The border army still had two months of military provisions.
General Fan, without any reservations, took out all the provisions, instructing the kitchen to make porridge and steamed buns. The porridge was thick, chopsticks could stand in it without falling. The multigrain buns were soft, warm, and plentiful enough to fill one's stomach.
After working until midnight, the returning Da Liang citizens finally had a full meal.
Someone started to cry again: "Sob, I really didn't expect we'd have a day to return alive... Hiccup!"
Bursting into tears while hiccupping.
"Our homes are all destroyed, where can we go from here?" This was a person from Peng City, whose entire family was killed, leaving him alone. A robust man, he had been a slave on the grassland for years, now as thin as a stick, tears streaming down his face, presenting a heartbreaking sight.
