Chapter 240: Afraid of Man-made Disasters If You Are Not Afraid of Natural Disasters!
"Those guys all covered their faces with cloths. They were all very skilled. They suddenly rushed up and without saying a word, they burned the grain trucks and killed people! Zhao Wei..."
Sloppy's voice choked up, and he raised his hand to wipe his eyes. Then he took a deep breath and continued:
"He was stabbed in the chest on the spot. I was worried that the prince would not receive the news, so I ran back with all my life!"
Thinking of the tragic death of Zhao Wei, Ma Hu couldn't help but choked up again.
Food truck?!
Murong Wushuang took a gentle breath
It seems that the purpose of these people is not to grab food, but to cut off their food supply.
"It must be Leng Hongjie's trick to destroy our food supply!"
Changkong Qingyu said angrily
"I don't see it!"
Yeyue doesn't agree with his opinion
"We just arrived here today. There is no way Leng Hongjie could have found our grain and grass transportation route so quickly!"
"General Ye, does he mean there is a mole?!"
Changkong Qingyu asked doubtfully
"Okay! Don't make any presumptions until the matter is clarified!"
Murong Wushuang raised his palm to signal the two of them to stop talking, while looking sideways at Yang Lu
"General Yang, how much food and grass does the army still have?!"
"Except for the extra meal ordered by the prince tonight, the rest is only one and a half days' rations. If you reduce the ration slightly, it will last for two days at most!"
Yang Lu replied in a deep voice
Everyone is aware of the seriousness of the problem
From Chaofeng City to the fortress, it is a day and night journey, and it will take at least five days to make the round trip.
Where did the food for those four days come from?!
Murong Wushuang naturally understood that the situation was serious and immediately gave Ye Yue an order.
"Yeyue! You immediately set off back to Mingfeng City and mobilize food and grass. This time, no mistakes can be made no matter what!"
"yes!"
Yeyue agreed, turned around and walked out of the tent, returning to the city to ask for food.
Murong Wushuang then looked at Ma Hu
"You go down to rest and heal your wounds. Don't spread the news about the loss of food and grass. Otherwise, you will mess up the morale of the army and I will never spare you!"
Ma Hu originally thought that he had failed in transporting grain and would be killed by this young prince. Now that he was spared his life, he felt extremely grateful and was busy thanking him profusely.
"Don't worry, my lord, I won't even dare to tell you even if I'm beaten to death!"