Chapter Twenty-Ninth Eve

  "Not bad, that's right, so I need your help, and when the time comes, I will let the guards of Wuwei cooperate with your actions." Yang Chengfeng said.

  "Your Highness, rest assured, I will definitely cooperate with your actions." Lei Meng nodded and said.

  "By the way, Lord Lei, do you still remember what I told you last time about the Wuwei Army's management?"

  "What does Your Highness mean..."

  "I have already selected a hundred clever and agile soldiers from the Imperial Guard, and soon General Lei will take them to take over various departments in Wuwei!"

  "But Your Highness, the departments in Wuwei that lack officials don't need so many people!" Lei Meng said.

  "It's all right, these people are from the military and don't have experience managing things like this. I'm afraid they'll mess it up, so I intentionally let them do the same thing." Yang Chengfeng said with a smile.

  "Yes, I will arrange it."

  "That's good." Yang Cheng let out a sigh of relief, with Lei Meng's arrangement, things would be much easier.

  ……

  "Your Highness, Xu Linqun requests an audience."

  "Huh?" Yang Chengfeng was full of doubt, how did Xu Linqun also arrive in Wuwei? "Let him come in."

  "I've seen Your Highness." Xulinkun walked in and gave Chengfeng a salute.

  "What brings Mr. Xu to Wuwei?" Yang Chengfeng asked, looking up.

  "I have something to tell Your Highness," said Xu Lin Kun.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Lei Meng Leitai Shou is a person from the Lei family in Yangzhou, and the Lei family is a big family in Yangzhou." said Xu Lin Kun.

  "Is that all?" Yang Chengfeng said expressionlessly: "I have already known, Mr. Xu, you may go down!"

  "Yes." After glancing at Yang Chengfeng, Xu Linqun left the study room.

  Lei Meng, Lei Jia, Shi Jia, what does Xu Lin Kun's words mean? Why did he tell himself these things, and what is his purpose? Is it...

  Yang Chengfeng thought of a possibility, if Lei Meng was from a Yangzhou aristocratic family, then he would definitely not agree with the way the aristocratic families did things, and if they were to unite with those from Wuwei...

  "Dark Night, keep an eye on Lei Meng for me. I want to know his every move." Yang Chengfeng said with a dark expression.

  "Yes."

  ……

  "Haha, it's really heaven helping me, order the army to advance towards the pasture." Martin said with a loud laugh, holding Wuwei's intelligence.

  "Yes."

  As Martindale's command, the eighty thousand cavalrymen of the Yunati grassland marched northwest to the pasture, Martindale looked at the advancing army with a proud smile, as if he saw himself annihilating the Heavenly Wolf Legion and dominating the northwest.

  Compared to Ma Ding, Ma Tou's mood is not good. Now the Tianlang Army has an army of 100,000, except for 10,000 in Wuwei, there are only 40,000 troops on the pasture, and 50,000 have gone missing. Ma Tou worries that Yang Chengfeng's 50,000 troops are waiting for them somewhere, and why hasn't Yang Chengfeng made a move since Ma Ding's rebellion nearly a month ago?

  "What's on your mind?" Martin asked, seeing Horsehead looking worried.

  "Master, I'm worried. Yang Chengfeng's 100,000 Heavenly Wolf Troop has gone missing, could there be some sort of conspiracy?" Ma Tou said.

  "Haha, let me tell you, Yang Chengfeng's 50,000-strong army has already marched south." Martindin said with a smile.

  "Going south? Why going south?" Ma Tou was unclear about Fang Shu Liang's situation, so he didn't know the changes in Liangzhou's situation, and even more didn't know that the 200,000-strong Qiang army was waiting for Yang Chengfeng to fall into their trap.

  "These are things you don't need to know." Martin didn't distrust Ma Tou, it's just that some things weren't necessary for a subordinate like him to know. Moreover, in Martin's eyes, Ma Tou was too clever; if he wasn't suppressed, no one would be able to control him in the future.

  "But..." Ma Tou wanted to say something more.

  "Alright, don't say anymore." Martin waved his hand somewhat impatiently.

  "...Report..." A scout came up to Martin Ding's side.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Sir, General Han said it's getting late, should we set up camp here?"

  "Let's set up camp right here," said Martin Ding, looking at the sky.

