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The army of Beisheng advanced at an astonishing speed like a surging torrent, quickly entering the Western Rong Kingdom.

Meanwhile, Ruan Mumu and Qiao Tinghao's sharpshooting team were equally formidable, following closely behind at lightning speed.

After they passed through the battlefield, Ruan Mumu mobilized more than eighty motorcycles.

The sharpshooters nimbly leaped onto the motorcycles, each with a soldier riding on their back.

With the deafening roar of the engines, the convoy sped towards the inner city of Xirong like an arrow released from a bow.

Along the way, they were like brave and fearless vanguards, taking the lead in clearing away the many obstacles that blocked the army's advance.

With them leading the way, the main force behind them was able to accelerate smoothly, and their marching speed was much faster than before.

The army of Beisheng Kingdom carried out propaganda work during its march, pacifying the townspeople along the way and distributing food and warm clothing.

The incompetence, tyranny, and rampant aggression of the Western Rong Dynasty over the years, along with its wanton invasion of Beisheng and provocations against neighboring countries, have long caused immense suffering and resentment among the people.

Now that they have seen this righteous army arrive, even if they are not from their own country, the people don't care who is in power.

The people are most welcome by those who can ensure that they have enough to eat and wear, and who can provide them with a stable life.

When Ruan Mumu and his army arrived in a town, they distributed food and warm clothing to the local people.

The standard grain distribution for each person was ten catties of rice and ten catties of flour, two cotton quilts and two cotton-padded clothes for each family, which was enough for them to get through this cold winter.

If any of the people of Xirong are willing to join the army of Beisheng, they will be rewarded with ten catties of rice, ten catties of flour, and two sets of winter clothes.

After receiving the gifts from the Northern Sheng army, the people of Xirong Kingdom expressed their sincere and enthusiastic welcome to the Northern Sheng army.

"If the army of Beisheng had arrived here sooner, perhaps my mother wouldn't have starved to death! Waaah..." The sorrowful cries seemed to pierce through the cold air, making everyone's heart clench.

"Fortunately, this winter, with so much food, warm clothes, and thick quilts, we no longer have to endure the torment of hunger and cold!" The speaker's eyes shone with hope, and his face was full of relief at surviving a disaster.

"Yes, we're sure we'll get through this long and cold winter smoothly this year!" someone in the crowd echoed, their tone filled with anticipation for the future.

"That's right, we all want to become citizens of Beisheng, and we warmly welcome the arrival of the Beisheng army!"

"They are our saviors, bringing us hope and a glimmer of light to survive!" someone shouted.

Everyone nodded in agreement, their excitement evident.

At this moment, it seemed as if a raging fire was burning in the hearts of every person in the Western Rong.

The flames were blazing and bright, representing both their fervent anticipation and longing for a better future, and also a flame of gratitude born from their deepest feelings of appreciation for the Northern Sheng army.

In fact, hidden among this bustling crowd were a group of people with special identities—they were originally soldiers in the Northern Sheng Army, but now they disguised themselves as civilians of the Western Rong and quietly blended in, cleverly inciting and encouraging the surrounding people.

Under the leadership of Qiao Tinghao and Ruan Mumu, the mighty army of Beisheng Kingdom advanced triumphantly, constantly absorbing fresh blood along the way, and the team gradually grew stronger.

Many men from the Western Rong Kingdom, facing food shortages at home, made a resolute choice to join the Northern Sheng army in order to provide their families with more sustenance and escape this difficult situation!

Only in this way can they secure a greater chance for their families to survive.

After a long and arduous journey of more than half a month, the army of Beisheng has achieved brilliant results - successfully capturing five cities in succession!

If it weren't for the need to appease and care for the local people, requiring time and effort to properly resettle them, we probably would have already taken over all ten cities by now.

After all, the Northern Sheng army is now strong and well-equipped, with ample food supplies and a variety of excellent weapons and equipment. In comparison, the Western Rong army is simply no match for it and cannot stop the Northern Sheng army's relentless and fierce offensive.

