MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years

Jiang Zifeng came with a long logistics team and was no longer aware of the scenes that often occurred. As a soldier of the Great Xia Kingdom, seeing blood and corpses was a normal thing.

Zi Luo, wrapped like a bear, ran up to Li Bai carrying a big bundle and happily asked for credit.

“Brother-in-law, I found a white bear skin, it’s very nice.

Take it back and give it to your sister to use as a footrest. It's white and warm, and you can roll on it. "

Zi Luo said as she couldn't wait to unpack the big baggage that was always with her and unfolded the intact white bear skin.

Libai, who was rarely interested in anything, immediately fell in love with it when he saw it. He touched the sheepskin hat on Ziluo's head and said happily.

"This is a good gift. Your sister will definitely like it. You can give it to her personally when you get back."

 “Well! It would be great if I could catch another little white bear and take it back!”

 Zi Luo was praised and nodded vigorously, grinning so much that she felt a chill in her stomach, and she didn't feel cold at all.

“The clouds are not suitable for little white bears to live in. Its hair will become sparse and turn yellow, and it will smell bad in the summer. It will stink to your sister.”

Li Bai did not want to keep large pets in the palace. Snow wolves and golden eagles in the palace were enough, but any more would be boring.

 “I won’t raise anything my sister doesn’t like!”

Ziluo immediately changed his tune and marched with the large army to fight. He already understood the hardships involved.

Thinking of the days when his sister carried him around when he was a child, Zi Luo still had deep memories.

　　I know better how to love my sister and not make her unhappy at all.

 Zi Luo, a little manly man, has become very responsible and responsible after this period of tempering.

To him, Ziyu is both his sister and his mother, and is also a good teacher and friend.

 …

Li Bai looked through the white bear skin carefully. It was a very well-maintained soft skin with dense velvet. It should have been hunted during the current season.

They chased all the way down, but found no trace of the white bear. Since they came here, they must bring back more local specialties.

 The man who had a new idea announced immediately after seeing Gao Feng finishing his funeral affairs.

 “We will hunt here for seven days in winter, each according to his ability.”

"good!"

A group of people roared in response. The rebels had been completely wiped out. They traveled across the northern wasteland and visited places that many people would never be able to set foot in.

And this grassland will belong to the land of Daxia from now on.

 The cold Arctic Village will be difficult for anyone to set foot in. For ordinary people, it is a restricted area of ​​life.

Let’s not talk about Li Bai and the others who completely annihilated the Mangshan tribe and hunted in this ice and snow for the moment.

 …

By the way, Qu Jinwu of Ye Zhoucheng, with the reinforcements led by Ma Weiyuan, drove the Xiangluo tribe and Yincang tribe of the alliance back to their home base with overwhelming force.

The two tribes, who were greatly weakened, fled to the Northeast Sea with a small number of their tribesmen, and there has been no news since.

 The two generals who had won a great victory set their sights on some small tribes in the Gubei Grassland.

Determined to eliminate all unfavorable factors, so as not to have long nights and dreams in the future, giving the alien race a chance to grow.

It would be better to nip it in the cradle as soon as possible. These two people kept Ziyu and Libai's words firmly in their hearts.

No, the two generals who hit it off immediately sent an urgent letter of 800 miles to Yundu.

With a solid backing in the rear, the two generals marched eastwards, attacking first and then showing off.

 …

This seemingly sudden war was actually something Daxia had already prepared for. When Libai's transfer order was issued, the entire Daxia Kingdom was supporting the suppression of the rebellion, in order to one day achieve the Qingming Holy Age.

Ziyu, who is in charge of Yundu, mobilizes the resources of various governments to support the front line. Although he knows that he is sure of victory, he is still worried about the safety of Libai and Ziluo.

 Worried people have to deal with accumulated official duties and raise resources.

All the materials needed in the space were taken out without hesitation, just to end the war as soon as possible.

Ziyu's round face has been maintained for most of the past six months, but her chin has become pointed in just one month, which makes everyone in the palace feel distressed.

Especially the Yuan family, they wanted to chase Ziyu with various supplements every day and feed them to her.

 At first, I was worried about Ziluo and her grandson, but all of my worries were focused on Ziyu, and I had no time to think about my grandson and grandson who were going on an expedition.

Chef Qiu, who is in charge of Yushanfang, simply lives in Yushanfang and studies various dishes, just to let the emperor eat more bites so that he can regain the lost weight.

 …

Ziyu, who looked sleepy due to exertion, yawned nonstop and left the imperial study room, stretching her aching waist in the hall.

“Shaoyao, come and pinch my shoulders and neck, I’m so tired!”

Peony came in with a cup of blood bird's nest. When he heard that his master was tired, he quickly put down the stew in his hand.

He didn’t care that Grandma Yuan was following behind. She was holding a cup of sea cucumber and fish gelatin soup, and was squeezing and pounding it as the master moved.

“Master, if you still feel uncomfortable, I’ll take your pulse!

 You have not been able to feel your pulse for several days, your complexion is not very good, and your lips are a little pale. "

“It’s nothing, I’m just tired during this period. I have too many things to deal with and I didn’t get a good rest.

 It will be fine just waiting for Bai to return in triumph. I will sleep with him for a few days and nights. "

Yawning Ziyu clapped her lips and smiled when she saw Grandma Yuan personally delivering the stew again.

“Grandma, if you keep feeding me, I will turn into a piglet.”

“What nonsense are you telling the truth? Piggy is so chubby and cute, unlike you who are like this every year.

You shouldn’t be picky about food just to stay in shape and slim. People who don’t know better think that our family is so poor that we can’t even afford to eat.

As the saying goes, being wide and fat is a blessing. The more blessings we accumulate, the more our little great-grandson will be able to come more frequently. "Grandma Yuan said angrily.

Seeing my granddaughter lose weight day by day, the various supplements she stewed did not make her fat, but made the old guys look rosy.

Every time Grandma Yuan thought of this, she couldn't laugh or cry. How could anyone be so resistant to supplements?

 A woman’s good figure and appearance are all achieved through supplements!

My granddaughter is good, she is only interested in all kinds of food, and the soup is hard to swallow after just two sips.

 …

“Grandma, I can eat and sleep, but now I don’t gain weight when I’m busy. Isn’t this normal?

It will be fine once the war on the border is over. What kind of soup are you serving! "

Ziyu couldn't bear to brush off the old man's kindness, so she quickly changed the subject, sat back at the tea table and let Shaoyao give her shoulders and neck a good squeeze.

“Here, this is a good thing your uncle brought back from Daxia Bay, your favorite sea cucumber and fish maw soup.”

Grandma Yuan, whose attention was diverted, took the lead in placing the soup she had stewed in front of Ziyu, opening the jade-like stew pot and letting her smell the aroma.

“Grandma has stewed it for two hours. Drink it in small sips, and I will stew it for you tomorrow.”

 “Hmm! It’s so fishy.”

Ziyu was so stimulated by the smell that she retched repeatedly, and her skinny body felt more uncomfortable than ever before.

He ran to the spittoon and vomited out the yellow bile water, tears streaming down his face. Grandma Yuan was so frightened that she hurriedly took out the stew and shouted in a hurry.

 “Come quickly, the emperor is sick.”