Female special forces soldiers in ancient times

Chapter 313 You're running low on supplies, aren't you?

"Master, the dead of winter is almost here. The calamities of this year should be over by now, right?"

At the foot of a high mountain outside the capital, a master and his apprentice were warming themselves by a fire in a cave.

The young apprentice glanced occasionally at the night outside.

He glanced at the fire in front of him every now and then.

Faced with his apprentice's questioning, the fortune teller remained unmoved.

He remained calm, his arms outstretched, constantly seeking warmth from the fire in front of him.

After a long while, the master let out a cold laugh.

"Hmph! Do you think it's that easy? This is just the beginning!"

"Huh? What? Isn't this chaotic enough, Master?"

The young apprentice was so excited he almost stood up.

"Master, you know that from the second half of this year onwards..."

Border conflicts were rampant, and local governments colluded with bandits and outlaws.

How many families were torn apart and how many civilians were displaced?

As he said this, he glanced at his master's expression.

But the fortune teller remained calm and smiled without saying a word.

"Master, my fellow villagers in Great Xia have always lived in dire straits."

Could it be..."

"What problem does your constant nagging solve?"

I've warned you countless times: "A light touch will lead to a loss of foundation; impetuosity will lead to a loss of self-control."

Before his young apprentice could finish speaking, the fortune teller began to reprimand him.

Just as the apprentice was about to say something, the fortune teller suddenly stood up.

He ran out of the cave and stood steadily on the boulder outside.

He stared at the sky with a serious expression.

At this moment, the night sky was dotted with stars, and all was quiet except for the faint sound of the wind in the distance.

The fortune teller looked up at the sky, his gaze wandering across the vast starry expanse.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly, the fortune teller's expression changed drastically; his previously calm and composed face...

My heart was instantly filled with fear and anxiety.

His eyes were wide open, fixed intently on a certain area of ​​the sky.

It was as if a thrilling battle was taking place there.

"Well, it's finally here."

The fortune teller muttered to himself, his voice filled with helplessness.

Seeing this, the apprentice hurriedly followed, looking in the direction his master was looking.

But all I saw was a dazzling starry sky, nothing unusual.

"Master, what did you see?" the disciple asked anxiously.

The fortune teller slowly turned around, looking at his apprentice with a look of melancholy in his eyes:

"Look, the constellation representing the Queen in that starry sky is teetering on the brink of collapse."

It seemed poised to be replaced by other zodiac signs; this has finally come to pass.

"What?" Upon hearing this, the apprentice couldn't help but gasp.

The Empress is the mother of the nation, a model of virtue for all.

Her fate was inextricably linked to the rise and fall of the nation.

Now, the zodiac sign representing her is showing such an ominous sign.

What this means is self-evident.

"Master, this... could it be that Li Tingting..."

The apprentice dared not say any more, his heart filled with resentment.

The fortune teller nodded solemnly: "How could the celestial signs be false?"

Now, with border conflicts and bandits causing trouble domestically, the situation is dire.

The situation was already volatile.

If anything were to happen to the Empress, the entire empire of Great Xia would be lost…

......

A cold wind howled all night, and as the sun rose, the surrounding grass was covered in dew.

In the central command tent of the Great Xia army camp, Ma Liangyu paced back and forth early in the morning.

"What's going on? Why are the imperial rations and pay so late?"

In wartime, the most taboo issue between two armies is always the issue of food and supplies.

He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, glancing at the officers around him.

"How many more days can our army's food supplies last?"

"Reporting to the general, we can barely hold on for about seven more days."

When the quartermaster saw Ma Liangyu asking a question, he quickly answered truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Ma Liangyu frowned, his gaze sweeping over the solemn-looking generals inside the tent.

He began, "Gentlemen, the matter of provisions is urgent. Let's all share our thoughts."

A general quickly clasped his hands and said, "General,"

We should immediately send people to the surrounding prefectures to inquire why the provisions have not yet arrived.