This was the last day that the Northern Sheng army stayed in Suling City.

Qiao Tinghao accompanied Ruan Mumu to watch the distribution of grain. Seeing the large number of people queuing up in an orderly manner to receive the grain, Ruan Mumu's heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

"Brother, tell me, why do so many people, living such difficult lives, still not rise up in resistance?" Ruan Mumu stared at the ragged, emaciated people, her heart filled with sorrow and confusion.

As a girl who grew up under the five-star red flag, and especially since her family, though not wealthy, had never experienced hunger, she could hardly truly understand the pain and helplessness caused by being tormented by both hunger and cold.

At this moment, Qiao Tinghao also turned his gaze to the group of people in the distance who were immersed in the brief joy of receiving food, and slowly said: "Girl, when people can't even solve the most basic problem of food and clothing, who will have enough energy and courage to resist?"

Each day, just searching for a bite to eat exhausts all their strength. Survival has become an incredibly difficult struggle for them.

He sighed softly, a deep worry showing in his eyes.

"Then we must defeat the Western Rong Dynasty and lead these suffering people to a better life." Ruan Mumu murmured as she looked at the people whose faces lit up with satisfied smiles as they received food and winter supplies.

"Don't worry! This time we're going straight for their capital and we're determined to wipe out the Western Rong Kingdom," Qiao Tinghao said softly, holding Ruan Mumu's small hand.

"Hey, girls, why didn't you call me when you came out? I've been looking for you everywhere." Liu Ziyun appeared behind the two of them without them noticing.

Ruan Mumu quietly broke free from Qiao Tinghao's grasp, as she was embarrassed to be overly intimate with him in front of Liu Ziyun.

In the past, Liu Ziyun and Qiao Tinghao often clashed, and the two often disliked each other, arguing whenever they met, mostly because of her.

Even if Ruan Mumu was oblivious to matters of love, she could roughly understand that Liu Ziyun was probably curious about her.

The budding of feelings begins with curiosity about a person.

"Is there something you need from Young Master Liu?" Ruan Mumu blinked and looked curiously at Liu Ziyun, who was handsome but had a bit of a childlike air about him, and asked softly.

Liu Ziyun crossed his arms, pouted slightly, and pretended to be displeased, replying angrily, "Hmph! It's nothing serious, I just heard that you two went out for a trip, and you didn't even think to invite me! That's so unfair!"

After saying that, she deliberately turned her head to the side, as if she was really angry.

Upon seeing this, Ruan Mumu couldn't help but chuckle.

She knew that although Liu Ziyun came from a wealthy family, his personality was as innocent and unrestrained as that of a child.

She shook her head gently, her eyes filled with helplessness.

Just then, as if remembering something important, Ruan Mumu suddenly turned to look at Liu Ziyun beside her and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Liu, are you interested in taking that prestigious position?"

This sudden question stunned Liu Ziyun, and the expression on his face changed from dissatisfaction to astonishment.

He instinctively reached out to cover Ruan Mumu's mouth, afraid that she would utter another word.

However, as soon as he made a move, Qiao Tinghao, who was quick-witted and agile, reached out and grabbed him firmly.

"Speak properly, why are you resorting to violence? What kind of behavior is this!" Qiao Tinghao's face darkened as he reprimanded in a low voice.

Liu Ziyun was somewhat sullen after being reprimanded by Qiao Tinghao.

He reluctantly lowered his hand, then adopted a nonchalant and cynical attitude, replying with a grin: "Oh, don't be so serious! I have no interest in power or status!"

My favorite thing to do is taste all kinds of delicious food. My dream is to travel the world with you all, sampling all the world's finest delicacies!

As he spoke, he couldn't help but lick his lips, as if he was already looking forward to that wonderful culinary journey.

