Looking into my backpack, I saw the glow stick counting down 24 hours.

Li Chang'an suddenly stood up.

This thing has a time limit, so I need to use it quickly.

He turned and looked towards Luofenggou, found Meng Xian and the others, and walked over.

How far is it from here to Jiayang Pass?

Meng Xian was cleaning up the battlefield and taking inventory of the prisoners.

Upon hearing Li Chang'an's words, he couldn't help but say, "Luofengpo is about a hundred li away from Jiayang Pass. It will take another day and a half to get there."

"Are the cavalry on the move?"

"If cavalrymen travel without waiting for auxiliary troops, they can arrive in about half a day."

After thinking about it, Li Chang'an decided to rest for one night.

Twenty-four hours is plenty of time. If you go to bed early tonight and set off before dawn tomorrow, you'll have plenty of time.

"Generals."

"Your subordinate is here!"

All the generals bowed and looked at Li Chang'an, ready to receive his orders.

Although the tiger tally is in Meng Xian's hands, the one who is actually giving orders now is Li Chang'an.

"At the fourth watch tomorrow, have the soldiers prepare to go into battle lightly equipped, without any auxiliary troops, on a long-distance raid, directly to Jiayang Pass."

"Here you go!"

Meng Xian led the generals to retreat, conveying the orders to the entire army.

Wang Zhongxian then leaned closer, his mouth slightly open, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing his expression, Li Chang'an asked, "What's wrong, Brother Wang? Is something the matter?"

Wang Zhongxian gave a dry laugh: "No, no, I was ignorant before, but now that I have witnessed your skills, how could I dare to call you brother?"

Li Chang'an didn't mind at all, and put his arm around Wang Zhongxian's shoulder: "You're being too polite. I, Li, am new to the world and don't know anything. It's your brother Wang who thinks highly of me. Why are you being so distant now?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhongxian was somewhat moved.

That relationship wasn't wasted.

"Then let me ask you something, Brother Li, do you have any plans to go to the capital?"

Upon hearing this, Li Chang'an paused for a moment.

After a long while, Wang Zhongxian finally heard him speak.

"We'll talk about it after this battle is over."

"Then I will report to His Majesty. Sir, what do you think?"

"good."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhongxian beamed with joy and went to the carriage to write a secret letter.

Watching him walk away, Su Xiao took her master's hand and asked, "Are we going to the capital?"

"yes!"

As Li Chang'an watched the sun completely set, his eyes softened.

"But the village is fine, why go to the capital?"

"Because!"

Li Chang'an gently rubbed his disciple's head and said softly.

"Because Master wants everyone in the world to have enough to eat, he has to go to the capital."

"Only in the capital can Master use the power of the government to distribute grain to everyone in the Ming Dynasty."

"Only then can everyone in this world have enough to eat."

“Master is lazy and doesn’t want to go through all that trouble, so he wants to take what’s readily available.”

“When everyone in the world has enough to eat, Master will teach them.”

“Teach them how to be a real person.”

"Teach them what it means to say, 'Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?'"

Su Xiao enjoyed her master's large hands, looking completely comfortable.

Although I couldn't understand what my master was saying, I felt that he was planning something big.

An extra meal at dinner.

Everyone ate rice, along with a large piece of horse meat.

Li Chang'an specifically instructed that everyone must eat their fill.

Whenever they heard someone cry out that they were hungry, the cooks would go and collect their own beatings.

Now, the entire army no longer recognizes His Highness the Crown Prince or the King of Lingnan.

They only recognize Li Chang'an.

His tent had become the center of the army.

Documents, maps, and similar items were still in Meng Xian's tent.

But all the generals' residences,

They all pitched their tents near Li Chang'an's.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were very pragmatic.

Whoever can feed them well and lead them to victory is the leader.

Li Chang'an was also a night owl; he would eat and drink his fill until it was completely dark.

Unable to sleep, he decided to pay the soldiers their wages.

Ten taels of silver and ten dan of grain per person.

That's what he said.

He doesn't like it when wages are delayed.

Whether it's this life or the previous life.

Even on holidays.

He only said it was sent ahead of schedule, not delayed.

Li Chang'an instructed Zhao Hu to bring him a table and chairs.

The military commander was calculating the merits of the battle.

Su Xiao sat quietly next to her master, with boxes of gold behind her, glittering in the torchlight.

The soldiers in line couldn't take their eyes off the gold.

Good heavens!

What is this?

Is this gold?

It's so bright!

I love it!

The military commander forcibly turned his head back to the starting position with his hands.

Try to avoid looking at those gold ingots.

I silently repeated it to myself over and over again.

I'm here to maintain order. I'm here to maintain order.

Because they were in charge of monitoring deserters, they were at the very back.

Therefore, not a single Sima managed to snatch a head.

Yes, it was stolen.

All the auxiliary soldiers went berserk.

The Liao people sat slumped on the ground like dogs, offering no resistance and allowing themselves to be slaughtered.

If it weren't for the fact that the clothing and hairstyles of the Liao and Han people were so different.

It's estimated that they would cut off the heads of their colleagues with knives to earn merit in battle.

The soldiers in the ranks, though blinded by gold.

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