Dawn, north of Lanyan City, at the Yangwei Army encampment, thousands of smoke curled up from the chimneys. The day of departure had finally arrived.
The city gate slowly opened, and rows of Temple Guards wearing the armor of the Imperial Army slowly rode out. Although they were in charge of escorting the rations, the Temple Guards were all heavy cavalry. This was something that the other battalions could not compare with.
Lin Muyu carried the glimmering Pear Blossom Spear and urged her horse forward slowly. At the side, Qin Yan was dressed in a white robe. His gaze swept around the surroundings, unable to conceal his excitement. This was the first time Qin Yan was going out to battle in the true sense. Naturally, he was very excited.
"Big Brother, will we win?" Qin Yan asked.
"Of course, the Yihe Kingdom is not as strong as we thought." Lin Muyu replied with a smile.
"Why didn't Big Brother let General Feng and His Highness send us off?" Qin Yan asked blankly.
"It's the same whether we send them or not. Have the carriages arrived yet? If they have, we will depart immediately. You guys should be in front of the army. " Lin Muyu frowned. There was a saying that before the army moved, the rations had to go first, but Min Yulin did not seem to understand this. He actually did not let the rations team depart first, and insisted on waiting for this day.
In the distance, large carriages filled with rations were slowly being escorted by the people of the Spiritual Fire Department. A high-ranking officer wearing a gold star galloped over and cupped his fists, "General Lin, the rations have been prepared. Should we depart immediately?"
"En, how many carriages are there?"
"150 carriages of all sizes, and there are 300 carriages of rations at the back. However, they are still being prepared and have not been loaded yet. The follow-up team will help us transport them."
"Then let's go." Lin Muyu glanced at the Temple's Silver Star instructor, Shen Han. This Shen Han was a 40-year-old martial artist who was calm and capable. This was also the reason why Ge Yang chose Shen Han to be the centurion of the Temple Camp.
Shen Han saw through Lin Muyu's thoughts and cupped his fists, "Great Deacon, I will lead 500 brothers of the Temple Camp to the rear of the carriages. I will leave the front to Great Deacon."
Lin Muyu nodded happily, "Thank you, Great Deacon Shen Han!"
"You're welcome!"
Shen Han raised his spear and shouted, "Brothers, follow me!"
Lin Muyu looked to the east, in the direction of the Demon Subduing Pass. It seemed that Tang Xiaoxi would not be able to make it back in time. Well, she was not idle in the Demon Subduing Pass. On one hand, she had to cultivate, and on the other hand, she had to deal with the relationship between the demon race and the human race. Perhaps she was the busiest person in the entire empire.
On both sides, the flag-bearers raised the war flags high. One of them was the empire's war flag with a dark blue background and golden purple flowers. The other two had the word "Min" and the word "Lin" written on one side and "Lin" written on the other. It could be said that both sides had been taken care of. Lin Muyu, Qin Yan, and the others were the vanguard of the entire Yangwei Legion's 100,000 troops. They slowly entered the forest road, and the neighing of the war horses was endless.
The carriages moved slowly, so the Temple Camp could not move fast as well, and could only follow behind slowly.
When the sun rose, the sound of horse hooves came from behind. It was the Heaven Cavalry under Min Yulin's command. A total of 10,000 Heaven Cavalry galloped past on the road beside the Temple Camp. The army was neat and orderly, and could indeed be called a strong army.
At the end of the Heaven Cavalry, a young general wearing the insignia of Captaincy held the reins and galloped past. Behind him, his dark blue cloak fluttered in the wind. Suddenly, he stopped his war horse and turned to look at Lin Muyu, Qin Yan, and the others. The corners of his mouth rose, but he did not say a word. He turned his horse around and chased after the Heaven Cavalry.
"Who is this person? So arrogant … "Lin Muyu furrowed her brows and said. This person's attitude made Lin Muyu a little unhappy. In any case, she was wearing the Deacon's Gold Leaf, and its grade was higher than his Captaincy, but he was actually so arrogant.
Qin Yan said: "This person is Marquis Wei Min Yulin's son, Min Zhan, the commander of the 10,000 Heaven Cavalry. It is said that this kid is very fierce, and in the Northern Snow Region, he is like a wolf, causing the Northern Barbarian Tribes to tremble in fear. But in my opinion, this kid's strength is only so-so, I will at most need 5 spears to strike him down … "
Lin Muyu could not help but laugh: "Ah Yan, you are thinking too simply. The battlefield is not as simple as the duels in the Temple. When you are on the battlefield, remember to listen to my orders. When I do not allow you to fight, you must not be rash. Even if you are to fight, you must travel with the troops. Don't fight alone, your life is very precious!"
"En, I understand big brother, Ah Yan will listen to your orders."
"That's good."
The march was very boring. The Yangwei Legion did not move fast, and they walked about 70 miles a day. But Lanyan City was nearly 3,000 miles away from Lingdong Province, which meant that it would take at least a month to march there. On the way, Lin Muyu was bored, so she had to run the Forging Dragon Bone Remnant Scroll again and again to cultivate the fighting energy in her body. At night, after cooking, she would absorb the power of the stars in the sky to cultivate the Stellar Tactics.
