Over there, Ling Luoxi's figure moved like a wisp of green smoke as she sped toward them. She reached Xu Luo, and without even catching her breath, she said, "One hundred and twenty li out, I've discovered a supply convoy escorted by about three thousand men! There are over a thousand carts! By my initial estimate, they're carrying at least a million catties of grain and grass!"
"That much!" Little Fatty Liu Feng's eyes went wide. He looked at Xu Luo and said, "Let's hit a big score!"
"It's not that much. Those supplies would last an army of two hundred thousand for ten days at most. They might even be gone in less than ten days!" Xu Luo said.
"What? An army of two hundred thousand consumes that much?!" Both Little Fatty and Ling Luoxi were stunned.
They had thought a million catties of grain and grass was a huge amount, but they never expected it to be just around ten days' worth of supplies for an army of two hundred thousand.
