If you traveled back to ancient times, while others ate Guanyin clay, you would actually have giant

Su Yuan still didn't go down to save Jin Xi'er. Dong Hu's obstruction, coupled with the last bit of rationality in his mind, made him order the boat to set sail. Seeing that Jin Xi'er's carriage was surrounded by countless soldiers, he dared not think any further.

"Dazi, I will definitely exterminate your entire clan."

This was Su Yuan's final shout as he stood on the boat.

. . . . . .

The Imperial Palace in the capital.

"Crown Prince Li Junren will be the commander-in-chief, with Yang Xiu, Chen Hong, and others... They will set off for the Dazi Kingdom in three days."

Spring has finally arrived, and Da Long has finally announced his break with Da Zi. Li Tiancheng has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Originally, this timeframe was supposed to be delayed for many years, but the advent of firearms gave Li Tiancheng hope. After deducing the situation with his generals, they concluded that the time was ripe, so the plan to conquer the Dazi Kingdom was successfully brought forward.

The expeditionary force is undoubtedly the most luxurious in the history of the Great Dragon Army, with the Crown Prince as the commander-in-chief. This is also Li Tian's way of earning enough prestige for the Crown Prince, and then having a group of skilled soldiers as his assistants.

Prince's Mansion.

Upon receiving the imperial decree to lead the expedition again, Zhou Wu immediately rushed to the capital.

“Your Highness, there’s really no need for you to take me with you to every battle. There are still many things to do in the South China Sea, and I’m very busy.”

Zhou Wu's complaints were unprecedented. Throughout history, those who never went to the battlefield were only afraid of death. But it was clear that Zhou Wu was not afraid of death, because he was very confident in this attack on the Dazi Kingdom. He simply wanted to stay in the South China Sea and focus on his own development, and did not want to go on business trips.

"This is a great opportunity to make a contribution. How could I forget about you for something like this?"

"Thank you, but please give this opportunity to someone else next time. I don't need it."

Zhou Wu had never been interested in making any contributions. If he wanted to, he had a hundred ways to do so. Moreover, he was well aware that Li Tiancheng had significantly reduced the rewards for his previous merits. However, he didn't ask Li Tiancheng for a reply. Why? It was simply because he was afraid of standing out from the crowd. As a modern person, he was very clear about such unfounded accusations.

"You are the only one in the entire Great Dragon who understands firearms best, and last time when you were in charge of logistics, all the generals praised you highly. They also collectively petitioned the Emperor to specifically request that you participate."

"Logistics again?"

Am I destined to be a logistics worker for the rest of my life?

"Or do you still want to be a vanguard?"

Li Junren thought Zhou Wu would like logistics, so he specially reserved a position for him, but unexpectedly Zhou Wu didn't seem very willing.

Where are my men?

His Majesty's decree has already been issued, and no one can change it now, so Zhou Wu has no choice but to set off.

"They should have arrived by now. It's your Qingyang Army. How about that? Pretty good, huh?"

Upon hearing that it was the Qingyang Army, Zhou Wu's mood immediately improved. The Qingyang Army was his own elite force, and since its formation, it had only engaged in minor skirmishes with mountain bandits, never experiencing a real war.

Being brought in to participate in the war against the Dazi, as a logistics officer, meant I didn't face much direct combat pressure, but I could also take the opportunity to see what real warfare was like.

. . . . . .

When the Qingyang Army entered the capital, both the common people and the various armies gathered in the capital looked at the army with envy. The three thousand men were all mounted on tall horses and were armed to the teeth. No one would have guessed that this heavily armed army was actually a local army from a remote area.

"Which region's army is this?"

"I don't know, I've never seen that flag before."

"I heard it's the Qingyang Army."

"What kind of army is the Qingyang Army?"

"You've never heard of the Qingyang Army? It's Lord Zhou Wu's army."

"I heard that Lord Zhou Wu is once again in charge of logistics this time."

"What? You mean such an elite army is actually in logistics?"

Unexpectedly, the entry of the Qingyang Army into the city caused such a sensation. The people were thinking that if the logistics army was so elite, what about the other armies? The morale of the army and civilians of Dalong soared.

. . . . .

Zhou Wu was already very skilled in logistics, so all preparations were carried out in an orderly manner.

The day before their departure, the Crown Princess found Zhou Wu.

"I've met the Crown Princess."

"Lord Zhou, there's no need for you to be so polite. I've come here today with a request."

The Crown Princess said with some difficulty.

"Please speak, Your Highness."

"The Dazi on this expedition is not as powerful as Gao Li. I hope Lord Zhou will ensure the Crown Prince's safety. I thank you in advance."

It turns out the Crown Princess came for the Crown Prince, which makes sense now. The strength of the Dazi is indeed far beyond that of Gao Li. In the previous dynasty, the Dazi easily defeated 200,000 infantrymen with only 50,000 cavalrymen, and not just defeated them, but completely annihilated them.

Two hundred thousand soldiers had their heads cut off and piled up into a pyramid, which was then displayed on the grasslands for all to see. From then on, the brutality of the Dazi spread throughout the surrounding countries, and the Central Plains countries trembled in fear.

Previously, when the Crown Prince went to war against Gao Li, he was only an assistant. This time, however, he became the commander-in-chief, even though he had a group of powerful assistants. But on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and no one can predict what might happen.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. With me here, I will ensure that nothing happens to the Crown Prince. Moreover, almost all of the most capable young generals of the Great Dragon Army have been dispatched this time, so you can put your mind at ease."

Zhou Wu comforted the Crown Princess, saying that although the Dazi cavalry were fierce, the Great Dragon now had musketeers, making them virtually invincible on the road. Unless a god intervened, the Great Dragon's chances of winning were still very high.

After sending the Crown Princess away, Zhou Wu began his final war mobilization.

. . . . .

Logistics barracks.

Niu Er and three thousand Qingyang soldiers rode on their horses, waiting for their commander, Zhou Wu, to give them instructions.

"Gentlemen, a few years ago, our Qingyang Army was able to fight our way through tens of thousands of people with just three hundred men. Now we have three thousand men, the best weapons and equipment, and the most tenacious willpower. I don't believe anyone can stop us. The Dazi have a fearsome reputation, but that's because they haven't encountered our Qingyang Army. Otherwise, they would have been finished long ago. In my eyes, Dazi soldiers are just easy targets. Do you all have the confidence to annihilate the Dazi?"

“Have faith”

“Have faith”

“Have faith”

The three thousand men shouted three times in unison, their voices deafening. Even the soldiers in the nearby military camps were intimidated by this earth-shattering momentum.

"It's good to have confidence, but I regret to inform you that our Qingyang Army's mission this time is logistics, so it's very likely that we won't even get a bowl of soup. The Dazi cavalry will also leave this world with regrets, because they will never see the strongest soldiers in the world."

"Haha."

"Haha~~~"

"Big brother is absolutely right."

Zhou Wu's words drew laughter from the soldiers, and Niu Er realized that this was the difference between a scholar and a roughneck like himself.