Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Walking out of the desert and seeing the green space means entering the core area of ​​southern Xinjiang.

The core of southern Xinjiang is also known as the eastern oasis. The geographical distribution is very wonderful. The plain with Baye City as the center, the grassland on the left, the forest on the right, and the endless ocean in front.

Bai Wutong likes the sea and the beach, and hopes to move to a livable seaside with Chu Tianbao.

As long as they arrive at Baye City and settle down successfully, they can choose their own place of residence.

The accompanying people were uneasy all the way, afraid that the desert would never end. After walking out of the desert, everyone was full of hope for the future.

After another day of walking, they finally saw the camp where the army was stationed.

Bai Wutong looked from the window, and beside the army tent, there were many soldiers digging in the grass with barrels.

When such a large group of them came, the soldiers hurriedly approached with wooden barrels. Only then did Bai Wutong see clearly that these yellow-faced and skinny soldiers were carrying wild vegetables they had dug in the barrels.

Now is the season of spring when everything recovers. Except for the grass, there is only grass around, and only some wild vegetables can be dug.

Bai Wutong frowned slightly and asked Chu Tianbao, "Are these soldiers digging wild vegetables to survive?"

Chu Tianbao's brows were even more tightly wrinkled than hers, "The imperial court used to deliver military rations."

When they first settled in Yuling Mountain, the price of food was ridiculously high, because the government kept saying that they would save food for the people on the front lines.

At that time, there was also a wave of goodwill, which made the people feel that it was a great thing for the relatives who went to the battlefield to have enough to eat.

The officers and soldiers who were about to collapse when the wind blew in front of them made everyone's eyes sting.

Compared to Feng Xunfengyue's subordinates, they are so thin that they almost make people think they are starving refugees dressed up in disguise.

When the soldiers saw the grain carts in their ranks, they suddenly shouted excitedly, "The grain is here! The grain is here! We have the grain!"

Their eyes like wolves and tigers made the people a little scared. These are their food, and they were given to these soldiers, what did they eat.

Looking at the ruins of the southern border, it is very likely that even if you arrive at Baye City, you will have nothing to eat.

The people in the team shouted: "This is our food! What do you want to do!"

When the soldiers heard it, they were on fire.

They have been in the southern border for so long, and they managed to survive the winter. Now that they have food, they refuse to distribute it to them.

Immediately, a few hungry and anxious soldiers drew their sabres and said, "Hand over the food!"

No one thought that their own people had become a roadblock.

The moment the soldiers drew their sabers, Qingfeng and the others also drew out their sabers.

Following You Huaijie's eyes, the officers and soldiers in the team drew out their weapons with a "Shu La".

Both of them were from the country of Ling, but the two sides held each other in this way.

The soldiers were enraged and shouted again: "Hand over the food!!!"

If there is no food, they will not be killed by the rebel army, but will starve to death.

It was so hard to survive on the battlefield, and who would want to die so suffocated.

You Huaijie came over on a horse, "Your food and salaries will be shipped soon. This is the food of the immigrants from southern Xinjiang."

The soldiers were furious, "How long is it now! We've all been waiting for a winter!"

They roared and rushed up with big knives, "God officer! Hand over the food!"

It's all these dog officials who are full of their own pockets, how can the good winter food and grass be gone.

The two sides were ready to fight at the touch of a button, and the people hid in a huddle, lest they be harmed.

You Huaijie lowered his eyes, "We can give it, but you can't take it."

It's okay to squeeze some for these soldiers first, but it's illegal for them to grab it.

Even if he was his own, he had to have a good relationship with Marshal Gu. You Huaijie, as the Governor of Southern Border, couldn't help them be presumptuous.

Just when the soldier was about to be blocked by a sword from Qingfeng.

The soldiers roared fiercely, alerting Lu Ye from the tent. He walked out with his subordinates, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes sank.

"stop!"

The soldiers stopped in an instant like a conditioned response, and quickly ran to Lu Ye in front of the whole team.

Lu Ye's sharp eyes glanced at these officers and soldiers, "There is no military discipline, everyone will lead the ten army sticks!"

The soldiers dared not to obey, and all lined up to lead the army.

The people looked at the majestic Lu Ye and their eyes lit up. Is this Marshal Gu?

It looks a little young.

However, he acted upright and upright, leaving a good impression in the eyes of the people.

Lu Ye looked at You Huaijie who got off the horse, and cupped his hands, "Lord Governor, Lu Ye is the last commander."

His salute was orderly, but his dissatisfaction with You Huaijie could be seen from his tone and eyes.

You Huaijie didn't take his rudeness seriously, but asked, "Where's your grain?"

When asked about food and grass, Lu Ye lowered his eyes, his tone was rushed and anxious, "The last general still wants to ask for food and grass from the Governor!"

"We fight for the country of Ling, but we will be reduced to the point of being starved to death!"

You Huaijie frowned, "The emperor only shipped 3,000-denier grains of grain to the soldiers in southern Xinjiang last fall~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Lu Ye sneered," "Three-thousand-denier grains, you are too embarrassed to say, the moldy grains are for you. Do you want to eat? "

"It's all moldy grain?"

Lu Ye sneered: "Not all of them, just nine out of ten."

"The person responsible for raising food and grass for the soldiers in the southern border is the First Prince's person. If it is true, why hasn't there been any rumors?"

Lu Ye said: "Oh, the war is over, our lives in the war are not worth mentioning."

You Huaijie is still not very clear about the current situation in the DPRK in Ling, but the officials of all dynasties and dynasties are mostly the same, involving their own interests, or choosing to conceal the matter for fear of disaster.

After all, the officials who were in charge of the southern border's grain and forage had all become important ministers in the court, and the first prince was in charge of this matter.

If the matter broke out, the eldest prince, as the only son of Emperor Ling Hui, would be reprimanded for two sentences at most, and the lives of others might not be saved.

You Huaijie glanced at the soldiers behind Lu Ye, "How many people are you stationed here? Why don't you want to find some food in the southern border?"

Lu Ye smiled disdainfully, "The mission of the last five thousand brothers is to be stationed here. If you look at this place, what can you eat? Can we plant the fields? Okay, where are the seeds? Where's the water? Buy Food and money?"

The location they were in was the grassland, and the wild animals around them didn't dare to approach. They could only eat and dig some wild vegetables, or wait for Marshal Gu to send someone to the southern Xinjiang to find some food and bring it over.

But the locals don't grow food at all, and what they can find is compact.

Everyone has been waiting for the imperial court to quickly bring food again. As a result, people came, but they refused to give them the food in front of them. Of course, the soldiers who had endured for so long were excited.