Text Chapter 339 Concentrate on Transporting Grain

At dawn, smoke rose from the thousands of kitchens in the north of Lanyan City, where the Yangwei Legion was stationed, and the day of the expedition finally arrived.

The gates of the city opened slowly, and a row of Templars wearing the armor of the Imperial Forest Army rode out slowly. Although they were the troops responsible for escorting food and grass, the Templars were all heavy cavalry, which was beyond the reach of the rest of the battalion. compared to.

Lin Muyu was holding a shimmering pear flower gun, and rode slowly on his horse. At the side, Qin Yan was wearing a white robe, looking around, unable to conceal his excitement. This was Qin Yan's first real sense of Naturally, I was very excited about going out.

"Brother, will we win?" Qin Yan asked.

"Of course, Yihe Kingdom is not as strong as imagined." Lin Muyu replied with a smile.

"Why didn't the eldest brother let Feng Commander and His Highness come down to see us off?" Qin Yan asked in a daze.

"Sending or not sending is the same. Has the convoy arrived? If it arrives, start immediately. You should have walked in front of the army." Lin Muyu frowned, saying that the three armies went first without using food and grass, but Min Yulin didn't seem to understand this. The reason is that the food transportation team was not allowed to start first, and they had to wait until this day.

In the distance, a row of carts full of grain and grass was slowly coming under the escort of the Linghuo Division. A senior officer wearing a gold star galloped over and clasped his fists and said, "General Lin, the grain and grass are ready, do you want to go immediately?" Set off."

"Well, how many cars in total?"

"There are 150 carts, big and small, and there are 300 carts of grain and grass behind, but they are in preparation and have not been loaded yet. The follow-up team will help us escort them."

"Then let's go." Lin Muyu glanced at Shen Han, the silver star instructor of the temple, this Shen Han is a warrior in his 40s, and he is calm and capable in doing things. This is why Ge Yang chose Shen Han to be the commander of the temple battalion reason.

Shen Han saw Lin Muyu's thoughts, clasped his fists and said, "Deacon, at the end, I will lead the five hundred brothers from the Temple Battalion to the rear of the convoy, and I will leave it to the deacon to clear the way ahead."

Lin Muyu nodded happily: "It's hard work, Mr. Shen Han."

"You're welcome."

Shen Han raised his spear and said loudly: "Brothers, follow me."

Lin Muyu glanced at the east again, that was the direction of Zhenyao Pass, it seemed that Tang Xiaoxi could not make it back in time, anyway, she was not idle in Zhenyao Pass, on the one hand she had to practice, on the other hand she also had to deal with the relationship between the demon race and humans. Perhaps she is the busiest person in the entire empire.

On both sides, the captain holding the flag held up the battle flag high. One was an imperial battle flag with a dark blue background and golden purple hyacinth flowers. On the other two sides, the word "Min" was written on one side and the word "Lin" was written on the other. It was taken care of. Lin Muyu , Qin Yan and others, as the front team of the 100,000-strong army of the Yangwei Legion, slowly entered the forest road, and the horses neighed endlessly.

The baggage convoy moved slowly, so the Temple Battalion could not move fast either, so they could only move forward slowly.

When the sun was gushing out, the sound of horseshoes came from behind. It was the Heavenly Cavalry Army under Min Yulin's command. A total of 10,000 Heavenly Cavalry troops galloped past the road next to the Temple Camp. A strong soldier.

At the end of the Heavenly Cavalry Army, a young general wearing the rank of Commander-in-Chief galloped past holding the reins, his dark blue cloak fluttering in the wind behind him. Suddenly, he stopped his horse and turned to look at Lin Muyu, Qin Yan and others. The man raised the corner of his mouth, but didn't say a word. He turned around and rode his horse to chase after the Tianqi army.

"What kind of person is this, so arrogant..." Lin Muyu frowned and said, this person's posture somewhat made Lin Muyu a little uncomfortable. Anyway, the gold leaf of the temple chief deacon he was wearing was only as good as his ten thousand elders in terms of grade. High or not, he is so arrogant.

Qin Yan said: "This man is Weihou Min Yulin's son, Min Zhan, the commander of the 10,000-day cavalry army. It is said that this kid is very fierce. He is like a wolf in the northern snowy region. I'm terrified, but in my opinion, this kid's strength is just that, I can stab him with five spears at most..."

Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing: "A Yan, you think too simply. The battlefield is not as simple as a one-on-one trial in the temple. Remember to listen to my orders when you are on the battlefield. You must not be impulsive when I don't let you go to the battle. And even if you go to battle, you must go with the team, don't go alone, your life is precious."

"Well, I know brother, Ah Yan will listen to your orders."

"That's good."

The march was very boring. The Yangwei Legion did not move fast. It looked like they were traveling 70 miles a day, and Lanyan City was nearly 3,000 miles away from Lingdong Province. This also meant that the march alone would take at least a month. Lin Muyu had no choice but to run the forged keel bone scrolls again and again to cultivate the battle energy in his body, and at night, after cooking, he absorbed the power of the stars in the sky to practice the star art.

