The soldiers of the Northwest Army have not been doing well these days.

The weather is getting colder and colder, but their winter clothes have not been released yet. Not only that, there is not enough food.

Ergouzi took out the rice stalks and fed them to the horses. He picked a few straws from them and put them in his mouth to chew them. He tasted some sweetness in the straws, and seemed to feel that his stomach was not that hungry.

"Ergouzi, have the horses been fed? We are going to patrol." Several men with beards walked over, saw the straw next to them, grabbed a handful of them and stuffed them into their clothes.

"Cheng Hu, there is not enough horse material now, this straw..."

"I know, but if I don't stuff something into this clothes, I will be frozen to death by the wind when I ride on the horse," Cheng Hu stuffed some straw into the clothes again: "Don't worry, when I go out later, I will find a place to eat grass for the horse."

This winter came very early, and now there are not many places to get grass outside... Ergouzi knew this very well, but when he saw Cheng Hu trembling, he still let him stuff a handful of straw into his cotton jacket that had been missing a lot of cotton, and stuffed himself into a ball.

The last time the imperial court sent winter clothes was three years ago. After three years, the cotton jacket with poor quality would have been unable to keep warm. If they could eat enough, their stomachs would be a little hot. But now they drink mixed grain porridge every meal, even if they fill up their stomachs, they will lose everything after they urinate.

If this continues, even if the Turks don’t come, they may be frozen to death and starved to death. If the Turks come...

Before the Turkic people came, the general would definitely come back with food and grass! Cheng Hu took his men to patrol outside, and then walked a little further and found some hay that could be used for horses to chew. He stopped and wrapped his clothes tightly for the horses to eat grass.

The straw in his clothes made him feel itchy and painful, but it was better than freezing to death... Cheng Hu was close to his war horse and got some heat from it.

It was at this moment that he suddenly saw two people walking towards this place in the distance.

He suddenly lay on the ground and listened, and after confirming that there were no horses running towards here, Cheng Hu didn't get on the horse and ran towards the two people: "Hey, what are you two doing?"

The Turks had swept this area before the Northwest Army was stationed here. Logically, there would be no people here... Cheng Hu accelerated the speed and saw the two people clearly: "General? General, you are back!"

Bei Junfeng is back! Bei Junfeng who is going to the capital is back! The Northwest Army is in joy, but seeing that there is nothing behind Bei Junfeng, he is still in a very embarrassing situation, but he is silent at the same time.

The soldiers' performances were not hidden from Bei Junfeng's eyes, he just didn't know what to say.

The Northwest Army had a total of 300,000 troops, but they were not stationed together. Some of the people who led the troops were carried by him, but many of them had nothing to do with him.

As he walked along the way, Bei Junfeng had already learned from Abao that Situ Herong's plan was not to abandon all the Northwest Army, but he just wanted to abandon him and his soldiers. Therefore, the 200,000 troops under his command were insufficient for food and grass, but there were 70,000 or 80,000 soldiers, but they had enough food and clothing.

In a few days, when his soldiers were hungry and cold and had no combat power, there was a Turkic army in front and a person arranged by Situ Herong in the back, so they were destined to be destroyed...

But what should he say about all this?

"General, is something happened?" Bei Junfeng's face was naturally seen by others. Li Yuanchao, the Northwest Army's military advisor, asked immediately.

Li Yuanchao was a literati in his forties and overly thin. He passed the Jinshi when he was young, and he was really glorious for several years. Later, he was implicated and imprisoned. It was not until the year when Situ He ascended the throne that the world was released, and then he was picked up by Bei Junfeng.

At that time, Li Yuanchao's parents were no longer there and were alone. He simply changed the name of "Yuanchao" and followed Bei Junfeng to become a military advisor.

However, although he was a military advisor, he ignored the matter of leading the troops and managed the logistics very well. In the past, Bei Junfeng would have asked him to go if he wanted to contact the officials of the court.

"I didn't go to the capital..." Bei Junfeng sighed. Not only did he not go to the capital, but he found another team to go to the capital, and there would be no chance to arrive in the capital without any accidents.

The cunning rabbit died and the lackeys cooked him, and the soldiers he brought with him should be cooked in the pot now.

"General, is Your Majesty going to take action?" Li Yuanchao asked suddenly, paying attention to Bei Junfeng's expression.

"You know?"

"The general has returned the military power several times but His Majesty did not accept it. He was just afraid of having a bad reputation. Your Majesty..." Li Yuanchao observed Bei Junfeng's expression and said, "Your Majesty has always been suspicious. He must have wanted to take back the military power of the general. But I didn't expect it to be so soon, nor did I expect that Your Majesty would even want the soldiers of the Northwest Army... Also, after years of war, the imperial court's army has been too many to afford it, so it would be good to consume some."

"Far away!" Bei Junfeng felt cold on his body.

"General, now we either wait for death or rob the food and grass from the camp in the west... No, the court may be guarding against this, there will definitely be not much food and grass there," Li Yuanchao sighed. "If the court hadn't hadn't been pretending to transport food and grass before and pretended to be robbed and delayed time, we wouldn't have come to this point. I've tried my best to save it, and the food and grass now would probably only be enough to support it for another ten days."

The method Li Yuanchao said was already rebelling, and he would inevitably kill and injure countless people... Bei Junfeng frowned: "I may have some flaws in the food and grass, but just the soldiers below..."

"Can the general get food and supplies?" Li Yuanchao looked at Bei Junfeng in surprise.

"It should be possible." Bei Junfeng nodded when he thought of what was in his mind.

"If the general had food and supplies, what would we fear for our 200,000 troops who fought for a hundred years?" Li Yuanchao's eyes suddenly shone again.

"Yes, what's the fear of my 200,000-match army?" Bei Junfeng was also proud when he heard this: "At worst, we'll go to the Turkic place to make a living!"

At this moment, a 78-year-old soldier suddenly ran in outside the door: "General, general! Someone outside sent a winter coat and said he would like to thank you for your life-saving grace in Jiangnan six years ago!"

Six years ago, Bei Junfeng fought with King Pingnan. He used his troops like a god, and did not hurt the people at all. But if he really wanted to save him, he had never saved anyone. So... Bei Junfeng immediately thought that this was the food and grass that the mysterious voice agreed to have arrived!

The person who brought the food and supplies was a chubby middle-aged man who claimed to be from Jiangnan and was engaged in the cloth and cotton business. This time he sent 200,000 cotton coats.

Each cotton coat is made of thick cotton cloth and high-quality cotton. Even the imperial court may not be able to take out so many such good things, but now they are sent to the army!

That god really didn't lie! Bei Junfeng was very happy. The next day, someone actually sent enough food and grass for a 200,000 army to eat for a month!
Chapter completed!