Ning Ye's decisive action made the raid go very smoothly. After dealing with this group of people, Ning Ye knew he should head back. Moreover, the loss of supplies twice in a row was a major blow to the barbarian tribe, which was already short of food.
If this still cannot solve the problems at the front line, Ning Ye can only say that he has really done his best. As for whether anyone knows about these things, Ning Ye doesn't care. He just wants to have a clear conscience.
The way we came is the way we'll go back.
With them flying in the sky, Ning Ye and the others could rest easy, but at this very moment, the bloody battle at the Kaner River was still ongoing.
After several clashes, Wang Mingyuan's reinforcements arrived, and the morale of the group clearly rose again under the lure of a large amount of real money.
That evening, Wang Mingyuan glanced at the smoke rising from the camps on the opposite bank of the river. "It seems that their supplies are very scarce. With ten people per large stove, they can only cook about half at most."
Li Ruochen nodded expressionlessly, "Their supplies have always been a key target of our attacks, so it's normal that they don't have much left. But in theory, a new batch of supplies should have arrived long ago."
Lin Changhe said nonchalantly, "Who can say for sure? Maybe the barbarians themselves have done something strange. After all, it wouldn't be surprising if something happened to them."
Wang Mingyuan didn't care what exactly happened, but if he could keep them without food, they would naturally collapse on their own, unless they were willing to start eating human flesh on the battlefield.
Once this is done, the morale of the barbarians will completely collapse, and in either case, the enemy will simply crumble without a fight.
Over the next few days, the intensity of the enemy's attacks gradually decreased, until seven days later, when Zhamut actually withdrew his troops.
With the barbarian army withdrawing, everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Although Wang Mingyuan was a civil official, he remained here and did not leave, making considerable efforts for the defense.
Everyone seemed to be like a taut bowstring that could finally relax at this moment, and Li Ruochen even fell backward and completely fainted.
Meanwhile, Ning Ye and his men ran into Sikong Changfeng in the mountains.
"Master Sikong, what brings you here?"
Looking at Sikong Changfeng, who looked somewhat like a wild man at this moment, Ning Ye's lips were full of suppressed laughter, but he dared not laugh.
Sikong Changfeng brushed the leaves off his clothes. "Where exactly did you go? I've searched all over these mountains and haven't found a trace of you. Do you know how much time you've wasted?"
"Master, why did you come to see me? Did Xiaoqing and the others send you?"
Sikong Changfeng, supporting his aching back, said, "Otherwise what? Do you think you're worth me coming all this way to find you? Since you're alright, hurry back home and don't keep those girls waiting."
Ning Ye had the same idea, but to avoid running into the Manchu army that had run back, he kept traversing through the mountains and forests, and couldn't even ride a horse because the speed was too slow.
Sikong Changfeng was able to move easily through the forest, and even climb up to get out, using two trees to move quickly.
About a day later, Sikong Changfeng discovered the retreating barbarian army and immediately went back to inform Ning Ye of the news.
Ning Ye breathed a sigh of relief after learning that the barbarians had withdrawn. At least the people should be safe, and now he could leave the old forest and hurry back.
Two days later, Ning Ye finally returned to the mansion. When he passed by the Kaner River, he saw some people cleaning up the wooden city wall.
These people came to collect the wood voluntarily, because so much wood is excellent material, whether used as firewood or for other purposes.
Upon returning to the mansion, Ning Ye received a passionate hug from Lin Qinshu, and his light blue dress was immediately stained with many dirt.
But Lin Qinshu didn't care at all; all she wanted to do at that moment was to give Ning Ye a good hug.
After lingering tenderly for a long time, the two realized that a group of rough men were still following behind them.
Ning Ye turned around and saw forty or fifty people, each with eyes full of envy, but not one of them dared to utter a sound.
Ning Ye nodded in satisfaction and said, "Alright, everyone, you can disperse now. I'll talk to you about the rewards for your contributions in the next few days. Don't worry, get some rest. Tonight, I'll have Old Wang take you out for some fun, and I'll pay for it."
A group of young men wanted to go out and have some fun, but there were only a few places they could go. They were usually reluctant to spend money on themselves, but with Ning Ye paying for them, they were ready to try places they had never dared to go before.
As the saying goes, two kinds of people can't be washed in the same tub. Despite Lin Qinshu's repeated refusals, she couldn't resist Ning Ye's coercion and enticement.
When Ning Ye said this in a serious tone, Lin Qinshu really wanted to ask where this proverb came from.
However, Ning Ye didn't do anything. While soaking in the hot water, Lin Qinshu gently massaged his body, and before long, Ning Ye had fallen into a deep sleep.
Lin Qinshu's gaze swept over Ning Ye, and she noticed that although he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, Ning Ye's face already showed signs of vicissitude and determination, making him seem much older than a teenager.
Lin Qinshu naturally knew that her husband must have gone through a lot while he was away. Now that he was back, he should get some rest.
Meanwhile, Chen Santong, who had previously proposed a collaboration with Lin Qinshu, had already returned to Jiangnan Road. The first thing Chen Santong did upon his return was to convert his largest shop into a new soap shop, but it would sell not only soap, but also scented soap.
In Jiangnan, Chen Santong's name is quite well-known, and this new thing attracted the attention of countless people as soon as it appeared.
Chen Santong only promoted it a little. After all, it's a good product, and the more you exaggerate it, the less effective it becomes. If you keep quiet, you can win the curiosity of countless people.
After all, Chen Santong himself is already a golden brand, and to this day, no one has ever said anything bad about the things he has sold.
When the soap shop opened, Chen Santong immediately calculated his first day's revenue. Seeing the real money inside, he knew his business was going to be incredibly profitable.
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