章 590: Chapter 163: The Tide of Refugees

Starting in May, the Ottoman Government subconsciously began to cut relief grain supplies; even bread mixed with leaves and sand could no longer be guaranteed.

Hunger is an undeniable feeling, and discontent was escalating among the refugees. News of food shortages spread through the camp like wildfire, with all kinds of rumors flying, causing widespread panic.

Within a refugee camp by the Persian border, Akeul, having just received his daily ration, left the distribution point dissatisfied.

A potato the size of his fist was all the food he had for the day. It was not enough for an adult, let alone a five or six-year-old child.

Oh, there were no more young children in the refugee camp; the youngest were boys around ten years old. During the years of famine, the first to die had always been the young children and the elderly.