Red Rock Villa.
In the living room, Uzhina sat on a chair seriously, staring at Luo Xingchen.
"I have two goals, to survive the food crisis and to find the real culprit."
"Oh? Don't you want to punish your brother?" Luo Xingchen said with a faint smile.
"The Horqin tribe cannot live without him."
Uzhina said hesitantly.
"Do you think the future of the Horqin tribe will be better if it is left in his hands? Think about it for yourself. Tradition may not be unchangeable. Why can't women be the leader?"
"Come to me again after you think about it."
Luo Xingchen raised his hand and said.
However, Uzhina did not leave just now.
"What? Still not leaving? I won't let you eat." Luo Xingchen said.
"I figured it out!"
"So fast?"
"Actually, I have hesitated for a long time. Now I just make a decision." Uzhina bit her lip.
"Okay, I can help you, but there is no free lunch in this world. If you want to get something, you always have to pay a price. I am not helping the Horqin tribe for free. You have to think about this clearly."
Luo Xingchen did not mince words and talk about empty words, but directly stated the key points.
He would rather explain the pros and cons in advance and negotiate good terms than obtain benefits through deception. After all, he cares more about long-term benefits, not short-term benefits of making a fortune and leaving.
"I understand." Uzhina nodded.
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"Has Luo Fengtang arrived at Thousand Machine City at this time?" Qi Xingyun asked as he leaned on the car.
Wang Yun counted on his fingers and said with a smile: "Counting the days, it should have arrived, but General Luo's military report has not been delivered yet."
At this time, Luo Fengtang had indeed arrived.
"General Yan, where are these Daxia soldiers?" Luo Fengtang looked at the golden Milky Way slowly flowing past the edge of the grassland with a look of confusion on his face.
He had received the holy order and came to drive away the Daxia people who were invading the border areas. However, when he arrived, he did not see a single Daxia person.
Yan Huanyan said with a look of shame: "General Luo's march is not a secret. From Qianzhou to Qianji City, it is thousands of miles away. People in Daxia heard that General Luo was back, so Ma Liu packed up and went back."
"Run away?" Luo Fengtang asked in surprise, what does it mean to just run away without fighting?
Yan Huanyan nodded and said, "Hearing the general's reputation, he looked into the wind and fled."
"Cowardless bandits." Luo Fengtang muttered softly and led his army into the deputy city near the empty Qianji City grassland.
After the army was stationed and settled, Luo Fengtang climbed up and looked into the distance, observing the terrain of Qianji Vice City, and in the end he could only sigh.
This river channel is extremely wide in summer and autumn, but in spring and winter, the water surface will fall back and leak out of the river bank for people to pass.
The fortification could not cover the entire river bank. When Luo Fengtang was away, the Daxia army could still cross the river.
Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand, raised one thumb, squinted one eye, and pointed in the direction of Xiaqiao City in the distance.
This is a special skill, estimating distance.
"He Yi, you haven't been home for a while." Luo Fengtang casually sat on the stone on the high platform of Dengkou, looking at the grassland in front of him with a smile.
He Yi smiled and said, "More than three years."
Luo Fengtang nodded and said with a little sadness: "The soldiers are also tired. The emperor will fight next year."
"Time flies so fast. I wonder if the National Protector Army can still fight?"
He Yi shook his head and said: "The morale is quite high. The soldiers are all on annual leave. Most of them have returned to their hometowns and visited the province twice."
"That's good!" Luo Fengtang stood up, pointed in the direction of Daxia and said: "The weather is not waiting for you near Jinyin Galaxy! It is not suitable for building a city, but Xiaqiao City near Daxia is a good place. If you occupy that place, Daxia Don’t think about attacking Thousand Machines City easily next year.”
"I want to fight Summer Bridge City."
He Yi frowned and said, "Should I ask the Emperor? At this time, Liaodong County has not yet been decided, and it would be unsafe to start the war without permission."
Luo Fengtang laughed twice, patted He Yi on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "I will definitely go to Zha Zi. I will wait for the emperor's decision. What do you think? I'm just asking you what you think."
He Yi said hesitantly: "Grain and grass. Our grain and grass are a troublesome thing now. When we came, the order we received was to guard Qianji Vice City."
"Xiaqiao City is a big city. If a war starts, the consumption of food and grass will increase exponentially. If we are not fully prepared, I think it is better not to start a war."
Luo Fengtang frowned slightly and sighed: "If we don't take Xiaqiao City this year, the people nearby will suffer if we leave. But the emperor is also short of food right now."
Floods are raging in the south of the Yangtze River. The most important thing is to seize the time to replenish the Changping warehouse in the disaster area so that the people can have enough food to plant seeds for next spring plowing. The two roads in the south of the Yangtze River are originally major grain production roads. After the disaster, not only the production If we can't get food, we still have to subsidize the two roads south of the Yangtze River.
With this coming and going, the food and grass that the emperor could mobilize seemed to be somewhat stretched.
But if we don’t attack Xiaqiao City, will we let the Daxia people continue to invade the border next year? With no danger to defend, the people of Qianji City could only let them plunder.
He Yi took a deep breath and said: "How about these Daxia people? Qianji Vice City is not purely Qi people, there are still many grassland people here, and they plunder without distinction. If you grab whoever you want, there will be no one left."
Luo Fengtang suddenly looked at Yan Huanyan and asked: "General Yan, can Qianji City raise the military rations to attack Xiaqiao City? It's not much, eighty thousand stones is more than enough."
"There is a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. Is the emperor short of food?!" Yan Huanyan asked with a surprised look on her face.
Luo Fengtang glanced at He Yi and asked doubtfully: "We seem to be discussing how to attack Xiaqiao Town to ensure that Qianji City is not plundered by the Xixia people."
Yan Huanyan said with surprise in her eyes: "If the emperor is short of food, Qianji City has food. Not to mention there is plenty of it, 200,000 stones can still be obtained. I will go back right now and raise 200,000 stones from various places." Shi is still fine.”
Luo Fengtang asked: "Would you give me 80,000 rations to attack Xiaqiao City?"
Yan Huanyan said: "If the emperor allows you to fight, Qianji City can mobilize 80,000 tons of grain and grass for the use of the national defense army. But it requires the emperor's approval."
"You are not talking nonsense. Without the emperor's approval, I would not dare to ask for your military rations." He said.
It is a common practice of the National Guard Army not to accept military rations from local areas at will. If an army has been stationed in a certain place for a long time, this kind of direct delivery can easily form a clan.
Luo Fengtang attaches great importance to military discipline. He is only asking if there is food for him in the Qianji area, rather than asking for food directly.
Without the emperor's approval, he would not dare to do such taboo things.
