At the Defense Team's encampment, Captain Di Sheng was discussing tactics with several vice-captains. It was noon, and all the Defense Team members were eating lunch.
However, conditions were so harsh that they were eating thin gruel diluted until not a grain of rice could be found, along with wild vegetables that could fill an entire bowl of porridge with a single chopstickful.
The Defense Team's supplies had reached the point of complete exhaustion.
"Captain, do you want another bowl?" One of the vice-captains could not bear to watch.
Over the past few days, Di Sheng had eaten very little, just like them, and he had none of the airs of a main squad captain.
Di Sheng waved his hand in refusal, then continued the discussion. "The Mysterious Family has always been arrogant and disdains sneak attacks. The five hundred casualties from the first battle were our mistake. They merely fought us head-on, so there is almost no chance they will attack at night. What we need to guard against is the daytime."
"A day and a night have already passed since their last attack. They have probably rested enough and are coming again." A vice-captain spoke, his heavy tone revealing his concern.
Di Sheng patted his shoulder. "Don't overthink it. We only need to do our own jobs well. That is the very reason the Defense Team exists."
Everyone nodded. The youngest vice-captain asked softly, "Captain, do you think the Wolf Fang Regiment's regular forces will still come?"
Di Sheng's heart trembled slightly, but he still nodded resolutely. "They will definitely come."
"I'm just afraid the fighting on the front lines won't be easy either. After all, it's the Northern Alliance Army's hundred thousand troops, while we have far too few people."
Those words were reasonable. Everyone knew the