"Oh dear, wipe your drool! Look at you, it's almost dripping onto your clothes!" Ruan Mumu said with a teasing smile, her eyes full of mockery.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ziyun actually picked up a handkerchief from the side and pretended to wipe the corner of his mouth, as if there really was some saliva there.

This comical scene made Ruan Mumu unable to hold back any longer, and she burst into laughter. Her clear and melodious laughter echoed in the air like silver bells.

Seeing Ruan Mumu laughing so happily, bending over backwards, Liu Ziyun and Qiao Tinghao were also infected by her joy and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

For a moment, their laughter and chatter became a unique sight on the street, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

After a while, Ruan Mumu finally stopped laughing, took a deep breath and said, "Alright, alright, let's stop having so much fun and hurry back!"

I have important things to do; I need to hurry up and prepare those weapons.

This time, we must press on with our momentum and march straight to the capital of the Western Rong, kicking their emperor to the curb!

Upon hearing this, Liu Ziyun and Qiao Tinghao exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

They were well aware, of course, that what Ruan Mumu meant by preparing weapons was actually returning to that mysterious space to organize and prepare various combat equipment.

Although they were filled with curiosity about that magical space, they also knew that its secrets could not be easily explored.

So the two nodded and said, "Okay, okay, we'll listen to you then. Let's hurry back!" With that, the three of them turned around and walked quickly back the way they came.

After returning to the inn, Ruan Mumu went to her room.

To ensure that Ruan Mumu would not be disturbed, Qiao Tinghao specially arranged for Qiao Zuoer and Qiao Zuosan to take turns on duty that night.

Knowing that Qiao Tinghao had arranged for someone to protect her, Ruan Mumu entered her own space with peace of mind.

She recalled that in the past few days, every time they entered a city, they had collected half of the jewelry and silver from the city lord's mansion. Qiao Tinghao had given it to her as funds to provide weapons and food for the army, and Wang Dezhu also agreed.

When Ruan Mumu arrived at the virtual space floor, she saw dozens of boxes of jewelry, silver, and banknotes, and couldn't help but feel delighted.

"Master, you've arrived!" the purple elf's voice suddenly rang out.

"It's rare for you to be so attentive. Do you have something to ask of me?" Ruan Mumu said jokingly.

"Master, have you noticed any changes in the space?" the purple elf asked again.

Ruan Mumu looked around but saw nothing had changed, so she said, "No."

"Mainly, there's a staircase over there. Go up and see."

As Ruan Mumu went up the stairs, she found that there was another floor, which was the same size as the virtual space she had just been in, and there were even more weapons inside.

"Wow! Mr. Zi, where did these come from?" Ruan Mumu exclaimed.

"Master, I used your silver notes, ninety thousand taels of silver notes..." The purple elf's voice grew softer and softer.

Ruan Mumu was unmoved by the news; this was the first time she hadn't felt heartbroken about losing her money.

“Well done this time. Anyway, I didn’t earn the money, and the stuff isn’t just for me. Hahaha…” Ruan Mumu couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

After a long and peaceful night's rest, as the first rays of dawn touched the earth, the entire unit was already lined up neatly, presenting a solemn and dignified scene. Everyone was in high spirits, their eyes resolute, as if ready to meet new challenges and battles at any moment.

The vanguard was still composed of Qiao Tinghao, Ruan Mumu, and Liu Ziyun, who shouldered an important mission—to clear any possible obstacles for the main army.

Since the Western Rong lost those five crucial cities, the lords of every city that was a necessary stop on the way to the capital have been in a state of extreme panic.

Some city lords are now worried about facing a just trial and punishment from the Northern Sheng army because they have committed too many evil deeds of plundering and oppressing the people in the past.

Others had heard that the city lords of the cities that had previously fallen were all shot in the head and killed instantly by an elite unit of Beisheng known as the "Divine Sniper Team".

These rumors terrified the city lords, who feared they would be the next to suffer.