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In the northern camp, these past few days have felt like a festival.

The kitchen was busy from morning till night, with the sounds of knives and cleavers never ceasing.

Xiao Fang ordered his men to select the best sheep from the stolen ones and slaughter them.

The sheepskins were skinned and used to make coats for each camp, and the fattest mutton was selected and frozen.

He only called Mingrui over when the frozen meat was as hard as a rock.

"Select about a hundred suitable people and prepare about a hundred vehicles."

Choose the best cuts of beef shank, fatty mutton, and horse meat.

We haven't taken the food from Nanyue and Xirong yet. The soldiers need to eat, so we'll go get it later.

These frozen meats were sent back to the capital to the Emperor and Empress.

Also, send a copy to the Qin family and to my mother-in-law's family.

Dress generously, don't be stingy.

Mingrui agreed and that very night he led his men to load the goods onto the truck.

Truckloads of frozen meat were neatly stacked and then covered with thick cloths.

The next day, before dawn, Mingrui led the convoy to set off.

A hundred or so large trucks formed a long line on the snowy road.

The meat on the truck was frozen solid, and the tarpaulin covering it was sticking out of shape.

When passersby saw this, they couldn't help but gossip about it.

"Did this truckload of frozen goods come back from the north?"

"I heard it was meat sent to the capital by the Loyal and Brave Prince!"

"Where did all this meat come from?"

"I just inquired and they said that the Loyal and Brave King seized it from the Northern Hu."

"Really? Even the Northern Hu can be robbed by us one day!"

"That's strange! It's always the Northern Hu who steal from us! King Zhongyong is truly a god!"

The news, like the wind, reached the capital city first.

When Mingrui arrived in the capital, the city gates were already crowded with people.

When the city guards saw the chariots coming in a long line, they quickly cleared a path.

Some people pointed at the meat truck behind and shouted.

"How much meat is that! Enough to feed so many people!"

"I heard the northern border won a great victory; these are the cattle and sheep the prince seized from the northern barbarians!"

"Stealing the cattle and sheep of the Northern Hu? Isn't that taking away their very lifeline?"

"Serves them right! Let them raid the pass every year!"

The convoy passed through the long street.

A gust of wind blew, lifting a corner of the cloth to reveal chunks of meat frozen white underneath.

Someone swallowed hard.

"This meat is really fatty."

"Yes, it smells delicious to me."

Upon hearing the news, an old minister came out and stood on the second floor of the restaurant for a long time, stamping his feet repeatedly.

"Excellent! Excellent! In all these years since the founding of the Great Liang Dynasty, only the Northern Hu have tried to rob us; no one has ever managed to rob them!"

"This Loyal and Brave King is the first! The very first!"

Mingrui didn't linger and carried the items all the way into the palace.

The new emperor had just finished approving the memorial when he heard that meat had been delivered from the north, and he was taken aback at first.

When he saw the number on the list, he suddenly smiled.

"That kid."

When other countries are fighting, the imperial court has to supply them with provisions.

Instead of replenishing his supplies, he sent meat back home.

The Empress's belly was already showing, and she was also invited out to look at the list.

"Is this for me?"

Long Yuanqi nodded.

"Xiao Fang wrote in his letter that since you are pregnant, he would give you some nourishing food."

He also prepared some for his mother-in-law and the Qin family.

The Empress gently stroked her belly, a smile in her eyes.

"This time, I'm fortunate to have eaten fresh beef and mutton from the Northern Barbarians, thanks to the King of Loyalty and Bravery."

Long Yuanqi stared at the long string of numbers on the list for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged him."

"With him here, the main beam will be stable."

Inside the tent of the Northern Hu king, the charcoal fire had almost burned out.

It was cold and stuffy inside the tent.

The Northern Hu King, wrapped in an old cloak, sat crookedly on his throne, his eyes dark and swollen.

For the past two weeks, he has barely slept through the night.

The looted grain is gone.

Fengcheng is gone too.

150,000 soldiers perished in Daliang before they could even make a sound.

Now, even the remaining tribes are running out of food.

One of the leaders whispered a suggestion.

"Your Majesty, Nanyue and Xirong are now allies with us."

Send someone over to borrow some cattle, sheep, and fodder.

We are allies with them; they can't just watch us starve.

The Northern Hu King didn't speak, he just waved his hand.

The envoy then went with his men.

A few days later, he returned looking disheveled.

"Your Majesty, the Southern Yue will not allow us to enter the camp."

The Western Rong only allowed us to speak for a few minutes outside before sending us back.

They said that we Northern Hu people now have neither soldiers nor food, and are no longer qualified to form an alliance with them.

