In a chaotic world of infrastructure development, a woman's path to survival after being reborn

This battle concerns the fate of Lingcheng. Whether they win or lose is very important. Su Li and all the people of Lingnan know this, but no one dares to say it out loud at the moment. They just silently do what they are doing.

At the border between the south and the north, besides 100,000 enemy troops, there are also tens of thousands of refugees, all of whom are watching the border with predatory eyes.

Zhao Zexuan had already brought his men to garrison the city, and now he was standing on the city wall with his men, silently watching everything.

Wang Zong, standing behind him and also looking at the people below the city wall, frowned and said, "General, they are using a trick to incite public anger. They want to surrender to the south without losing a single soldier."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zexuan looked down at the refugees below the city wall, who were filled with bewilderment and resentment. After a moment of silence, he said, "They certainly have a good plan."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached. Everyone turned around and saw Mo Bei leading his men in a rush.

Seeing this, Zhao Zexuan frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Upon hearing Zhao Zexuan's question, Mo Bei quickly replied, "According to the scouts, more and more refugees are heading towards the border, which is putting us at a disadvantage."

Having anticipated this situation, Zhao Zexuan asked, "Have you found out anything? What are the enemy's next plans? What's their next move?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Bei said, "They are strange. They just stopped at the border and did not take any action. I think these people plan to use the refugees to launch a preemptive attack."

Based on the current situation, everyone present had guessed this, and their expressions were all grim.

The refugees' emotions grew more and more volatile each day, and sooner or later they would launch a mass attack on the city, which would exactly what those people wanted.

If they were facing enemy troops, the generals could fight at will, but they were facing civilians who were powerless to even kill a chicken. Unless the civilians did something excessive, the soldiers would not turn their swords on them.

It is precisely because of this consideration that the situation remains deadlocked.

Mo Bei realized this, which is why he asked in a somewhat urgent tone, "General, according to their plan, what should we do next?"

Hearing this, Wang Zong spoke with a grave tone: "General, are we to let them do as they please? Given the current situation, more and more refugees are gathering at the border, and a mass attack on the city is only a matter of time."

Listening to his subordinates' comments, Zhao Zexuan remained silent, his gaze fixed on the trembling refugees below the city wall.

"These people cannot be easily dealt with. If we do, we will lose the support of the people first, which will be extremely detrimental to our future development," Zhao Zexuan said solemnly.

Mo Bei and Wang Zong both understood this, but the situation was urgent, and they would be forced to act even if they didn't.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment. After a long while, Zhao Zexuan continued, "I remember there are secret passages at both ends of this border. You two should each lead a team to the rear and secretly reassure the refugees."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zong and Mo Bei's eyes lit up simultaneously, and they immediately said, "General, you intend to turn these refugees against their will, but to do so, you must offer them something that is attractive enough, such as food. But can we provide that much food right now?"