Perhaps there were obstacles along the way, rather than the state government intentionally delaying things.

Ma Liangyu nodded. "Yes, then send a capable person immediately."

Carrying my handwritten letter, I traveled to the surrounding prefectures and cities.

Make sure to find out the reason and urge them to deliver the supplies as soon as possible.

Immediately afterwards, another general suggested: "General, we need to send someone back to the court to urge them to provide grain."

It would be best to inform the Empress about this matter, regarding the war supplies and provisions at the front.

Morale among the troops is low, and the situation is worrying.

Ma Liangyu's expression was serious. "Very well, then let's choose a messenger who can travel at top speed."

He rushed back to the palace day and night, determined to report the general's predicament truthfully.

After the arrangements were made, the messenger and the person urging the grain set off quickly.

Seeing this, Ma Liangyu's worries remained undiminished.

He continued pacing back and forth in the tent, extremely anxious.

At this moment, Liu Xun stepped forward and said, "General, the supplies have not yet arrived."

Why don't we send troops to raid the enemy's supplies? It might solve our immediate problem."

Ma Liangyu waved his hand and slowly shook his head.

“The enemy’s supply camps must be heavily guarded, making it extremely risky to raid their supplies.”

Moreover, the enemy camp of the Great Zhou is surrounded by heavily fortified terrain, so rash action would be risky.

They are highly likely to fall into an enemy ambush.

This would make it easier for Su Zheng to learn that our army is short of food; this plan is not advisable.

Just as everyone fell into deep thought again, a scout rushed into the tent.

Kneeling on one knee: "General, something terrible has happened! We've just received news..."

The Great Zhou rebel army is preparing to launch a large-scale mobilization.

It seems they are attempting a three-pronged attack on Pinghu, Pingfeng, and Pingjiang!

Ma Liangyu felt a chill run down her spine, took a deep breath, and quickly calmed herself down.

"Order the entire army to strengthen vigilance and build defensive fortifications."

No matter when the supplies arrive, we must hold our ground!

The generals inside the tents accepted the order and quickly left to prepare for battle.

Ma Liangyu watched their retreating figures, pondering to himself.

We must devise a solution as soon as possible, otherwise, starting now...

They will find themselves in an extremely difficult situation.

"Hmph! Su Zheng, you certainly know how to pick your timing!"

Ma Liangyu glanced at the busy figures of his soldiers outside the tent and cursed inwardly.

Liu Xun, along with Cao Meng and Zhang Zhi, rode swiftly to the front lines.

They climbed to the top of a towering mountain and gazed into the distance.

The enemy forces of the Great Zhou were seen gathering at the foot of the mountain.

These enemy troops appeared to be a large force, but upon closer inspection, many of them seemed to be acting perfunctorily.

His eyes were full of cunning, clearly he was bluffing.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of enemy soldiers ran to the front of the formation and began to shout insults and mock.

The leading enemy general was a burly man with a full beard.

He shouted in a hoarse, broken voice, "Brothers, your supplies are running low, aren't they?"

Stop struggling and surrender!

The Great Zhou and the Great Xia were originally one family, so why fight to the death?

It's not worth risking your life for your corrupt and decadent court! Haha.

The surrounding enemy soldiers also burst into laughter, chiming in with their own comments:

"Yes, how long can you hold out with that little bit of food?"

Why not surrender now and then we can all enjoy a life of luxury together!

The taunts from the enemy forces of the Great Zhou grew louder and louder, surging in like a tide.

Liu Xun was so angry that his face turned ashen, and his eyes seemed to spit fire.

Both hands were clenched into fists, and the knuckles turned white.

His personal guards were equally enraged and volunteered to fight.

"General Liu, give the order! Let's charge down and teach these arrogant bastards a lesson!"

Liu Xun, barely suppressing his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, calm down."

Don't fall for their wicked scheme!

One day, we will make these bandits of the Great Zhou pay the price.