Chapter 809: Wolf Travels Thousands of Miles

It was late October and it was already late autumn, and the weather was getting colder.

This batch of grain was delivered to the city gate. Xuanyuan Yao and Xie Jin led people out of the city to welcome it. Seeing the long procession and carts of grain arriving outside the city gate, the generals felt relieved.

Although there was still grain in stock in the city, it was not easy to transport grain. In addition to the long time required to raise grain, the transportation of grain by carriages was even more risky. If something really happened on the way, the next batch of grain would take at least two months to be delivered, which meant that after the stock in the city was consumed, they would be in a food shortage.

Now that they saw the grain delivered intact, the generals felt relieved.

"In addition to food, Her Majesty also specifically ordered to send warm clothes to the soldiers." Xie Jin took the opportunity to brag about the emperor's grace, letting the soldiers know that Her Majesty and the Regent are always concerned about the army. "It is now late autumn, and the cold winter is not far away. Her Majesty knows that the soldiers are working hard, and will definitely ensure that there is enough food and grass, and will never let the soldiers starve and freeze while charging into battle."

The generals turned around and saluted respectfully in the direction of the Dongling Palace.

Xuanyuan Yao has always known that although his master looks cold and ruthless, no man can be as thoughtful as him in terms of love between men and women and the country.

Even though what he cares about most is not the country and the people, or the great cause of the world, for the sake of his beloved woman, he still keeps his responsibility in his heart all the time, making himself a wise and unparalleled regent, making the army strong, the people stable, and the rivers and seas peaceful... And a hundred years later, these merits recorded in history books will belong to Her Majesty the Queen and the Regent.

After this empress, the Dongling Dynasty will enter its heyday, and with the crown prince personally taught by the Regent ascending the throne, it can continue to prosper for decades.

Xuanyuan Yao looked at the long grain transport team outside the city, and a vast aura slowly rose in his chest.

"What are you thinking about, General?"

Xuanyuan Yao came back to his senses and found that several generals were looking at him. He coughed lightly, "Unload all the grain and put it in the granary, send the fodder to the horse farm, and the cold-resistant clothes will be collected by each thousand households and distributed to each camp according to the number of people."

"Yes!" The generals spoke loudly and energetically.

Yu Fan said loudly: "The soldiers who transported the food and grass have worked hard. Please arrange some people to entertain them!"

Xuanyuan Yao raised his eyebrows and glared: "Do you need to say that?"

The other generals laughed and went to work.

Xie Jin followed Xuanyuan Yao and turned into the city, walking towards the city lord's mansion: "The soldiers under Yaoyao's command are as cute as you, the commander."

"That's because you haven't seen how they kill people." Xuanyuan Yao snorted coldly, but there was a bit of pride in his tone, "The enemy's head fell to the ground with a knife in his hand. That kind of heroic and valiant appearance is definitely not something that can be described by the word cute."

Xie Jin nodded in agreement: "The soldiers trained by Yaoyao himself are naturally the most powerful."

Xuanyuan Yao was indeed a little proud at first, but when he heard Xie Jin's words, he inexplicably Somewhat guilty: "The training plan was made by the Lord. The Lord should take half of the credit for the Black Obsidian Army to be so strong now."

Xie Jin continued to agree: "The Lord is wise, and Yaoyao is also powerful."

Xuanyuan Yao turned his head and glanced at him: "Are you smearing honey on your mouth?"

Xie Jin smiled: "I am happy to see Yaoyao. If people are in a good mood, they will naturally speak nicely."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yao actually felt that what he said made sense. When people are in a good mood, they will indeed speak more pleasantly than usual, but it is not absolutely absolute, right?

And is he pleasant?

He was simply flattering, commonly known as flattering.

The food and grass were prepared, and the cold-resistant clothes began to be distributed. The next two or three days were to rest, recuperate, and take good care of the horses.

All the generals under Xuanyuan Yao knew the relationship between their general and Xie Jin, and knew that the two had not seen each other for several months, and they must need a quiet space to cultivate their feelings. Therefore, in the next two days, except for important matters, everyone consciously avoided them to avoid disturbing their relationship.

During the day, they sat together to discuss the battle plan, find out the possible flaws in the battle, the various reactions and coping methods of the enemy army, and confirm them again and again, and strive for the perfection of the plan. Of course, during this period, Lord Xie would occasionally move his hands, mouth, kiss the face, and bite the ears of the little leopard.

Once it was night, there was no restraint at all.

Xuanyuan Yao always felt that Xie Jin was an insatiable wolf. It is said that wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat. He, the wolf, sent food and grass from thousands of miles away, obviously just to eat meat.

But he also enjoyed it.

The envoys of Nanyue were temporarily trapped, and someone delivered three meals a day on time. There was no rich food, but they were guaranteed not to starve to death.

Lord Mingzi, who came with an important task, sat in the room, and there were heavy guards outside, so that not even a fly could fly out.

A low sigh floated in from nowhere and slowly penetrated the eardrum: "So a large amount of food and grass is gone... What should we do?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, you can discuss the food and grass? The generals who go to the battlefield are not afraid, what do you have to worry about?"

"Generals are people, I am not a human? Everyone is afraid of death. If there is a shortage of food for two months, even if they are not killed by the enemy, they will starve to death. Aren't you worried at all?"

"There's nothing to worry about." The voice faded away, and the tone seemed to be confident. "The food in stock is enough to last for a few days. The general actually has a solution to the food problem."

The other person was shocked: "What solution?"

The voice paused for a moment, and then lowered his voice to a mosquito buzz: "Doesn't South Vietnam have a granary? The general seems to be planning to send someone over to grab their food."

Ming Zi listened, frowning slightly.

The other party spoke in a very low voice, and if you don't know martial arts, you may not be able to hear it. He sat silently at the table, and the half mask covering his cheeks glowed with a cold light, making his expression at this time more gloomy for no reason.

Ming Zi held the teacup, thinking in his heart whether the other party said this deliberately for him to hear, or if they really decided to grab food.

What if it's true...

Ming Zi stood up, opened the door and looked at the guards on both sides: "I want to see your general."

The two guards were expressionless: "The general has ordered that no one will be seen today."

Ming Zi said: "I have something very important to tell him."

"The general is not in the mansion at the moment." The guard said, "You can't see him even if you want to."

Ming Zi's face changed slightly, and he clenched his hands. Just as he was about to use force to break out, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of him.

The other party walked slowly, his expression was as cold as ice, and his dark pupils did not have any emotional fluctuations. Those eyes seemed to be looking at Ming Zi, but also seemed to be looking at no one, so cold that it was killing people.

But for no reason, Ming Zi was terrified, and he never dared to act rashly again.