It's just a pity that after breaking through into the second heaven with the Star Jue, it was too late to enter the realm of the third heaven, as if the power of the stars that could be accumulated in the body had reached a limit.

But Lin Muyu has a lot of patience, take your time, and practice the Star Jue secretly, for fear of being seen by others, after all, the appearance of a person surrounded by countless stars is really shocking.

...

Eight days passed in a blink of an eye, the Yangwei Legion passed through the territory of Cangnan Province, and even Wugu City could be seen from a distance, but this city was no longer as prosperous as it was before.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

With the sound of horseshoes, an orderly galloped over, clasped his fists and said, "General Lin, the governor of Cangnan province sent a large amount of grain and grass, please go and inspect it, Your Majesty."

"En." Lin Muyu said lightly: "Qin Yan, Shen Han, bring a few people with me."

"yes."

Following the messengers passing through the edge of the army, there was a large open space beside the lush dense forest. It was early summer, and a large number of soldiers of the Heavenly Cavalry Army stopped to graze their horses. At the same time, they took off their armor to cool off. The heavy armor is indeed too bitter, and behind the Tianqi army is a convoy full of food and supplies. Each vehicle is escorted by ten soldiers from the Cangnan Province. Naturally, these soldiers are dispatched by Lin Muyu up.

After checking, there were a total of 1,000 cars, all of which were accepted.

At this moment, a senior military officer rode over from a distance, white Xu Ran, a veteran of at least 60 years old, holding a sword in his hand, and carrying a longbow behind his back, and this veteran seemed to know Lin Muyu, kindly He stepped forward, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Young general, the veteran is polite, we meet again."

Lin Muyu looked at him in astonishment, and after careful identification, he suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "It's old general Xu Ying, you... why are you also in the Yangwei Army, I don't know..."

Xu Ying laughed loudly: "It's a long story, let's talk as we walk."

"yes."

The two walked side by side, Xu Ying was followed by dozens of cavalry archers, he looked at Lin Muyu with a smile, and said: "Three years ago, before the Battle of Lanyan City, the veteran was dispatched to Muyu City to serve, and later, thanks to General Min Yulin Don't give up, let me serve as the commander of the Divine Bow Battalion led by him, this is not... three years in the blink of an eye, and the veteran has also been the commander of the Divine Bow Battalion for three years, the battle of Lanyan City, alas..."

Lin Muyu said: "It's all over, it's okay."

"Um."

Xu Ying nodded heavily, and said: "Fortunately, the major general is fine. It is simply that the heavens have blessed the empire, and the former emperor Qin Jin is protecting you."

"Yes." Lin Muyu smiled lightly, and said with downcast eyes: "Old General Xu, it's great to see you this time, but I'm no longer a major general, and I don't even have the rank of a corporal commander. No, you see, I am just a temple chief deacon, and the army I lead is also the temple army..."

Xu Ying laughed and said: "In the eyes of the veteran, you will always be a major general. By the way, major general, how does it feel for you to take on the important task of transporting grain for the first time?"

Lin Muyu smiled confidently: "Don't worry, each person's daily ration weighs about two catties, and the 100,000 people of the Yangwei Army have to eat two hundred carts of food and grass every day, but we have made up for it one after another. Now there are nearly 2,500 A lot of grain and grass followed, enough to last for half a month."

"Then I'm relieved."

Xu Ying squinted his eyes and said with a meaningful smile: "The Major General is the adopted son of the emperor and the chief deacon of the temple. He has a special status. Food and grass are the top priority of the march. Don't make any mistakes."

"I know, thank you, old general, for reminding me." Lin Muyu clasped his fists lightly, but he knew in his heart that whether it was Min Yulin, Su Wentian, or Wang Xi, they were all waiting for him to make a mistake.

...

It was safe for Lin Muyu to go to Min Yulin's tent to pay the order every three days.

Finally, after 33 days, they entered the territory of Lingdong province.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that it snowed in Lingdong province and rained in early summer. No wonder the food produced in this province is less than 10% of that of Lanyan City, so it became such a barren city. place.

The official road has become blurred and almost disappeared, and there is a piece of weeds in front of it. Lin Muyu and Qin Yan rode their horses to the slope, looking into the distance, the Lingdong Province is barren, like a huge basin , and this basin is really big enough, its territory is 2-3 times that of Lingbei Province.

Qin Yan looked at the overgrown weeds on the ramp, frowned and said, "Brother, there is no road here, how can the convoy pass?"

"Pave the road if there is no road."

Lin Muyu said: "Send someone to cut down trees and lay them on the slopes to make roads. Don't let the wheels get stuck in the mud, otherwise it will be really troublesome."

As he said that, he looked up at the sky. Snowflakes fell on his cheeks, which was extremely cold. The winter province of the Empire Recovered Ridge was coming, but God didn't seem to help.

Qin Yan and Shen Han turned around and left, ordering the soldiers of the Temple Battalion to cut down the trees on both sides, while Lin Muyu rode his horse in front of the central army, clasped his fists in the distance, and said, "Lin Muyu, the food transport officer, see Weihou."

A guard nodded: "Your Majesty is in the square of the Chinese army, come here, my lord."

"yes."