North Wind's Decision, the Great Granary Ablaze!

Zhou Yong continued, "It has already been five full days. Countless provisions and supplies have been brought in—white rice piled into mountains, oil and salt amassed into rivers."

Tuoba Shuchao heard this and could not help letting out a long sigh.

"If the Great Granary is not removed, my heart shall never be at peace. I cannot sleep at night!"

Zhou Tiancheng spread open the map, his gaze settling on the place in Xu Province known as the "Great Granary."

Xu Province was flat to begin with. Even the Great Granary built there had merely been constructed upon level ground, with "no terrain to defend."

As for Bo Province, though waterways crisscrossed the land and moats could be built to strengthen its defenses, that would have been a cumbersome affair—laborious and thankless.

Neither of these two provinces possessed advantageous terrain.

Thus, North Wind had no choice but to abandon them and retreat to Yuanchong City in Yue Province. It had truly been a move born of helplessness.

At this moment, an old general spoke after some thought.

"Yet Lu Chen's actions so openly expose the location of his provisions. Is that not highly suspicious?"

This was a great taboo in the art of war!

What was more, after the autumn harvest, he had still brazenly transported provisions into the "Great Granary."

Without pause day or night, the grain convoys moved through the darkness, their torches stretching on and on like a fire dragon swimming through the night.

The provisions for Bo Province's two hundred thousand troops also came from the Great Granary.

Upon hearing this, everyone understood without needing words. They all guessed that Lu Chen's move was meant to lure the enemy out of the city.

Tuoba Shuchao also lowered his head in thought. Lu Chen's actions over the