Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

It was really thanks to the second prince's precautions that he spared the lives of the captured Daxia soldiers. When they were exchanged, they had to explain to their brothers how difficult it was for the Third Highness of Daxia.

However, what they didn't know was that at this moment in Jihu's camp, the second prince had no intention of giving them such a "future".

"The prince means not to change people?"

"Not only will they not be replaced," the second prince showed a cruel smile, "I will also send them more people."

"Are the eldest brother and the third child still jumping around?"

The military advisor quickly reacted: "The prince is saying..."

The second prince licked his lips, his eagle-like eyes full of sharpness: "Daxia is short of food, but in order to get back the soldiers we captured, we have to give the food to the prisoners. Listen to it, how interesting it is."

"If they are unwilling to take good care of the prisoners, we will say that His Highness Daxia is cold-blooded and ruthless, and will not save the soldiers who work for them. Let's see who will recognize him as a general in the future."

"If they really take good care of the prisoners, I don't believe that those soldiers are really willing to starve themselves. Besides, how can soldiers who don't have enough to eat be the opponents of our ferocious warriors? Over and over again, the Third Highness can't do anything right. In battle, the fierce tiger will win."

The military advisor was a little worried: "But I heard that Daxia's next batch of food is already on the way, and the quantity is quite large. Then they don't have to worry about not having enough to eat."

The second prince turned around and gave him a meaningful look: "Don't worry, there is no such possibility."

In Daxia City, the lieutenants were indeed worried about food.

"How long will it take for His Royal Highness to arrive?"

No one could answer this question. Rong Yan pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Reduce the food of the fierce barbarian by half." As long as he doesn't starve to death.

Jihu did not respond to Daxia's request for prisoner exchange. Instead, he launched several more attacks. Daxia tried his best to show them something. Even though his stomach was growling, he was stunned by this time. Returned with a great victory.

When the battle report reaches the capital, His Majesty the Emperor may be delighted, but at this moment, Rong Yan cannot smile.

Lieutenant General Xiong and others were puzzled: "Your Highness, we have won many victories and captured so many prisoners. Why don't you look very happy?"

Rong Yan swallowed the hard steamed buns in his mouth - because there was really not enough food: "Arrange a team of people to go hunting, and then go to the nearby area to find wild vegetables and... wild grasses and the like, and make traps with soaked dried vegetables. steamed stuffed bun."

He hesitated for a while and then said: "The dough is mixed with half of the chaff." At least he was full.

These are all makeshift measures. If the prince doesn't come, even if they make do, they can only last for five days at most.

At this time, at the camp halfway through the march, His Highness the Prince, who was serving steaming white rice and dried meat, put down the bowl and chopsticks with disgust on his face. He was born noble, he is the prince, and he is also the person who has been supported by the entire Yan family since he was a child. Everything used is precious and cherished. Where has such "crude food" been used?

The staff asked: "Your Highness, when shall we set off?"

The prince threw away the bowl and chopsticks and picked up a snack that could be regarded as a luxury during the march: "If I show up now, they will only think that it is natural for me to send food, but if I show up again after they can't survive..."

They will regard themselves as saviors.

Now that he is here, he naturally wants to maximize the benefits of his trip. He wants the rough guys in the military camp to be grateful to him and bow their heads.

But he never thought that if the border was lost because of his deliberate delay, what terrible and irreversible things would happen next.

The soldiers at the border passed through another two difficult days. From the ordinary soldiers to the soldiers and the leader Rong Yan, their faces were all sallow and their steps were weak. Even the fierce men captured in the prisoner camp were also They were already taking in less air and outgoing more air, leaving only the strength left to lie down and linger.

At this juncture, Rong Yan had a special status and could have done something small, but he insisted on eating and sleeping with the soldiers and was determined not to do anything special.

The soldiers were so moved that they also completely changed their views on the pampered Prince, who seemed to have tender skin and tender flesh, and developed sincere admiration and trust.

People fell down one after another in the military camp. However, the army not only lacked food, but also lacked medicine. The life and death of the wounded and patients could only be left to fate.

Today, the young soldier who came to deliver meals to the injured area was swaying, his eyes were clearly turning green, but he still put down the steamed buns cut into small pieces: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat quickly."

But the wounded people also looked away: "It's a waste for us to eat, but you, after eating, you can kill a few more vicious turtles and grandsons."

The soldiers' eyes turned red when they heard this: "What nonsense, what is waste! How can you heal your wounds if you don't eat? I'm still waiting for you to kill Hu Guisun together! Eat quickly!"

Both sides pushed back and forth, no one had any strength, but neither was too determined to be shaken.

At this moment, a scent that made people salivate and make people salivate wafted over. Everyone's first reaction was that the vicious little guy was up to something again! The anger made them find the strength to stand up, but when they rushed out angrily, they found out that the smell came from behind them?

When Rong Yan was told that someone was asking for a meeting outside the garrison camp and cooking on the spot, he was speechless: "Cooking on the spot outside the camp? Why?" Provocation?

The person who came to report scratched his head: "It seems that the people who came said they were delivering food to us. Everyone thought where in the world could such a good thing come from? It must be a scam set up by that ruthless man, so they were not allowed to come in. That person He also said that he knew you, but everyone didn’t believe it even more, and then..."

Rong Yan suddenly remembered that Xiaoxiao’s letter was many days late.

He only felt that his head was buzzing, and some incredible thoughts were about to come into being, but his steps were not as fast as a man who had been hungry for many days. The messenger followed him, walking quickly and then having to trot to keep up.

Yun'er, who was following Rong Yan, had already smelled an unlikely possibility from the aroma of the food.

The two quickly left the others far behind and strode outside the military camp first.

Several iron stoves with a somewhat familiar shape are emitting smoke and sweet fragrance. There are strong men holding their arms and fierce eyes on the outside. In the middle, petite figures are scurrying around like little butterflies. Look at the temperature of this stove. , look at the heat of that stove, it’s so busy.

Rong Yan recognized the strong men and greeted them, but he didn't know what to do with the man in the middle.

Probably feeling that it was almost done, she put on homemade insulated gloves and took out a plate of cookies.

At this moment, someone said something to her, and she ouched and her hands shook as if she had been burned.