Liang Cheng warned.
Zheng Fan heard him and looked over, indeed finding what Liang Cheng had mentioned.
Whether it was the North Border Army or the Jingnan Army, the bags hanging on their horses were bulging.
Parched flour, not a unique military ration of Green Willow Fortress, truly demonstrated the wisdom of ancient people. However, they were often limited by available conditions. Especially in wartime, soldiers' rations were a significant burden; eating well and nutritiously was an immense luxury.
It was considered quite decent treatment if soldiers could even get half-full.
Just a few months ago, the garrison soldiers of Qian State were still living in desperate circumstances, facing hunger and cold.
It must be Hui Wenzu's doing. He actually managed to prevent any word from leaking out, Blind Bei speculated.
