Jintian Mansion.

Jiao Shan and a group of generals stood on the south city gate tower, silently looking at the various units of the Zhenbei Army gathering from all directions.

He is thinking about a problem.

Think about this question very seriously: In a war, the more soldiers and horses you fight, the more soldiers and horses you fight...that's a good thing, right?

Um.

It should be considered a good thing.

But the premise is that the Beiping Alliance can afford it...

When he thought about the increasing number of gray hairs in his leader's hair, Jiao Shan felt extremely stressed. He thought of many reasons, but he couldn't even pass his own test.

I do not know how long it has been.

Jiao Shan pursed his chapped lips again and asked stupidly: "How many people are there now?"

The five Zhenbei Army generals standing on his left and right made a total calculation and quickly reported a number: "There are almost 200,000 people..."

This scene is magical.

The one who can be the commander-in-chief of an army in the Zhenbei Army is naturally the weakest one, and he has to be a Qihai Dahao.

As for Jiao Shan, he is still only a seventh grade one.

However, a group of strong and powerful Qihai heroes defended a strong man, and the scene was extremely harmonious.

There was no trace of reluctance on the faces of the five Qihai tycoons.

"Two hundred thousand?"

This number was like a big mountain. It was so heavy that Jiao Shan was speechless. After a while, he asked again: "How many brothers have not returned to Jian?"

The five generals discussed each other for a while, and then replied: "There are still seven battalions of brothers who have not yet planned."

Jiao Shan couldn't help but slap his forehead heavily.

The Zhenbei Army has jurisdiction over the front, rear, left, right, center and five armies.

One army was fully organized with men and horses, four battalions of infantry, one battalion of horsemen, and two battalions of heavy supplies.

There is no camp full of four thousand men.

Including the personal soldiers of the generals of each camp and the personal soldiers of the commander-in-chief of the central army, there are a total of 150,000 people.

Now only four-fifths of the troops have returned, and there are already 200,000 people.

When the remaining seven battalions of soldiers and horses are built up, won't they have to go straight to 250,000 people?

Previously, the 150,000 soldiers of the Northern Suppression Army were so overwhelmed that the leader of the alliance turned his head pale with sorrow and went about raising food and supplies.

Now there are another hundred thousand more.

The alliance leader is still not allowed to go around begging grandpa and grandma for food?

But Jiao Shan understood the truth, but he couldn't do anything to expel the more than 100,000 men who had followed the scattered Zhenbei Army to join the army.

These men did not come to seek a way out because they were unable to survive due to drought and the Northern Barbarians.

They are the fellow soldiers who came to fight against the Xuanwu banner of their leader.

Which one can he expel?

Whoever is expelled will be thrown into the cesspit with the sign of their own alliance leader!

Didn't it mean that all the young men in Xuanbei Prefecture have been captured by Huo Qing?

Where did these 100,000 people appear from again?

For a moment, Jiao Shan only felt that his head was as big as a bucket, and his six gods were without a master!

"That's all..."

Jiao Shan finally gave up the struggle and shouted: "Come here!"

An orderly soldier carrying an order flag appeared behind Jiao Shan: "Here you go!"

Jiao Shan said feebly: "Return to Taiping Pass quickly and report to the leader of the alliance that our troops have successfully swept away the eight counties. Wherever we went, the barbarian troops were awarded the heads. The elders followed, and the children from all counties flocked to join us. Now the strength of the troops has increased to twenty-five."

Ten thousand, we have run out of grain and fodder, and we request the alliance to allocate grain and fodder for support... If the leader of the alliance is not in the pass, we will report it to Luo Dashan, Minister of the Ministry of Soil and Resources."

The messenger took the order, turned around and galloped away.

The five generals of the Zhenbei Army listened to the order and looked at each other, feeling heavy.

How could they not know about the dilemma within the Peking League?

But they are still guilty, and they gather these children from their hometown who have been harmed by them to forgive their own sins.

How can we still have a position to ask the alliance if we want this or that?

I can only leave the burden to the general...

…

Wind and snow destroyed Yongming Pass.

Liang Yuanchang faced the wind and snow, stood at Yongming Pass, and stared at the gloomy vast grassland in the north.

behind him.

They are fifty thousand brothers from the Red Flower Club who braved the wind and snow to cut rocks and build barriers.

it's very windy.

The snow is very cold.

But no one complained.

All the brothers in the Red Flower Department were silently doing what they were doing.

They don't understand any big principles.

But they have a very simple understanding: they must help their own people.

The more critical the moment, the more you have to help your own people.

Now is the time when our leader needs their help the most!

That being the case.

No matter how hard it is.

No matter how tired you are.

Everyone does their part!

The dilapidated Yongming Pass is quickly restoring its original majesty and majesty.

…

Goutoushan, Taipingguan.

Bai Fanyun and Jian Wuya stood side by side on the top of the mountain, overlooking the huge Taiping Pass.

Taipingguan was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it was full of joy.

In the ice and snow, it is as hot and warm as a pot of boiling red soup.

But in their eyes, in addition to the ubiquitous festive red color in Taiping Pass, there was also a layer of rich golden light.

Like a tide.

Start from the bottom of the mountain.

Thousands of strands gather together to form a river, flowing upward.

The waves gathered at the top of the mountain and crashed onto an invisible cover.

It scattered again into thousands of golden lights and fell at the foot of the mountain.

The cycle goes back and forth.

But it is getting worse and worse!

The majestic and mighty momentum that swept across the mountains and rivers moved even Bai Fanyun, who was accustomed to seeing the tides and ebbs in the East China Sea, moved by it!

Vigorous vitality!

Something is brewing inside this humble mountain peak.

Like seeds dormant under the white snow.

Just waiting for the spring breeze to arrive.

It will burst out of the ground and bloom the most colorful flowers!

I do not know how long it has been.

Bai Fanyun and Jian Wuya finally looked at each other stupidly, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes!

They recognize this mountain of golden light!
To be continued...