Everyone was very surprised, and one general said, "It looks like it's filled with water."

Another person said whimsically: "It can't be a bar!"

Tan Junyan rolled her eyelids noncommittally. "It's very clean purified water. Drinking it won't give you stomach upset."

One soldier couldn't help being curious, so he stepped forward impatiently, picked up a package and tore open the ** bag.

He and the other people each took out a bottle, looked at it briefly, unscrewed the cap and drank.

The clear water flowed across the cracked lips and down the throat, as if injecting new vitality into the dry body.

"This water is better than the previous one. It doesn't have any bad taste when you drink it. It's very clean and refreshing."

"The world of gods is so unimaginable. The water they drink is pure water without a trace of impurities."

"Keep the water bottles and reuse them."

"Why!"

Another soldier sighed.

"In this environment of scarcity, we can actually drink pure water from the divine realm. It's such a luxury."

"The gods are so good to us."

"Yes, if there were no gods, we would probably be dead."

"The gods' great kindness is beyond my comprehension!"

…

Tan Junyan felt very relieved when she heard the soldiers say this.

"Zi Yang, order the soldiers with the best physical condition to distribute tools and have them follow Tai Shi Dong's instructions to dig a river inside the city."

"Pure water is stored at the construction site so that the soldiers can drink it when they are thirsty."

"Um!"

Ziyang nodded heavily, "I'll arrange it right away."

…

"Coach, your husband has sent you a letter."

When the soldiers were almost done carrying the pure water, Wang Yan's note came over.

When Tan Junyan opened it, her face showed some excitement.

"The gods are going to send us some fodder."

"Qu Zheng, take your men and clear out a fodder storage point."

"Yes." Qu Zheng agreed loudly.

"You, you, and all of you, follow me."

Qu Zheng led his men away, and Tan Junyan continued, "Others, prepare to carry the fodder."

"That's great, haha..."

"I was thinking before that we have food, but the horses have nothing to eat."

"Yes, the war horses have been starving for a long time and are extremely thin."

"Whatever we lack, God will give us."

"Only our gods are gods."

…

While everyone was talking, Tan Junyan wrote a note and threw it into the porcelain jar.

After receiving the note, Wang Yan had an idea and piles of packaged silage fodder swarmed towards the porcelain jar.

After observing for a moment, he muttered, "It seems that setting up a shopping department is a perfect idea."

Several waves of supplies arrived last night, and a lot more will be delivered today.

How can it be so fast to go shopping by yourself?

At the same time, bags of fodder poured out of the porcelain jar on Tan Junyan's side.

Although everyone was mentally prepared, some soldiers were so excited that their eyes became wet when they saw the green grass.

Due to years of natural disasters and severe droughts, we haven’t seen green vegetation for a long time.

Tan Junyan also looked a little excited. She walked over quickly, reached out her hand and gently stroked the hay bag, feeling the long-lost vitality.

Previously, the Tan family army had more than 20,000 war horses, but most of them starved to death due to lack of water and fodder.

Today, there are only a few hundred left.

War horses fell one after another, and many soldiers were heartbroken and cried inconsolably.

Now, I finally don’t have to worry about fodder anymore.

Wang Yan has helped time and again, saving everyone from danger time and time again. This great kindness can never be repaid even if I die!

The generals nearby also came forward to check.

"With so much fodder, our horses won't have to go hungry anymore."

"yes!"

Another general nodded and said, "This grass is so fresh. I want to have a bite just by looking at it."

"If there had been fodder before, the commander's horses wouldn't have starved to death."

"And General Han's warhorse, which had been with him for more than ten years, was not spared either."

"With divine help, such a tragedy will never happen again."

"I have prayed to God for mercy countless times before, but to no avail..."

Another veteran's voice choked with emotion, "Only our gods can save us from suffering. God has given us a new life..."

…

Wang Yan left the warehouse compound after delivering the fodder.

I originally planned to go to other warehouses to see what other supplies could be transferred there.

But he just received a call. Song Jinli found two antique appraisal masters to appraise the antiques participating in the auction and estimate their prices.

You can’t participate in the auction without estimating the value of the antiques in advance.

As a last resort, I had to drive back.

Before he could even enter the door, he was stopped by Wang Guo and others.

Third uncle Wang Xiaoyao and a dozen men who looked like bodyguards were blocking the front of the car. Wang Guo knocked on the car window.

"Little boy, get down here."

Wang Yan lowered the car window, frowned slightly, and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"To mess with you."

Wang Guo narrowed his eyes, looking malicious.

"Mo Chunqiu is gone, who can protect you?"

"Come down and die."

Wang Yan's face darkened. "What do you want?"

"Hand over the group's shares, otherwise..."

Wang Guo counted his fingers and said, "I want you to disappear from this world."

Wang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Looks like I have to make a phone call."

They've blocked my door. In this situation, I can only trouble Boss Tu Cheng.

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