Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space

Teng Da and his one hundred thousand elite soldiers have now been reduced to less than ten thousand. Returning to North Warehouse to reclaim former glory is impossible. The painful reality is that these soldiers did not die in battle, which is the most frustrating part. Just thinking about it makes one feel tragic. In Leiter's eyes, there is a gleam of schadenfreude.

Bringing provisions and livestock, Leiter arrogantly entered Teng Da's territory, completely ignoring Teng Da's grim face. It's crucial to realize that at this moment he relies on him; otherwise, if unhappy, the food and livestock brought over would only deserve a sip of soup.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... truly pathetic!"

Entering the cave, Leiger shakes his head at Teng Da, speaking words that make one's teeth itch with hatred.

"Teng Da, you are incapable! For so long, I'd thought you had already occupied the entire northern Ancient Yan Country, yet it turns out you are holed up in such a small mountainous area. How could you face the North Warehouse warriors who followed you into life and death? It's such a pity for those warriors who died aggrieved, as our North Warehouse warriors always die on the battlefield. Now, the heavy losses are all due to your incompetence in leading troops. Teng Da, have you thought of how you'll explain to the monarch when you return?"

"Leiter..."

"You... spare your schadenfreude, don't bother worrying about my explanation, I will report the truth to the monarch myself."

"I couldn't care less, but kindly reminded you that losing so many warriors like this is your failure; the monarch is very displeased."

"You..."

"Forget it, I'm just being kind-hearted. If you don't appreciate it, so be it. I don't want to say more."

"Alright, we've traveled nonstop, can't we at least let people have some hot soup?"

"Of course..." Teng Da took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, forced a wretched smile, and uttered these two words.

With his vital point suppressed, one must be prepared to swallow insults and humiliation. When sending people back to request reinforcements, didn't he already anticipate this?

Endure...

"Someone, slaughter ten sheep, and make sheep soup..."

"Yes..." Followed by cheers from outside.

For the sake of sheep soup, he must endure.

Upon hearing the cheers outside, Leiter closed his mouth; he did not want to drink some grass-root soup or whatever, though it's brought by them. Kill as you please.

After a meal of sheep soup, the nearly ten thousand North Warehouse soldiers, who had not filled their bellies for a long time, finally felt alive again.

Never had they thought sheep soup could be so delicious; its fresh taste made them almost swallow their tongues.

After resting for a day, Leiter actively sought out Teng Da. Despite their differences, their goals concerning attacking Ancient Yan Country were united, so they started negotiating.

Ultimately decided to move in five days, first allowing reinforcements to recover from the long march of several thousand miles, and then letting those who narrowly survived have some time to heal.

Although the extreme heat has passed, unfortunately, the entire mountain has been plundered bare, vegetation growing very slowly, especially considering they haven't grown before being uprooted and consumed. The surrounding mountains have become barren, making survival difficult.

Moreover, within a hundred miles of them, there is no trace of human presence, making it impossible to find food. With their current physical condition, even venturing farther is out of reach, as even the war horses that once traveled a thousand miles a day are so weak they can't manage a few miles without stopping.

Under such circumstances, attacking Ancient Yan is impossible. With no human presence within a hundred miles, failing to find mountains would mean collapsing halfway and getting no help from heaven or earth, hence the dangerous Teng Da dared not risk.

After all, what remains in his hand is less than ten thousand men; he can't afford to make any more ado.

Five days later, the optimally reorganized North Warehouse army set off towards Lingyun State, the closest to Yun City.

Simultaneously, Lingyun State was doing its utmost to prepare for the city's defensive setup against the enemy.

Fortunately, with several months of buffer time, the city walls were heightened to a safe range and firmly reinforced, thanks to everyone's efforts in the state city. Two months ago, the rural populace was moved into the city, free to settle where they wished.

The conscripts, numbering ten thousand, have gradually gained strength through months of training, no longer weak-handed with weapons nor stumbling in practice, cautious during battle. Each move now carried a semblance of momentum.

Using the General's words, the more strenuous the training, the more learned, and the greater the chance of survival in the future.

No one wants to die, but since the reality of conscription can't be changed, they must strive to grow stronger, fiercely practicing skills, martial arts, tactics, and combat tirelessly.

Meanwhile, neighboring states unexpectedly sent troops over, although not many, a total of ten thousand combined, which was a relief for Lord Zhou Mei and the guarding generals. These soldiers are relentlessly training as well.

Additionally, to better block the North Warehouse invaders, General Li led troops to dig numerous pits along several routes within a hundred miles of Lingyun State, something not causing massive damage but surely disgusting them, stirring unease and delaying time.

Not only that, but Lord Governor also led numerous people to dig a trench ten feet wide and deep several feet from the city gates, spending two months doing so and diverting Yun River water. North Warehouse troops must cross the trench to approach which is no easy task.

The Government Weapon Workshop also hasn't had idle time, operating in shifts daily producing a significant amount of weaponry, armor, and arrows, ensuring equipment supply for soldiers swiftly and adequately.

Various stone blocks, lumber, and fire oil extracted from trees were piled under the city walls, with everything usable in defense against the enemy increasing daily, pervading the state city with a tense atmosphere, all for battle preparedness.

Scouts continuously updated information daily, so the first sign of North Warehouse troops moving was swiftly communicated to the city.

Battle impending.

Simultaneously, anyone in the city who could leave did so, fleeing to villages or territories under Lingyun State.

Lingyun State's government also promptly notified all counties and towns of the North Warehouse invasion news, urging officials and civilians to make early preparations.

All in all, due to Hua Jin's intervention, more people survived the extreme heat, especially the homeland-defending warriors, fundamentally altering Hua Jin's dream. North Warehouse invaders wouldn't be able to invade as freely.

With months of buffer, Lingyun State made the best emergency preparations possible.

Meanwhile, New Moon City several hundred miles from the state city, though not as tense as the state city, was more solemn than ever.