Waiter Anla fried the rice in five pots before finishing the half bag of rice. Wula Zhitao found a sheet and dried the rice. When it was no longer hot, she put it into three cloth bags.

It was already midnight when they went to bed to rest.

At this time, Meide Manor also fell silent. A group of servants kept vigil, occasionally lighting incense, and everyone else had gone back to their houses to sleep and rest.

As soon as dawn broke the next day, the three people from Alayanzong strode on their way to King Mosu City.

At the Mede Manor, Mednanfu was summoning craftsmen and arranging for them to build the coffin.

Mei Denanjiu asked someone to call the several corps commanders leading the army to his residence. Yeluheng and Yeluha also came with him, and everyone sat down one after another.

There is only one purpose for calling everyone here. Mednan Qiangye, who was the quartermaster, has died, and a leader needs to be temporarily selected to lead the army.

Seeing the opportunity for promotion, those corps commanders recommended themselves one after another. Although Mednan has not been an official in the army for a long time, his words here are very important in the current situation. Because the military supplies and accommodation of the entire army must be provided by

Meade Manor comes to provide.

If you take this opportunity and lead this army, you will most likely get a real promotion after returning to the royal city. With such a good opportunity, no one will let anyone else.

Before Mednanjiu could speak again, the corps commanders had already quarreled so much that their parents refused to accept him for promotion.

Yelu Heng, who was sitting aside, said nothing and quietly watched the live performance of this group of people. Even Yelu Ha, who was usually talkative, just rolled his eyes and remained silent.

After seeing these two people being so calm for a long time, Mednan nodded secretly and said nothing.

After a long time, the group of people finally stopped arguing. Of course, there was no result from the argument, so they all sat down again and looked at Mednanjiu, whose face was as sinking as water.

Mednan said in a deep voice: "The selection of this commander is nothing more than the temporary management of this army while you are stationed. After returning to the royal city, or the court sends another commander, this position will be revoked."

Everyone around them was silent, and Mednan continued: "You all want to recommend yourself and are dedicated to the best. Naturally, you need to be affirmed and praised. But this commander can only have one full-time position, and at best, one more deputy commander can be added. It is impossible for everyone to

Come and be a part of it all.

"I don't understand the rules in your army, but one thing I do understand is that those who are in high positions are those who are capable. When serving in the army, military force is the king. There is no use in talking about skills. The real seal is reflected in the swords and guns.

"There is a training ground in the front yard. You can go there and compete. The first place will be your commander, and the second place will be your deputy commander. What do you think?"

There was silence for a moment, and people expressed their agreement, but General Hengha still didn't speak.

Mednan glanced at the two of them for a long time and added: "In order for me to truly understand the martial arts strength of these two people, these two will also participate in the competition. They are both soldiers. If they win, they will naturally become commanders.

"

The corps commanders looked at me and I looked at you, murmured a few words in a low voice, and then had no choice but to follow Mr. Med's words.

Immediately, everyone filed out and rushed to the training ground in the front area.

After several competitions including bare-handed fighting, sword competition, spear and stick fighting, and archery target shooting, Na Yeluheng came out on top, while Yeluha came in second.

Although the other corps commanders were a little reluctant, they had no choice but to recognize Yeluheng as their commander and Yeluha as their deputy commander.

In this way, Med Nanjiu used this method to regain control of this army in the hands of the Med Nanjiu family.

After Meidenanfu arranged for people to build the coffin, he came back to Meidenanjiu to discuss the matter of food and grass.

The two brothers didn't have as many bad ideas as Mei De Nanchang and Mei De Shangwu. They discussed it over and over again and decided to give away as much as they wanted.

Just to meet the deadline for delivering grain and grass, his men began to load grain and herbs.

It was left to Meidenanfu and Zhuang Ding to escort him, and he would set off tomorrow to the King of Mosu City.

Meidenanjiu took charge of the funeral arrangements at home.

As for how to deal with the hundreds of refugees, Medern felt that it was indeed a thorny issue.

These were the remaining people he selected. He had already recruited healthy men into the manor and trained them as village men.

There are some old, weak, sick and disabled people left, as well as women and children. Even if they are left in the manor, they will not be of much use.

What's more, when grain and grass are transported to the royal city, the manor's food supply will be tight. If we continue to give them free food, the life of the manor will be difficult.

As for the patients, if the herbs are gone, how can we give them medicine?

After lunch, the hundreds of refugees were driven out of the manor and lived on the streets again.

What's even more paradoxical is that the soldiers at the street gate don't let them stay on the street. Even if they stay on the street, the doors of every house are closed, and they can't get a morsel of solid food.

After Yeluheng consulted Mednanjiu, he decided to expel these refugees from the village and let them leave here, which saved a lot of trouble.

Then, two groups of people appeared on the country road, supporting each other and moving slowly. One group ran towards the direction of King Mosu City, and the other group went to the north.

When this group of people returned to the street, Mr. Mo Xu in the drug store saw the ragged boy leading a little girl who was at a loss.

Mr. Mo Xu remembered Ala Yanzong's instructions, so he secretly asked a clerk to call the two children into the drug store, and took them in.

The three Alayanzong people walked east along the official road. This road was much wider than the mountain road, and it was on a plain. It was very flat and very suitable for horse-drawn carriages and heavy loads of goods.

This is also a road specially opened by the royal city for transporting grain and grass.

The terrain here is said to be a plain, and occasionally there are some low mounds. The mounds are undulating, covered with a layer of green, and dotted with flowers and plants. Not only can you smell the smell of soil, but you can also smell the fragrance of flowers and plants.

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The south side of the road is still a mountainous area, but the mountains here are no longer high and dangerous, but there are occasionally rugged rocks, sometimes lush vegetation, and valleys and streams scattered throughout.

Alayanzong felt that he didn't know how many days he would have to walk to reach the royal city, and the little fried rice he brought with him was limited after all, so he decided to go to the mountains and forests to hunt more prey. It was not a bad thing to replenish food. It was better to be prepared.

Also, I have used up all the herbs on my body, so I can pick some by the way. Seeing that the waiter has broken his arm, it is necessary to pick some herbs for him so that he can recover faster and save him from pain.
Chapter completed!