After returning to the capital, the eldest daughter saved her entire clan with her medical skills.

Outside the military tent, a blizzard raged, with large, fluffy snowflakes falling in abundance, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.

Xue Qing picked up the sword placed on the table and walked straight outside.

As soon as you step out of the military tent, the biting cold wind hits you like a sharp blade, making you shiver.

The cold wind howled, and the gale whipped up snowflakes that formed white whirlwinds that raged wildly across everything around them.

Snowflakes rained down on Xue Qing's face, instantly turning his originally jet-black eyebrows snow-white.

The land is covered in ice for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for tens of thousands of miles, giving it a majestic and grand feel.

However, Xue Qing had no interest in appreciating the snow scene. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten a full meal, and his stomach was rumbling.

"My lord."

The soldiers on duty noticed Xue Qing walking out of the tent and immediately straightened up, giving him a standard military salute.

"Um"

Xue Qing nodded slightly, holding the sniper's tool, standing on a high place, his eyes sharp as he carefully observed the distance.

He remembered that there was a wide river a hundred miles southwest of the camp, in a strategic location with a rapid current that never froze.

Very few people go there, because it is extremely dangerous and one could easily drown in the turbulent current.

But it was also the only place he could think of where he could get food.

The entire area within a hundred miles is now covered with a thick layer of snow.

Finding edible food is extremely difficult for them; even grass roots and tree bark, which they used to despise, are now rare.

They had just experienced a fierce battle. Although Xue's army narrowly defeated the Turks, the cost was extremely high.

Of the 100,000 soldiers, nearly half were killed or wounded and were recuperating in their tents. If the Turks launched another surprise attack, Xue's army would certainly not survive this time.

If the imperial court had distributed military rations on time in the past, he would have been confident that he could drive the southward-bound Turks back to the grasslands.

But now I no longer have that confidence.

If we don't find a way to find food, more and more soldiers and warhorses will starve to death.

Without hesitation, Xue Qing went straight to the stables. The stables, which used to be full of warhorses, were now mostly empty. Only a few warhorses were still alive, but they were all emaciated from hunger and stood there listlessly.

The hay in the manger had long been eaten up, and even the water had frozen into ice.

Xue Qing felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. He sighed softly, walked to the innermost part of the room, and gently stroked the thin and bony Zhui Feng, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

Zhuifeng was a birthday gift from his father. It had been eating and sleeping with him since childhood and was quite intelligent. Unfortunately, he was unable to support it and left it starving to the point of being skin and bones.

As if sensing its master's low spirits, Zhuifeng affectionately lowered its head and nuzzled his palm, making a hissing sound.

Xue Qing leaped onto the horse's back, pulled on the reins, and galloped away like a sharp sword.

"Where are you going, my lord? I will go with you."

"My subordinates are the same."

Xue Da and Xue Er were Xue Qing's bodyguards since childhood. Even when Xue Qing joined the army, the two of them followed him to the battlefield and fought bravely against the enemy.

They were extremely loyal to him, and when they saw Xue Qing riding away on his steed, they immediately followed.

"Go and get the big net, and come with me to the Crescent Moon River."

After saying that, Xue Qing rode his Chasing Wind and galloped away.

Snowflakes danced in the air as a man and a horse galloped through the blizzard, gradually disappearing from sight.

What are you going to do with the big net at Crescent Moon River?

"Oh no! Could it be that Master is thinking of doing something rash? The Crescent River is swift and dangerous; a slight misstep could lead to drowning. Quickly, stop Master!"

Xue Da and Xue Er exchanged a glance, their faces turning pale with fright, and quickly chased after them.

Xue Er's eyes darted around, and he quickly ran towards the military tent.

Unlike his elder brother, he wasn't so stubborn. Since their master had ordered them to take large nets to the Crescent Moon River, he must have intended to try and catch fish to temporarily alleviate the army's food shortage.

Even though the Crescent River was dangerous, there was still a glimmer of hope. But if they sat and waited for death without doing anything, all that awaited them was death.

"Xu..."

Xue Qing tightened the reins, leaped off the horse, and landed steadily on the rocks on the shore.

The Crescent Moon River is a turbulent and dangerous river with a treacherous terrain.

The raging river crashed against the rocks on both banks, creating a deafening roar. The surging waves splashed up white spray, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world.

Xue Qing hung his sword on the saddle and reached out to stroke Zhui Feng's head, as if saying goodbye.

The horse, Zhuifeng, sensed that its master was about to do something dangerous and became very anxious. It kept pawing the ground with its hooves, making a clattering sound, as if trying to persuade its master to stay.

"My lord! Don't be so pessimistic. The general and the deputy general are very lucky and will definitely be alright. The imperial court will be allocating grain soon. Let's wait a little longer; there might be hope."

Xue Da chased after Xue Qing, and seeing his master's resolute back, he thought he was going to jump into the river. He rushed over and grabbed his legs tightly, pleading with him.

"Master, if you leave, how will our Xue family army cope? You must think this through carefully."

Xue Da was honest and simple, but he could accurately grasp what Xue Qing cared about. He knew that Xue Qing couldn't let go of the 100,000 Xue family soldiers, and by using this as leverage, he could surely wake up his master.

Xue Qing stiffened and kicked Xue Da away, saying, "Get out of the way. I'm going to catch fish. Hurry up and bring me the big net."

"I see. I'll go back and get the net right away."

Before Xue Da could even wipe the anxious look off his face, he was kicked, followed by a burst of joy.

It turns out he misunderstood his master. This was the same upright and fearless master he knew before.

"Master...Master, the net has been brought."

Xue Er rode up from behind on a skinny warhorse, dragging a heavy net in his hand.

Xue Qing ignored Xue Da's bewildered expression and walked straight towards the shore.

The Crescent Moon River is treacherous with its rapid currents; a slight misstep could lead to drowning.

But he can't worry about that now; he has to take a gamble to find a glimmer of hope.

Xue Ershou held a huge net in his hand and cast it into the rushing river with all his might.

A moment later, with a sudden pull, he was caught off guard and dragged by the heavy net into the rushing river.

Xue Qing acted quickly and pulled the person back.

He took the large net from Xue's hands; it was so heavy that it was difficult to pull.

A surprised smile spread across his face; there was something in the net.

A dazzling light flashed in his dark eyes, but it vanished in an instant. A smile played on his lips as he tried with all his might to drag the giant net out.

Xue Da and Xue Er rushed forward to help, and Zhui Feng also used his teeth to bite the edge of the giant net, helping his master pull the giant net to the shore.

With the combined efforts of three men and one horse, and with the strength of two tigers and nine oxen, they dragged the fishing net out of the river. Xue Qing couldn't wait to open the giant net and pour out everything inside.