Rogue Bandits in the Late Han Dynasty: Sweeping the World

The tent became quiet again, with only the whine of the wind coming in through the cracks in the tent. Ma Zheng leaned against the wall, looked at the wheat cakes beside the kang, and listened to the increasingly lively noise outside the tent, and breathed a sigh of relief. The first step is to stabilize people's hearts and repair the camp's defenses, which can be regarded as a temporary step. But he knew in his heart that this was just a matter of survival. Blocking a gap and sending scouts several miles away will not change their current desperate situation at all - lack of food, few weapons, weak soldiers, and no support. As long as a large force of Yanzhou County soldiers arrives, this defense will still be vulnerable. He looked down at his thin body, the wound under his ribs was still aching, and he thought of the sallow and thin, ragged soldiers outside the tent who were still working hard. There was a desire for life hidden in their eyes.