers who cannot afford to take fasting pills. Only Feng Yong and others, who have recently broken through to the Xuanxiang level, can endure being alone.

However, they absolutely cannot be treated differently.

He didn't give any to the military officers, and he didn't eat a single one himself either.

If a commander-in-chief can't even share the most basic hardships, how can he expect his men to fight alongside him?!

"Listen up, brothers of the Northern Liang army in the city!"

at this time.

A sound suddenly rang out from outside the city.

The deputy general of the pacification army rode a thin warhorse to the city gate and shouted loudly, "I know you have run out of food!"

"Since defeat is inevitable!"

"What are you still insisting on? Chen Sanshi will not die with you!"

"He also cultivates immortal techniques, so he must have 'Bigu Pills' in his possession. If you eat one, you won't feel hungry for half a month!"

"His Highness the Ninth Prince has spoken!"

"As long as you open the gates and surrender, not only will we forgive your past transgressions, but we will also provide you with food!"

"But if you remain stubborn, even if we stop attacking the city, it won't be long before you starve to death inside!"

"After you die, that Chen fellow will walk away and no one will remember you!"