But it was a pity that after breaking through to the second level of the Stellar Tactics, she could not enter the third level, as if the power of the stars that could be accumulated in her body had reached a limit.
But Lin Muyu was patient, so she took it slowly. She cultivated the Stellar Tactics secretly, for fear of being seen by others. After all, it was too shocking to see a person surrounded by countless stars.
…
Eight days passed in the blink of an eye. The Yangwei Legion passed through Cangnan Province, and they could even see Wugu City in the distance, but this city was no longer as prosperous as before.
"Tuk, tuk, tuk …"
The sound of horse hooves came, and a messenger galloped over. He cupped his hands and said, "General Lin, the provincial governor of Cangnan Province has sent a large number of provisions. Marquis asks you to check them."
"En." Lin Muyu said lightly, "Qin Yan, Shen Han, bring a few people and follow me."
"Yes!"
Following the messenger, they passed through the edge of the army. On the side of the lush forest was a large open space. It was currently the beginning of summer, and a large number of Sky Cavalry soldiers had stopped to herd their horses. At the same time, they took off their armor to cool down. It was indeed too tough to wear heavy armor on such a hot day. Behind the Sky Cavalry were rows and rows of carriages filled with rations. Each carriage was escorted by ten soldiers from Cangnan Province. These soldiers were naturally under Lin Muyu's command.
After checking, there were a total of 1,000 carriages, and they were all accepted.
At this time, a senior officer rode over from a distance. He had a white beard and was an old general who was at least 60 years old. He held a saber in his hand and carried a longbow on his back. This old general seemed to know Lin Muyu. He stepped forward and cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Young General, greetings. We meet again!"
Lin Muyu looked at him in astonishment. After careful identification, she suddenly realized and said with a smile, "It's General Xu Ying. You … Why are you also in the Yangwei Legion? I didn't know …"
Xu Ying laughed and said, "It's a long story. Let's talk about it on the way."
"Yes!"
The two of them 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 at Lanyan City, I was dispatched to Muyu City to serve. Later, General Min Yulin did not abandon me and appointed me as the commander of the Divine Bow Battalion that he led. Now … three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have also been the commander of the Divine Bow Battalion for three years. The battle at Lanyan City, sigh …"
Lin Muyu said, "It's all in the past. It's fine now."
"Mm."
Xu Ying nodded heavily and said, "Fortunately, Young General is fine. It's like the heavens are blessing the empire. The late Emperor Qin Jin is protecting you!"
"Yes." Lin Muyu smiled gently and lowered her eyes. She said, "General Xu, it's great to see you this time. However, I'm no longer a Young General. I don't even have the rank of a corporal. You see, I'm just a Grand Deacon of the Temple. The army that I lead is also the Temple Army …"
Xu Ying laughed and said, "In the eyes of this old general, you will always be the Young General. By the way, Young General, this is your first time taking on the heavy responsibility of transporting rations. How do you feel?"
Lin Muyu smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry. Each person's rations weigh about two catties every day. The 100,000 people of the Yangwei Army have to eat 200 carts of rations every day. However, we've gradually replenished it. Now, there are more than 2,500 carts of rations following us. It's enough to last them for half a month."
"Then I'm relieved."
Xu Ying narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully. "Young General, you are the adopted son of the Emperor and the Grand Deacon of the Temple. Your identity is special. The rations are also the most important thing for the army. Don't make any mistakes."
"I know. Thank you for the reminder, Old General." Lin Muyu cupped her fists gently. In fact, she knew in her heart that whether it was Min Yulin, Su Wentian, or Wang Xi, they were all waiting for her to make a mistake.
…
Along the way, Lin Muyu went to Min Yulin's tent once every three days to submit orders. It was quite safe.
Finally, after 33 days, they entered the territory of Lingdong Province.
However, what everyone didn't expect was that it actually snowed in Lingdong Province. It rained in early summer. No wonder this province's grain production was less than 10% of Lanyan City's. That was why it was reduced to such a barren land.
The official road had already become blurry and almost disappeared. In front of them was a field of wild grass. Lin Muyu and Qin Yan rode their horses to the top of the soil slope and looked into the distance. The interior of the Winter Ridge Province was a stretch of barren land, like a huge basin. Furthermore, this basin was really big enough, its territory was at least 2-3 times the size of the North Ridge Province.
Qin Yan looked at the weeds on the slope and frowned. "Big Brother, there's no road here. How can the convoy pass through?"
"If there's no road, then pave the road."
Lin Muyu said, "Send people to cut down trees and pave the slope to make a road. Don't let the wheels sink into the mud. Otherwise, it'll be really troublesome."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky. Snowflakes fell on his cheeks. The Empire was about to reclaim Lingdong Province, but the heavens didn't seem to be on their side.
Qin Yan and Chen Han turned and left, ordering the soldiers of the Temple Camp to cut down the trees on both sides. Lin Muyu urged his horse to the center of the army and cupped his fists. "Logistics Officer Lin Muyu pays his respects to Marquis Wei."
A guard said, "The Marquis is in the center of the formation. Come over, Milord."
"Yes."
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