Upon learning that Baili Tang would set off for Beijing tomorrow, all the newly arrived soldiers were excited.
My foolish king, we have traveled thousands of miles, climbing mountains and wading through water, to bring you back to the palace. You must at least rest for two or three days, right?
Before I even had a break, you said something like "I caught a cold and need to return to Beijing as soon as possible." How could this be such a coincidence?
Is that intentional?
Haha, this is just the beginning.
Although the meal tonight was sumptuous, no one could enjoy it.
Xiao Jiao was one of them. "General, how can this be? We've been traveling day and night, rain or shine. What's wrong with taking a few days off?"
"Be careful with your words! Be careful with your actions!"
After dinner, everyone went to rest.
Who knows what will be waiting for them tomorrow.
I was originally very curious about what the tyrant did in this barbarian land, but now I have lost all interest.
Only Ye Hongxue and Xiaojiao went to take a look at the Royal Building No. 2 under construction. Even a female general like Ye Hongxue, who had fought on the battlefield for many years, was shocked by the magnificent building before her.
Ye Hongxue thought to herself: Who on earth designed this thing? If it could be built in the north, it could defend against countless foreign enemies!
The next day, they were not disappointed.
Each person needs to carry half a stone of millet back to Beijing.
Considering the long journey, one stone would be too heavy, so Baili Tang changed it to half a stone (50 jin).
The 5,000 elite soldiers sent by Meng Fang did not need to be selected, and the 30,000 supernumeraries of the King's uncle were to be half-supplied and half-rested. Each of the new recruits to the Royal Legion was also required to carry half a stone.
Or use ox carts or horse carts for escort.
Some people also return by sea.
Regardless of whether they were chosen or transported, the soldiers who came were all filled with anger.
But I dare not speak out.
If they knew who gave the tyrant the idea, they would tear him into pieces.
The rice they ate during the journey was rice that had been flooded and tasted like pig food.
In order to prevent assassination attempts along the way, Baili Tang had people impersonate him and Liang Qiuyu and ride in the most luxurious carriage. He wanted Liang Qiuyu to ride in the same carriage as the other officials. There were only nine such carriages in total.
Except for a few people, most people didn't know that Baili Tang and Liang Qiuyu were sitting in the second to last carriage.
It is said that an adult can walk an average of 5 kilometers, or 10 miles, per hour on a flat road.
Baili Tang and others advanced for about 8 hours during the day and rested at night.
At this moment, we were only halfway to the capital.
For a soldier, 50 kilograms of food was not much, but it would become very heavy after carrying it for a long time. In addition, the road was rugged and it sometimes rained, so it was difficult to walk fast.
Theoretically, one can walk 80 miles a day, but in reality it is not achievable.
In his free time, Baili Tang copied a novel with a simple graphite pencil. Before he knew it, twenty days had passed. He had already copied over twenty chapters of the novel.
That day, Meng Fang came to Baili Tang and said, "Your Majesty, according to our spies, there are bandits ahead, probably over ten thousand in number!"
"Bandits? Good or bad?"
"He robs and steals and commits all kinds of evil."
"It's gone."
"This?" Meng Fang hesitated. "The other side has quite a few people."
The spies estimated that there were no fewer than 50,000 men, perhaps even more. If they engaged them, would they lose more than half? What would they do if they encountered a similar number of rebels on their way back to the capital?
If it were the Baili Tang of the past, Meng Fang would definitely not be as hesitant as he is now.
His Majesty today is worthy of his life to protect!
Although deep down in his heart, Meng Fang also wanted to destroy this group of bandits...
"General Meng, you want to bypass it, right? But have you ever thought about this: if I were to be intimidated by a few bandits on my territory, how would the people of the world, including the enemy countries, view me?"
"Your Majesty, you are the true dragon emperor, why do you care about what others think?"
"How about this, General Meng? Let's stay here for a few days. You can lead your men to investigate. Find out the enemy's numbers, food supplies, water sources, whether they're hiding in the mountains, and whether they have any retreat routes."
"I obey your orders!"
When everyone heard that they could rest for a few days, they were happy for just an hour and then they were no longer happy.
Some people have been spreading rumors that there are tens of thousands of bandits ahead.
Their total number of people was less than 60,000. Originally, their number exceeded this number, and some of them were responsible for transporting Bailitang's salt.
At this moment, the troops from all directions were especially worried that the foolish emperor would order them to lead the charge and become ashes in the fire.
Just because the emperor didn't have the brains to do so didn't mean the people around him wouldn't encourage him to do so. They already suspected that the person who had asked them to carry the grain north to Beijing was Zhang Dongzheng.
Everything that happened to the foolish emperor in Wuling was actually Zhang Dongzheng's plot behind the scenes, including the poems written by the foolish emperor, the questions asked by the foolish emperor, the cases solved by the foolish emperor, the Royal Thresher No. 1 and the Royal Building No. 2, etc.
In the Ye Family Army's camp, Ye Hongxue was still studying the questions Baili Tang had previously given Chao Man'er. This woman was indeed very persistent.
"General, why didn't this foolish king choose to take a detour instead of setting up camp right here? Does he still want to wipe out these bandits?"
"Why bother with him?"
"General, Xiaojiao is worried that the incompetent emperor will allow our troops to launch the first attack! Anyone with a discerning eye can see it."
"So what? Are you scared?" Ye Hongxue said without even looking up, continuing to work on her problems. "These problems may seem simple, but they're extremely difficult to answer. No, I have to find Zhang Dongzheng to get the answers and solutions."
Her general had no interest in the hundreds of thousands of bandits, but he was persistent in answering these questions. Xiao Jiao didn't know what to say.
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