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Inside the well-connected Wolonggang mountain belly.

The cold stone room was extremely quiet, and there was only the rustling sound of writing on the desks filled with various documents.

After the dancer left, Wang Yao cleaned the conference room alone, and returned to the stone room that he used for office work, and began to calculate and formulate relevant data such as the subsequent military supplies and other related data.

Wang Yao was once the commander of the Shu Kingdom Legion. He had made similar military budgets and knew that the necessary conditions for commanding an army, namely, food, clothing, housing and transportation are indispensable. Now he must be fully responsible for these. Otherwise, no matter how lofty ideals are, who will fight for you without enough food or clothing?

There are still many things I want to do, and there are still a lot of things I haven't finished. Now Wang Yao basically has no time to spare...

“2D.”

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Yao suddenly stopped writing.

"What's wrong?" Sima Yi, leaning against the shadow in the corner, raised his face.

"I thought about it all the time, and I felt that you had to help me with this busyness." Wang Yao raised his face and said.

Sima Yi was silent for a while and asked tentatively: "Do you want me to prepare supplies for you?"

"Yeah." Wang Yao nodded. The advantage of being with smart people is that you never need to speak too lightly.

"You also saw it during the meeting. Although the goals of the allies have reached an agreement, they are still lucky and want to reap the benefits. Therefore, in addition to asking them to provide three thousand elite soldiers, I didn't say anything about the conditions for providing them with the first batch of military supplies. After all, it is not easy to get their support at the moment. If you ask for the supplies again, you will inevitably be a bit arrogant."

"It should be like this." Sima Yi nodded without comment: "Fusang is far away, with scarce supplies and cannot produce any decent materials. Although the financial resources of Wei are the most powerful, the Lord Wei still has concerns. As for Wu, although Zhou Yu has a deep friendship with you, he is not the Lord of Wu in the true sense. Although it is not impossible to ask these people to help prepare huge amounts of materials, it may cause a series of related problems."

After a pause, Sima Yi asked again: "But why do you think I can do this?"

"As one of the 22 Arkas of the world's nobles, the Sima family should have a considerable financial strength." After a pause, Wang Yao added: "I also believe you will have a way to help me solve this problem."

In this world, there are 22 Arka families, which are between heroes and soldiers. To put it simply, they are a bit similar to the gentry class in history, but in fact, they are the foundation of the world's largest consortium.

"Although I don't know where you learned this information, you are nakedly exploiting our gentry." Sima Yi couldn't help but shook his head.

"When everything is stable, the Federation will not treat your family unfairly." Wang Yao said: "The coalition needs armor and weapons to fight, and we urgently need to have our own equipment to distinguish it from other forces on the Great Six. After all, strictly counting it, we are now considered an independent force."

Sima Yi pondered for a moment and asked directly: "How many pairs do you want?"

"20,000." Wang Yao handed Sima Yi the document he had just written: "The required supplies, food and food are also noted in it."

Although I was mentally prepared, Sima Yi's face changed slightly when I heard the specific amount, which was indeed a big problem.

That being said.

"I will set off to return to Wei immediately." Sima Yi finally took the documents from Wang Yao and stood up and walked towards the exit of the stone chamber. At this point, he will do his best to help Wang Yao.

Finally, he turned around and asked, "By the way, what do you want in the coloring part of the armor?"

“Gilded.”

"Understood."

......

......

After a long time, until dusk fell—

Feeling that his hands holding the pen became increasingly weak, Wang Yao finally stopped and got up and walked out of Wolonggang.

It was snowing heavily geese feathers outside, and snowflakes covered the earth. The sky reflected the sunset and connected it into a line, blurring the boundaries and blurring the world. Only the long footprints heading towards Jingzhou, like tiny flowers, draped in a corner of the ground, became a commentary of solitude.

Jingzhou City.

Because it is winter, the streets that were once extremely prosperous are no longer bustling, and only a few sparse civilians are still rushing for life.

On the roadside, in a shop selling steamed buns, the boss surnamed Chen was now wrapped in a thick cotton jacket and curling by the stove and cooking.

"This... this ghost weather is so cold!" Boss Chen trembled, thinking that it would be better to close the stall early today and go home to hug the girls on the bed. After all, such a bad genius would come to buy some steamed buns!

After making up his mind, Boss Chen immediately got up and prepared to close the stall and go home. However, as soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw a black shadow with two blood rays of light from time to time, standing at the stall outside the door and staring at him quietly.

"Oh my god??!" Boss Chen, who was caught off guard, was shocked and almost fell to the ground.

Whose child wants to scare to death in broad daylight?!

This scene is indeed a bit scary; I saw Nas standing there straight outside the stall, without even squeaking, and there was an extremely hideous ghost mask on his face. Anyone who suddenly saw it would be shocked.

Fortunately, Boss Chen is over 40 years old and is considered a person who has seen the world. He quickly calmed down. Of course, because out of fear, he didn't dare to be angry, so he just stepped forward and asked carefully: "Well, this guest, do you... want to buy steamed buns?"

Facing the shop owner's inquiry, Wang Yaowu pointed to the steamer next to him, which was steaming in the cold wind.

