The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

"General, we have completed the inventory of ten tons of pork, ribs, chicken, duck, and fish."

"Report, ten tons of vegetables have been stored and counted according to category."

"Fifteen tons of rice and flour have also been counted."

Seeing the soldiers reporting one after another, Duan Zhan made the decision to roast half a pig and half a sheep tonight, and the soldiers cheered.

"Thank you, General!"

The soldiers set up a fire and grilled meat, proceeding step by step.

Listening to the sizzling sound of the meat being roasted over the fire, everyone's mouth was watering with greed.

Duan Zhan approached Qi Yu and said, "This number is too much."

Qi Yu frowned deeply. It was precisely because of the large number of people that he felt more distressed for Nian'er. But for some reason, Nian'er never answered him.

"It is the gods' blessing, General, may I withdraw first?"

"You are a great hero, you are not allowed to go anywhere tonight!"

Duan Zhan not only ordered him not to leave, but even took him to the platform.

"Wu Yu, give the order. Everyone except the logistics officers should assemble at the foot of the city wall!"

The commander roared, and the silent night sky immediately echoed with the call to assemble. The unknown soldiers thought another battle was about to begin, and immediately rushed to the foot of the city wall.

There were a total of 300,000 soldiers and horses, stretching as far as the eye could see. The soldiers below were like ants, lined up in a fast manner.

"Duan Zhan, what are you going to do?"

Duan Zhan did not answer Qi Yu's words.

Wu Yu arrived to report that everyone had assembled. He struck the drum several times, silencing the soldiers. Then, holding up a pottery jar that amplified the sound countless times, he addressed the soldiers, "Soldiers, do you know how much food the gods have bestowed upon you today?"

After a moment of silence, someone shouted, "Dozens of tons."

"Wrong, it's dozens of tons of each!" Duan Zhan roared.

"Soldiers, do you know why the gods give us food?"

The soldiers, having learned from their experience, cried out in unison, "There is a drought, and there is no food in the camp!"

"Indeed, the drought in Lingnan has spread to the northwest, and the camp is gradually becoming starvation. After the last victory, we have eaten the last of our meat, and there is little left of cooked vegetables and rice. The water source has been poisoned by the enemy and is no longer drinkable. The rations for my 300,000-man army are not a small amount. We can see that we will have no food tomorrow, but..."

Duan Zhan said, "Tonight, new recruit Qi Zilin prayed to the gods for food, securing dozens of days' worth of rations for our three hundred thousand soldiers! I ask you, should we thank Qi Zilin and bow to the gods—?"

Duan Zhan's voice was loud and clear, with a long tail tone and a powerful momentum.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers below were stunned for a moment before they all knelt on one knee, "Thank you, God! Thank you, God! Thank you, General Qi Zilin!"

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Loud shouts echoed throughout the camp.

A single spark can start a prairie fire. Three hundred thousand soldiers holding torches stood under the city wall. Such a magnificent scene was comparable to the prosperity of the imperial capital.

Qi Yu stood on the city wall and looked at Duan Zhan with gratitude. He was even more grateful to the soldiers below who were risking their lives and putting their lives aside.

"It's the gods' blessing, not my ability."

Qi Yu didn't take the pottery jar, but his voice seemed to be carried by the wind and into the ears of every soldier.

He knew that Duan Zhan did this on purpose so that the 300,000 soldiers would remember his name and help him return to Beijing.

The news of today’s incident will spread almost before dawn, and it will only take a few days to reach the capital.

Tears welled up in his eyes, a mixture of gratitude and admiration for his good fortune. "It's all thanks to the combined efforts of our 300,000-strong army. Soldiers, with the divine help, we will surely overcome this hardship, destroy the empire, and return home soon!"

Following Qi Yu's final roar, all the soldiers stood up, raised their spears, and shouted: "Destroy the enemy, return home, destroy the enemy, return home!"

No one doesn't miss home.

Everyone wants a wife, children and a warm bed.

Looking at the dazzling young faces below, Qi Yu secretly swore in his heart that as long as he lived, he would unify the world!

Let there be no war in this world!

"All soldiers, remember this: the one who helped us is Qi Zilin!"

Duan Zhan shouted again, and he led everyone to recite Qi Yu's name over and over again.

Just to let these three words drift away with the wind.

Qi Zilin, also known as Qi Yu.

Qi Yu is Qi Zilin.

As long as the entire court knew about the heroic deeds of the military camp tonight and Qi Yu's heroic deeds, it would matter how big a mistake he made. As long as someone mentioned the retrial of the deposed crown prince case in the court, he would have a legitimate reason to return to the capital.

"Thank you, Brother Duan!"

Qi Yu bowed to Duan Zhan with both hands.

Duan Zhan couldn't bear it, so he quickly helped the man up and said, "Qi Yu, this is all I can help you with. The rest is up to you."

"We've just defeated Beiling, so I can't accompany you back to the capital. I can only wait until the palace hears the news and the emperor summons me. Of course, it also depends on whether the enemy dares to attack again."

As long as there is no war on the border, he can return to the court.

But if the enemy is still determined to fight, who knows how long this battle will last. It would be better if Qi Yu could make military achievements, but if not, what happened tonight would be enough to help him.

"Report, General, this man...is not called Qi Zilin!"

Suddenly, a soldier holding a spear rushed out from the center of the crowd.

He deliberately raised the tone of his voice so that the surrounding soldiers could hear what he said.

He is not Qi Zilin, then who is he?

Seeing the soldiers' strange expressions, Duan Zhan frowned slightly and quickly ordered Qi Yu, "Quick, bring this man up!"

It turned out that there were not one but three people who suddenly broke out.

The three men looked at each other, then at Qi Yu, and ran towards the city wall from three different directions, shouting as they ran, "He is not Qi Zilin. General, don't be fooled by this thief."

The person who helped everyone get food is a liar?

Took away someone else's identity?

The general was also deceived?

For a moment, 300,000 soldiers were standing there uncomfortably, whispering to each other.

Duan Zhan on the city wall had a grim expression on his face and a murderous aura all over his body. He had thought about what would happen if someone recognized Qi Yu's identity, but he never expected it to be tonight.

"Qi Yu, do you recognize those people?"

Duan Zhan asked, and when he turned around he saw Qi Yu's face was ashen and his whole body was tense.

Oh no, I really recognized it.

Then they can no longer speak.

Duan Zhan gave Wu Yu a look, signaling him to find a way to make him shut up.

However, the three of them seemed to have made up their minds. When they arrived at the foot of the city wall, they did not jump onto the wall. Instead, they stood in front of the 300,000-strong army and pointed at Qi Yu on the wall and said, "He is not Qi Zilin, this is his alias. We recognize him. We saw him last time when we were on a mission with General Guo. He is the current crown prince Qi Yu!"

In front of the 300,000-strong army, the three loudly exposed his identity, "Yes, he is the deposed Crown Prince Qi-Yu!"