One moment, Bai Li was fighting zombies in the apocalypse, the next she transmigrated into the body of Bai Li, the legitimate daughter of General Bai's residence in ancient times.
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Chapter 149 A Dilemma
"Village chief, please stop talking. If you keep talking, I won't know where to put my old face!"
"Village Chief, we know we were wrong. If the kid wants to go, go ahead!"
The villagers could no longer bear to listen. After two days and two nights of contact with the Bai family, they saw that they were disciplined, compassionate to the people, and concerned about the country and the people.
In order to quickly dig a passage, General Bai and his men used knives and hands to dig. There were 103 people in the group, and all ten fingers of each of them were covered in blood, and not a single one was intact.
And the boys of the Bai family are not afraid of hard work or fatigue. They always rush to the front to work and never frown when they are tired or injured.
It is not difficult to see that they are also used to rushing to the front in battle.
"Men of our Wangjia Village, if you want to join the army, go ahead! Without a country, how can you have a home?"
Finally, the patriarch made the final decision, and a few old stubborn people who were still unable to change their minds dared not say a word.
Seeing that everyone wanted to go, Haisheng said to them, "Those who have decided to go, hurry up and pack up. Meet at the village entrance after one stick of incense. No one will be waiting after you've arrived!"
"good!"
There were more than a hundred men from Wangjia Village who participated in digging the silt blockage, and there were a total of a hundred of them when they gathered at the village entrance.
"Brother Haisheng, those who didn't come are because they have elderly people paralyzed in bed at home with no one to take care of them, so they really can't come."
"Don't force it if you have extenuating circumstances. What's coming has come, so let's go!"
Led by Haisheng, a team of a hundred young and strong men, wearing straw hats and resisting the raindrops hitting their faces and bodies, chased towards Yuanzhou.
In Wu County, Qiangzhou, Nangong Min received a secret letter from Qianxi via carrier pigeon, and his brows were filled with worry.
"Major General, what happened?"
Ji Huanan assembled the team and got ready to go, then came to ask Nangong Min for instructions.
"Deputy General Ji, I just received a secret letter from Qianxi. Laos is gathering a hundred thousand troops and preparing to attack our Great Zhou from Qianxi. Together with Simon, we will destroy our Great Zhou!"
"hateful!"
Ji Huanan punched the tree trunk, and heavy rain fell from it, soaking him and Nangong Min to the bone.
Namgoong Min: ...
"Um... Major General, I'm sorry, can I help you wipe it?"
"No need, I'll get wet when I'm on the road anyway."
"You'd better leave quickly, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
Ji Huanan didn't understand why Nangong Min was running so fast while talking. Suddenly, he heard a "crack" sound and a tree trunk fell straight on his head.
He hurriedly jumped a few steps and barely avoided it. Only then did he understand what Nangong Min meant.
Why is the major general so stingy? Didn’t he just get him wet?
Fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise...
Shaking your head, you catch up with him.
"Major General, the soldiers have assembled. Shall we set out immediately?"
"No rush, I'll write a letter and submit it to the emperor for his decision."
The reason why he was so calm was that just now, he received a letter from Qianxi and also a letter from Yuanzhou. Bai Li had dampened Simon's morale twice, and the second time he even destroyed a thousand cavalrymen. Yuanzhou could still protect itself, and Simon's army could not take Yuanzhou for the time being.
But the situation was different on the Qianxi border. After he brought out the new recruits, there were only 5,000 guards in the military camp.
Although the 5,000 defenders were all outstanding elites after several months of rigorous training by Bai Li, they were still like an ant trying to shake a tree or an egg trying to stop a rock compared to the 100,000-strong army.
Comparing the two, it becomes immediately clear which is more urgent.
But according to the plan, these 10,000 new recruits should be transferred to Yuanzhou. If his improper handling disrupts Bai Li's plan and allows Simon's army to advance straight ahead, he will be held responsible for his death.
But the Qianxi border is in danger, and he is now faced with a dilemma.
He didn't dare to make a decision on his own whether to support Yuanzhou or return to rescue Qianxi.
"Major General, if Yuanzhou can't wait for reinforcements, I'm afraid..."
"Don't worry. Marshal Bai has already dealt a heavy blow to Simon's army twice. I don't think they will be able to do anything to her for a while."
Then, Namgoong Min told him the details of the secret letter.
"I never thought that Marshal Bai is as brave as any man, and her martial arts and strategy are as good as her father, General Bai!"
Ji Huanan stroked his beard, feeling very pleased and proud.
"So what do we do now?"
"wait!"
Who are you waiting for?
Ji Huanan didn't dare to ask, and saw Nangong Min waved and retreated.
They are now camping on a small hillside with open space around it, so there is no need to worry about landslides or river flooding.
As for flash floods, the hillside is surrounded by low-lying farmland, so even if there are flash floods, they will not rush here.
Although accommodation is no longer a problem, food is still a problem for a team of more than 10,000 people.
The grain brought by the horse-drawn carriage, even though covered with oilcloth, still became damp and clumped together. If there was no firewood to dry it, it would become moldy and rot within two days.
Ji Huanan's hair turned white because of worrying about the two meals a day. Cooking for so many people and just collecting firewood was a big job.
Since he had to stay here, he had to plan his life well.
"Ashui, Jianan, Xinglin, bring thirty to fifty people with me!"
"Deputy General Ji, where are you going?"
"Go get some firewood!"
After a while, more than fifty people gathered.
When I went out the door, I met Nangong Min, Ji Huanan and others and greeted them.
"Major General."
"Where are you going?"
"There's not enough firewood in the kitchen. Let's go out and collect some."
"It's raining so hard that the firewood we collected is dripping with water. How can we burn it?"
"Major General, many soldiers have been exposed to the rain for days and are exhausted. They need to eat hot food and drink hot water, and their clothes need to be warmed.
Pick up firewood and put it next to the stove to warm it up, and you can burn it the next day. It’s better than eating cold food.”
"Then go ahead!"
Thinking of something, he asked again, "Is the fire stick still usable?"
Before Ji Huanan could answer, he heard someone calling him.
"Deputy General Ji, Deputy General Ji!"
Ji Huanan turned around and saw that it was the cook Wu Dahan.
"What's the matter? Are we out of firewood? Let's go out and collect some so we can burn it tomorrow!"
"No, no! It's the tinder that won't light the fire!"
Ji Huanan and Nangong Min looked at each other: Speak of the devil and he will appear without you even mentioning him!
"Isn't there a kindling in the stove? Just blow on it and it will start a fire!"
"I didn't light the fire last night, but who knew the tinderbox would get wet today!"
"It's over now. How can I cook without fire?"
Ji Huanan was so anxious that he was running around in circles, while Wu Dahan shrank his head awkwardly, not daring to look at anyone.
"What should I do?"
Ji Huanan was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks, and raised his fist to hit the tree again, but Nangong Min took a few steps back without leaving a trace.
Ji Huanan: There are no trees here, is it that serious?
“Try this!”
Nangong Min thought of something and took out a black iron pipe as long as a thumb from his arms.
"What's this?"
"I don't know either."
Ji Huanan: This joke is not funny at all, let’s talk about something serious.
"Marshal Bai Li gave it to me, but I've never used it."
Nangong Min fumbled with the iron pipe, and after a while there was a "click" sound, and a cluster of flames appeared in his hand.
"Is this Huo'er?!!"