Seeing this, Boss Chen felt a little coldness rising from his back spine. After a closer look, the man in front of him clearly had no breath at all, just like a living dead man who was rumored to be a corpse! He didn't dare to neglect at the moment, so he hurriedly took out a piece of oil paper, wrapped it in five pieces and handed it to Wang Yao, and said tremblingly: "Thank you... Thank you, the guest, that...... there are 5 copper coins in total."

Wang Yao still didn't say anything, but just took the steamed bun wrapped in oil paper by the store with one hand and pulled it to his waist with the other hand. At this moment, his movements suddenly froze.

“…”

“??”

After three seconds of pause, Wang Yao silently withdrew his hand and gently handed the oil paper wrapped in the steamed buns back to the shop owner. Then, without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Only Boss Chen, who looked confused, was this the case?

"Aren't you? The leader of the league, you're so miserable?" A crisp voice suddenly rang out from the other direction without warning.

Wang Yao paused, turned around, but saw a girl with bright eyes and white teeth smiling at him from afar.

"Hey, that store owner, I packed all the steamed buns here for me." Sun Shangxiang's snow-white thumb flicked, and a gold coin that was extremely dazzling in the air was accurately thrown into the hands of the shop owner.

"Okay...it's great!" A gold coin was more than his monthly turnover. Boss Chen, who suddenly felt a pie falling from the sky, immediately ran aside and started packing with smiles.

Sun Shangxiang walked to Wang Yao. She naturally could see that Wang Yao was penniless, but she did not pick it up, but said with a smile: "What? We have known each other for so long. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me!"

In response to this, Wang Yao did not give a corresponding enthusiastic response, but said lightly: "No difficulty."

"Uh..." Sun Shangxiang subconsciously grabbed her head, as if she felt that Wang Yao might be embarrassed to admit her dilemma. After all, she often did this: "Then, then you can eat something with me? I'll treat you."

This was the only way she could think of to prevent Wang Yao from being so embarrassed.

Wang Yao finally glanced at Sun Shangxiang, but still didn't say much: "Thank you, no need."

After saying that, he left alone.

"Hey, wait...you wait, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Behind him, Sun Shangxiang's obviously unhappy shouts came from afar, but Wang Yao never looked back.

And almost at the same time—

From directly in front of Wang Yao, a person unexpectedly walked towards him at the end of the street.

It was an old man with a strong figure but a white head but a messy look. At this time, it was snowing heavily in the sky, but he was like a lifeless stone, not afraid of the cold, and was wandering on the street barefoot like a lonely ghost.

"Hmm?" Sun Shangxiang, who was about to catch up, stopped immediately. She remembered that this old man seemed to be a soul-burning heavy cannon-Huang Zhong?

Crack, Crack...

The boots were trapped in the snow, and the old and young people who bumped into each other unexpectedly got closer and closer, until they passed each other without stopping, like strangers.

Strange, they should know each other?

Just when Sun Shangxiang felt a little confused, the next second, Huang Zhong suddenly turned around, grabbed Wang Yao's collar from behind, and then threw Wang Yao hard on the ground with an 18o° in the air.

Bang!!

A violent wave of air suddenly shook around the surroundings with the two of them as the center, scraping away the snowflakes floating all over the sky.

"!!!" Sun Shangxiang subconsciously covered her mouth. She hadn't even reacted to anything. Even the owner of the shop next to her was stunned.

And in the venue—

"Wow? Who am I thinking it is? Why is the breath so familiar? Isn't this the famous governor Yao in our Shu army?" He grabbed Wang Yao's neck tightly, and Huang Zhong pressed his knees between Wang Yao's abdomen, staring coldly at the young man wearing a grimace mask under him.

His eyes were covered in blood and were scaryly red.

"..." Wang Yao did not respond, but did not resist, because he was wearing a mask of pain, he could not see his expression at this moment. He just seemed to be dead, and let Huang Zhong press him to the snow.

Huang Zhong didn't say anything anymore, and suddenly grabbed Wang Yao, and then-

Bang!

A punch hit Wang Yao's face.

The huge impact force made Wang Yao stagger back several steps, but before he could stand firm, Huang Zhong had already bullied himself and a knee hit Wang Yao's abdomen. Next was an elbow, a regular fist, and an uppercut...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

This punch was merciless and tried his best to make the latter stagger and retreat one after another. However, in the face of Huang Zhong's storm-like punches and kicks, Wang Yao was only unilaterally enduring it, just like a tumbler, that is, he did not fall down or say anything.

The bright red blood began to sputter on the surrounding snow with Huang Zhong's punches and kicks. Against the backdrop of the snow-white earth, it was so shocking.

This is an unexpected encounter, and it is also a one-sided crush that is incomprehensible.

Until Huang Zhong stepped forward and stomped Wang Yao to the ground, and stomped the latter into the ground with three points.

Click!

A crossbow aimed directly at Huang Zhong.

"Stop, stop! You're almost beating him to death!" Sun Shangxiang bit his lips tightly and stared at Huang Zhong fiercely, like a life-and-death enemy.

Because of this sentence, Huang Zhong finally stopped. He turned around coldly and stared at the girl with a ferocious expression: "When will it be your turn to take care of the matter between me and him?!"
To be continued...