Now they want to take their food too? This is like sucking their blood!

They also said... that the fact that they didn't stab us in the back was already a sign of goodwill.

Upon hearing this, the Northern Hu King's face turned completely purple.

"You bastard!"

He grabbed his most beloved wolf-head wine cup from the table and smashed it on the ground.

"Two small countries that were once only fit to lead my horse! How dare you humiliate me like this!"

When I led my troops south, their royal tent was filled with kneeling people! They didn't even dare to raise their heads!

Now, they won't even give us a few head of livestock?

He grew angrier as he spoke, his chest heaving violently, his face turning from purple to white.

The generals in the tent dared not utter a sound.

"Xiao Fang...it's all Xiao Fang's fault!"

The Northern King gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the table.

"He is the one who has driven me to this point!"

"If it weren't for him, how could I have allowed those scoundrels like Nanyue and Xirong to laugh at me!"

The liquor spilled from the shattered rim of the glass and seeped into the snow-white wolf pelt.

No one dared to come up and clean it up.

The north wind howled outside, sounding like wolves howling across the snowy plains.

When Lu Zhao returned from outside, he was covered in snow foam.

He said this as soon as he entered the command tent.

"Xiao Fang, the men sent by the Northern Hu to borrow grain from the Southern Yue and Western Rong have returned. They weren't even allowed into their camp; they were sent away immediately."

"The King of the Northern Barbarians was furious; I heard he even smashed his favorite wolf-head wine cup."

Xiao Fang was reading a letter sent from the capital when he heard this, and only hummed in response.

Lu Zhao rubbed his hands together and moved closer to the charcoal fire.

"Isn't this perfect? ​​Now that the alliance has fallen apart, shouldn't we send troops to deal with them one by one?"

Xiao Fang put down the letter and glanced at him.

"No. Sending troops now will only make them band together again."

"The Northern Hu cannot borrow grain and are already harboring resentment towards the Southern Yue and the Western Rong. The Southern Yue and the Western Rong have also long wanted to avoid being dragged down by the Northern Hu. If we attack now, they will put aside their differences and turn their swords against us."

Lu Zhao frowned.

"So we're just going to do nothing?"

"Yes. Hold back."

Xiao Fang leaned back in his chair, speaking in a calm and unhurried tone.

"The Northern Hu are currently out of soldiers and supplies. Winter isn't even halfway over. If we delay any longer, they'll starve themselves to the point of exhaustion. We can attack them when they're completely unable to hold on any longer."

"By then, they will be without food or reinforcements. We can take them all without a fight."

Lu Zhao listened and pondered for a long time.

"You're full of mischief; you're a born genius."

Xiao Fang glanced at him sideways.

"That's called a strategy. It's not malicious intent."

"Okay, okay, a plan." Lu Zhao raised his hand.

"So what do we do now?"

"Train. Eat well, drink well. Conserve your strength."

After Xiao Fang finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"Tell the kitchen staff not to be stingy. If we don't have enough sheep, I'll go and herd some more."

Days passed by like this.

Several snowfalls have occurred inside the pass, but the camp does not seem to be suffering much.

The soldiers drilled and patrolled the camp on schedule every day.

There was hot food, warm clothes, and piping hot meat soup.

The dogs dozing at the entrance of the camp have all gotten quite fat.

Sometimes Lu Zhao would stand by the training ground, looking at the soldiers, and click his tongue in amazement.

"This doesn't look like a war; it looks like we're raising tigers."

Xiao Fang said, "They need to be fattened up before they bite."

Yun Shuyao's belly grew bigger every day.

Although she was stationed at the border, she didn't really suffer much hardship.

Xiao Fang heated the main tent until it was cozy, and even had someone prepare a special meal for her.

Whenever it snows, she isn't even allowed to leave the house.

Sometimes, when Yun Shuyao leaned against the soft couch and listened to the north wind carrying the sound of bugles outside, she felt extremely at ease.

She made the right decision to come to the border.

If she were still in the capital, Xiao Fang would be so afraid of missing her delivery that he would only want to fight quickly.

If you always rush things, you're likely to be reckless.

On the battlefield, there are never any truly invincible generals.

Even a hero as powerful as the Prince of Zhenbei fell at Pingge Beach.

She is afraid.

She feared that Xiao Fang would risk his life to fight for her and the child.

So she came.

With her around, Xiao Fang was able to slow down.

Only then can we choose the most advantageous approach for ourselves and slowly wear down Bei Hu.

She lowered her head and stroked her swollen belly, speaking softly.

"Your father now has something to worry about."

Only those who have attachments cherish their lives.