Having made up their minds to go to Yishu Pass, Major General Xing Lie's personal soldiers quickly began to pack up. This time they brought 3,000 soldiers with them. These were elite troops who could fight ten to one. 3,000 men could exert the combat effectiveness of 30,000 men. This was the most satisfying force trained by Xing Lie himself.

The day before leaving, Xing Lie gave everyone the opportunity to say goodbye to their families. This trip would take at least half a month, so they had to say goodbye to their families so as not to worry them.

After Lin Rui said this to his parents, Feng Zhenniang's face showed worry: "Can't we just not go?" For her, there is no pure land now except Huangmo Pass. There is no such thing as Xinyang Hou or Xinyang Hou. Even the emperor in the capital was driven out by foreigners. What is the difference between the former royal relatives and them, the common people? At most, the royal family has exploited more people's fat and blood, allowing them to live a richer life.

Now that their Lin family is at the helm of Rui Ge'er, it is no longer what it used to be. There is really no need to do such things as seeking wealth and fame at the risk of one's life. As a mother, Feng Zhenniang must first ensure her son's safety. With her eldest son gone, Lin Rui is her only lifeline. Since he was young, she and the head of the family have treated him with more care than their own eyes. Even when he was in debt from gambling, they never laid a hand on him.

Lin Changxi uttered an "Ah" in disagreement: "A man should fight and make breakthroughs. You are content with a small fortune, but I hope that our Rui Ge'er can lead the Lin family to change its face. It's good to be an official. No one dares to bully us when we are officials. Think about it, when we first came to Huangmo Pass, we had to kowtow to the manager of the wasteland. Now, the Lin workshop has been built, and Rui Ge'er has gone to work for the major general. When I pass by the wasteland, those managers all kowtow to me in return. People, having money is not enough, they must have power."

Lin Rui looked at his father with some surprise. It seemed that he had been deeply touched during this period of time, and every word he said hit the mark.

Brother-in-law Zhao Qing looked at Lin Rui: "Chief..."

"Oh, brother-in-law, I've long gotten over the title of clan leader. From today on, just call me Rui Ge'er, just like my elder sister and the others." It was okay for his uncles and cousins ​​to call him the clan leader, but it was always distracting when his family members called him that.

Now, only his eldest brother-in-law Zhao Qing calls him that. If this goes on for a long time, he is afraid that Zhao Qing will change his mind and think that he does not take him, his brother-in-law, seriously. It is better to make it clear now.

Zhao Qing nodded and changed his address back to the old one: "Brother Rui, how about I go with you? I can look after you on the way. Otherwise, with all the chaos and the refugees looting, I can still support you in times of danger."

Lin Rui shook his head: "That's not necessary, Sanliang will stay with me this time."

"Sanliang, eh! That's good, that's good!" Second Sister Lin couldn't help but pat her chest, finally breathing a sigh of relief. Sanliang's fighting ability was already exceptional during his escape, and now that he's been training in the Xing Family Army camp for so long, I believe it will only improve.

Sanliang was wanted to be sent back by Wang Sanhu, who was beside the major general, because of his talent. In the barracks, he quickly integrated with the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion because of his super physical strength and combat ability, and even got the status of a small sergeant.

This time when they went to Yishu Pass, it was the Major General who took the initiative to suggest that Sanliang accompany Lin Rui, and even asked Wang Sanhu to allocate more than a dozen of his own brave and combat-ready personal soldiers to Lin Rui.

It’s nothing, it’s just that Lin Rui is too fragile!

The four great counselors following Xing Lie, Han Wenjing, Chen Zhidong, Xu Shaoxuan and Lin Pingyu all know some martial arts. Even though Lin Pingyu looks a little weak, his personal combat power is enough to beat two Lin Ruis. He is truly the kind of person who never reveals his true identity.

Lin Rui is one of the most fragile counselors around Xing Lie, and now he has become the God of Wealth of the Flying Tiger Battalion. Whether they can have enough food, clothes and meat to eat all depends on him. The personal soldiers assigned to Lin Rui by Xing Lie protect Lin Rui even better than the major general. After all, the combat effectiveness of the major general is the ceiling in their personal guard camp, but Lord Lin is just a fragile blood bag, and he may be killed if he is not careful.

"Rui'er, you've grown so fast that your parents and the clan members can't reach you. We can't do anything to help you. We can only burn incense and pray to the Buddha, hoping that the Bodhisattva will bless you to come back safely." Sister Lin said.

Lin Rui waved his hand: "It's just a long trip, why do you make it seem like a life-and-death separation?"

Feng Zhenniang quickly said "Puh, puh, puh!" and glared at her son who had no restraint in his words. "Bad words don't work, good words work. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll give you a good beating."

Lin Mu looked at Lin Rui eagerly: "Uncle, can I go with you?"

The eldest sister-in-law, Mrs. Lu, glared at her son and said, "Your uncle is going on business, not for tourism. He has personal guards escorting him along the way, and it's full of dangers. He can't take care of himself, so how can he take care of a little burden like you?"

The elder sister-in-law's words were reasonable. Lin Rui thought about it and said, "When Yishu Pass is safe, I will take you and Qingqing and Niuniu out for a walk."

"Okay!" Lin Mu said loudly with a smile.

"Okay, okay!" Niu Niu followed suit, but Qingqing was still a baby in swaddling clothes and could only make "oh oh" sounds, which were baby talk that adults could not understand.

Qingqing is already four months old. Thanks to proper nutrition, she is chubby and looks a lot like Lin Rui. They say nephews resemble their uncles, and it seems my niece and uncle are not much different!

Little Qingqing had just learned to roll over recently, and she was tossing and turning in bed, having a blast. Now she was a little restless sitting on Sister Lin's lap, wanting her mother to hold her and take her for a stroll to see the scenery outside.

In the evening, Lin Rui took Qingqing from Lin Erjie's arms and took her for a walk outside. He met many employees of Lin's workshop and guys who were returning from get off work at the hot pot factory, and they all greeted him.

Lin Rui smiled and replied, "No need to be polite." He chatted with them idly until it got dark. Then he went home with Qingqing, who had fallen asleep in his arms.

The next morning, Feng Zhenniang packed his luggage and said worriedly before he left, "Rui Ge'er, you must come back safely!"

"Don't worry, Mom. I'm going on a business trip, not to fight a war. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Lin Rui comforted.

Feng Zhenniang felt a little relieved after hearing Lin Rui's words, but the gloom between her brows still remained.

Lin's elder and second sisters also prepared some dry food and dried meat for Lin Rui to eat on the road, with the flavors all tailored to his taste. Zhao Qing also prepared a small, portable dagger for him to wear at his waist in case of emergency.

Knowing that Lin Rui was going on a business trip, Lin Changtai and his son Lin Ziming rushed over early in the morning to give him a set of breastplate. It was made entirely of woven chains, and looked very similar to the armor Lin Rui had seen in archaeological programs before.