  "Old Master, no!" Ma Tou exclaimed anxiously.

  "Why not?"

  "Sir, this place is flat and open, with no natural defenses; if the enemy were to attack..."

  "Hmph, I have 80,000 iron cavalry here. Who dares to come and attack? No need to say more." A hint of anger flashed in Martin's eyes.

  Maarten's 80,000 cavalrymen were composed of various tribes from the Narati grasslands, with no unified training, uniform weapons, uniform clothing, and even less uniform discipline. After setting up camp, except for Maarten's 5,000 iron cavalry, the other cavalrymen scattered around Maarten's central army camp in a disorderly manner according to their different tribes, without any semblance of military order.

  Especially after nightfall, these grassland cavalry sang folk songs of the grassland and danced with unique dances of the grassland people, filling the surrounding areas for miles around with song.

  Martin was also very happy, now that Yang Chengfeng was not in the ranch, although there were still 40,000 troops in the ranch, but they were absolutely no match for him, let alone among these 40,000 troops, about 10,000 of them were originally from the Ma family army, and at that time, as long as he called out loudly, they could cooperate with each other to take down the ranch.

  "Haha, Lord Ma, this is our tribe's specialty, would you like to try some?" A tribal chief came to Ma Dingding's large tent and said.

  "Is this airag? This is a good thing, on the Narati grassland who doesn't know that your tribe's airag is better than other tribes' airag." Martindale took over the airag and drank a mouthful, saying: "This airag is indeed different from other airags, it's delicious."

  "Of course." The tribal chief said with a smile: "The mare's milk wine in our tribe has been specially treated, and our tribe is famous for its mare's milk wine."

  Traditional grain wine is clear and pure, with a mellow flavor that people love. However, grain wine has a major drawback: during the brewing and distillation process, several harmful substances are produced, including methanol and lead, which can cause poisoning in humans. Methanol can cause poisoning at doses as low as 4-10 grams. Lead can cause diseases of the nervous system, duodenum, liver, and cardiovascular system. The harm caused by drinking is mainly due to the presence of toxic impurities, which can cause symptoms such as headache, nausea, vomiting, and in severe cases, coma, blindness, and even death.

  The grassland fresh milk has less impurities, does not contain plant fiber, and the milk wine brewed from it contains extremely low levels of methanol, isobutanol, and isoamyl alcohol; lead, mercury and other heavy metals are less than one tenth; formaldehyde content is almost zero. Therefore, after drinking the milk wine, there is no dizziness, no stomach damage, no liver damage, and no adverse reactions, and it has been praised by many drinkers as "drinking heavily without harming the body".

  So for the grassland nation, horse milk wine is one of their main ingredients, but due to different tribes having different methods of making horse milk wine, the manufactured horse milk wine is also different.

  "Tribe leader, you didn't come here to invite me for a drink of mare's milk wine, did you?" Martindin asked with a smile.

  "Great wisdom! Our Zhir tribe's grassland is now insufficient to meet our needs, I would like to ask the great lord to give us that piece of grassland on the east." The chief of the Zhir tribe said with a smile.

  "It's yours, as long as you can defeat Yang Chengfeng. That grassland will be yours." A hint of killing intent flashed in Martin's eyes.

  "Thank you, sir."

  ……

  "The Prince of Liao has arrived!" Along with the ceremonial officer's voice, Yang Chengfeng walked into the governor's mansion accompanied by several guards.

  "We have seen the King of Liao!" Lei Meng led the men and women of the Taishou Fu to pay their respects to Yang Cheng.

  "No need for formalities, Lord Lei, please get up quickly."

  "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

  "Lord Lei, haven't those people arrived yet?" Yang Chengfeng asked, looking at the empty hall.

  "Your Highness, it's still early, they'll be back soon," Lei Meng smiled and said.

  "Ah, where is Mr. Lei's study? I'll go to your study first. Wait for them to arrive and then call me." Yang Chengfeng said.

  "Your Highness, please follow me," said Leimeng, leading the way forward.

  Yang Chengfeng gave a wink to his guard beside him, and the guard disappeared into the governor's mansion.

  Arriving at the study, Yang Chengfeng asked Lei Meng: "Lord Lei, did those people suspect anything?"

  "Your Highness can rest assured, everything is under my control. Tonight, we will definitely catch all these people." Lei Meng said.