System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

"I'm asking about the military settlements."

"Rest for two years. In the first year, all the income from the military settlements will be used to subsidize the people and soldiers in various places so that they can be self-sufficient."

“Last year’s harvest was finally put into the granary.”

"We have to wait at least another year. In another year, the grain reserves in Yuzhou and Yanzhou will be enough to support an army of 100,000 for a year's expedition."

Cui Yan thought about it in his mind before speaking.

"Wait another year?"

"Can't wait."

"My bones are about to become crispy."

"In the past two years, the soldiers have become slack in combat."

"If we wait another year, I'm afraid they will all forget how to wield swords and guns."

"If there's not enough food in the Central Plains, we can use Luoyang and Chang'an to make up for it!"

"It would take little effort for Chang'an to enter Nanyang from Wuguan."

"All the grain and fodder from Luoyang and the Central Plains was transported to Yingchuan."

"No matter what, we must take over all of northern Xiangyang this year."

"A good place like Nanyang must not be given to Liu Bei and Liu Biao."

Dong Yu stopped and said without any doubt.

Now that we have a strong army and abundant money and food, there is no need to wait for the Central Plains to fill the granaries.

Save the supplies from Yuzhou first, they will be useful when we attack Jiangdong later.

"My Lord, there's no need to be so hasty."

"We occupy the vast Central Plains, far beyond the reach of Jingzhou, Yangzhou, and Yizhou."

"In a hurry, they should be the ones to take the blame."

Cui Yan was a little confused as to why the party with the advantage was so anxious.

"The old man's health can't keep up."

"At least he should be allowed to experience the thrill of being an emperor."

Dong Yu sighed.

Dong Zhuo is now sixty-two years old.

For a normal person, sixty-two may not be considered too old.

But Mr. Dong, at the age of 62, really can’t last many more years.

When he was young, he was full of fighting and danger, and he was left with many old injuries.

The unrestrained enjoyment in Luoyang and Chang'an made the body overloaded.

When I went to Chang'an to see him last winter, he had lost much weight and his appetite was much worse than before.

It can be seen that it is about time for him to leave in the next few years.

Dong Yu's order was quickly conveyed to all the armies.

The soldiers of Dong's army, who had rested for two years, became excited instantly when they learned that a war was about to break out.

"Finally, the war is about to begin again."

"Is this the time to pacify the world?"

"Am I also considered a founding hero?"

Ma Chao wiped his precious spear and said with a smile.

"It counts, it counts. The lord has said that we will not be treated unfairly after our bloody battles."

Zhang Xiu touched the precious red horse that had finally come to him, with joy in his eyes.

My lord never lies.

I said I would give him a BMW and I will definitely give it to him.

It just took a bit too long.

In the training ground

The sword flashes and the sticks crisscross.

There was a clanging sound between the old and the young.

"No!"

"I can't beat you, kid, you don't even know how to give me some ground."

Huang Zhong retreated with a knife in his hand and looked at the adult Huang Xu with displeasure.

"Father, I have already released the water."

Huang Xu said with a smile, holding the golden coiled dragon stick in his hand.

"roll!"

"Little calf!"

"You must honor me when this war begins. My lord is on the verge of pacifying the world. If you don't make a contribution now, it will be too late."

Huang Zhong's old face turned red with anger and he spoke in a serious tone.

"Don't worry, Dad."

"With one wave of the golden staff in my hand, all the enemy generals will be killed."

Huang Xu touched the golden stick lovingly.

This was his childhood dream, and now that he has it, he cherishes it even more.

The lord is so good to him.

A stick like this, let alone being used as a weapon, can even be pawned for a lot of money at a critical moment.

赵府

"Ma'am, you are pretending too much."

Zhao Yun looked at Dong Bai who was packing his luggage for him, his eyes full of doting.

Hello, ma’am!

His title is higher than that of Mr. Zhao.

Many times, everyone in the Zhao family relied on the lady to improve their meals.

"not much!"

"The march is tough, so I'll pack you some extra clothes. Don't follow those sweaty, smelly guys."

Dong Bai shook his head and reminded.

"what?"

"Anyone else smelling of sweat?"

Zhao Yun's face turned pale and he asked hurriedly.

No way, no way!

"Who else could it be? My uncle."