The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038: 499 Big Brother is Here! (Second Update)_2

Wounded soldiers were plentiful, yet no one was in a panic or at a loss; everything proceeded in an orderly fashion under Gu Jiao’s arrangements.

It wasn’t that they weren’t anxious.

It was just that whenever the doctors turned their heads, they could see Gu Jiao working calmly with the chaos of war raging behind her, herself unmoved by the proximity of danger.

In that moment, their hearts seemed to calm down as well.

The army of Zhan Country did not launch an attack during the day on the second day.

No one knew whether they were intimidated or seriously strategizing something; if it were the latter, the situation for Yuegu City would be extremely unfavorable.

The first defeat of the Zhan army mainly stemmed from underestimating the enemy; they did not take the few thousand defenders of Yuegu City seriously, thinking they could break through the city gates even with their eyes closed.

If they truly began to respond with full force, Yuegu City would be in danger.

"Grand Marshal Tang!" Deputy Commander Cen walked into a barracks under the city tower and, seeing Gu Chengfeng as well, he paused and also greeted, "Lord Gu."

Tang Yueshan was conducting a sand table exercise, trying to predict from where the Zhan army would attack next.

"What’s the matter?" he asked.

Deputy Commander Cen hesitated, "The, the provisions are running out..."

"Are they... already finished?" asked Gu Chengfeng in surprise.

Deputy Commander Cen nodded with difficulty.

The Governor’s Mansion had very little provision to begin with; they had even borrowed some for the battle in Lingguan City. Although Gu Chengfeng had emptied the shops in the city the previous day and received donations from some civilians, it still wasn’t enough for the seven thousand-strong army to eat for two hours.

Tonight, they would start to run out of food.

"First give it to the wounded soldiers," Gu Chengfeng said.

Tang Yueshan’s Adam’s apple moved, he clenched his fist, and made a very difficult decision, "Give to the soldiers who can go to battle."

Gu Chengfeng fell silent.

His conscience told him he should support the weak and injured, but reason reminded him that the weak and injured could no longer fight; only if the able-bodied soldiers were well-fed could they kill more enemies, could they defend the city.

The lives of wounded soldiers are also precious.

But more important than life was the mission to protect and defend the homeland.

Deputy Commander Cen’s throat felt tight; what he did not say was that even if they only fed soldiers who could go to battle, there still wouldn’t be enough...

Deputy Commander Cen left the barracks.

Gu Chengfeng was immersed in inexplicable regret.

Tang Yueshan frowned, "What are you thinking about?"

Gu Chengfeng remarked morosely, "I’m thinking about why I used to waste so much food."

He never knew how tough it was for the soldiers at the border pass, nor how dire warfare could be.

After a while, Deputy Commander Cen brought in a few steamed breads and two bowls of rice soup, saying to Tang Yueshan and Gu Chengfeng, "Grand Marshal Tang, Lord Gu, please have something to eat as well."

"I don’t need any," Tang Yueshan said.

He knew his own condition; he could hold on.

"I won’t eat either! Take it down and give it to the soldiers!" Gu Chengfeng said, "I’ve had enough on the way here; going hungry for a few days won’t hurt me."

Deputy Commander Cen was about to persuade them, but suddenly there was a commotion outside the barracks. Deputy Commander Cen went to look and immediately froze.

The civilians of Yuegu City had come again with food to offer.

Last time, they had given their own reserves; this time, they had directly skipped their own dinner.

The soldiers, of course, wouldn’t accept it!

Deputy Commander Cen also stepped forward, intending to persuade the civilians to leave.

But Tang Yueshan, his body tense, holding back a surge of emotion, came out and with raised arms, bowed deeply to all the civilians in gratitude.