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Luzi did not answer General Wang's question but handed him a cup of tea. "You should drink some water to extinguish the fire. I am here for everything! Now, I want to see how many heroes are still hidden in this world."
General Wang couldn't quite grasp the meaning of those words as he took a sip from the cup. Could it be that Luzi already had a complete plan? But he had only just arrived here today! Even the current unfavorable situation was something he had just learned from Feng Ting.
While General Wang was still hesitating, Luzi smiled and nodded, then pointed to his heart. "General Wang! The capacity here may seem small, but it can directly determine how vast your world is. It looks small, but once you delve into it, you'll find it's endless!" After saying this, he pulled out a square agarwood box from his pocket.
This box belonged to Chuchu!
General Wang recognized it immediately since he had seen Chuchu carrying it before. "General! Does this contain rouge and powder?"
Luzi seriously placed the agarwood box on the table and gently opened the lid. Looking at the tools inside, he revealed a satisfied smile. "You all are in such a hurry and haven't gotten down to business! If you want to achieve immortality, it all depends on what’s in this box!"
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The Zhao Army, lying in ambush on the hillside, watched helplessly as Shanxia indeed brought a large group of people but did not push down the large stones that had been prepared. It wasn't that they didn't want to push; they simply couldn't.
On the mountain path, there was a bustling crowd with carts and loads, chatting and walking along the road. Heading to Lightwolf Fortress was a great opportunity; not only was there meat to eat, but also wine to drink. As long as they didn't drink too much and mess things up, the general wouldn't say anything. After all, even the general drank; this could be seen as setting a bad example.
Sima Shang looked at this Supply Team and suddenly felt a surge of frustration. He helplessly glanced at Li Mu and asked, "What should we do now?"
Li Mu simply handed a piece of chicken to one of the soldiers beside him and stood up, saying, "What else can we do? Our trip wasn't in vain! Let's follow the Supply Team back to the city!"
Sima Shang felt helpless about this suggestion as well but thought that at least they hadn't come in vain! They had seen some results; it would have been worse if they returned empty-handed!
Just a moment ago, some Soldiers had already gone down to inquire. This is a genuine Zhao Army supply convoy. The general leading the group knows some of the Soldiers stationed at the mountain, as they are from the same hometown. They can call each other by name, so how could this be fake!?
The reason they did not come on schedule to transport food but arrived early is, of course, due to the excessive sand mixed with the grain. With the same weight, the amount that can be consumed has decreased significantly. If they do not come to transport food soon, the Military will run out of supplies the day after tomorrow. However, the scheduled time for transporting food is not until the day after tomorrow; what should be done!?
Sima Shang stood up and looked at the distant mountain road, where there were still no signs of the Qin Army with their banners waving. He wanted to ask if they should leave some personnel behind but saw Li Mu heading down the mountain without looking back. With a sigh, he could only shout loudly, "The practical training is over! Everyone stand up and return to the city!"
Upon receiving news from the Army, Li Xin and Han Yongcheng hurriedly climbed up to the city tower. After coordinating matters with those outside the city, they opened the city gates. Sima Shang followed Li Mu's suggestion and brought only a small number of troops into the city to handle affairs. The main force remained outside to ensure the safety of Lightwolf Fortress. The two entered through the tall city gates alongside the Supply Team, receiving a highly respectful welcome ceremony.
Han Yongcheng was perceptive and quickly made Sima Shang very satisfied with just a few words. Li Mu followed behind Sima General, merely smiling and engaging in pleasantries without saying a word. Suddenly noticing Li Xin among the welcoming party, he walked over and asked, "Brother, you look very familiar?"
This respect in his heart did not mean he was overly cautious; Li Xin had also seen much of the world. At this moment, seeing that he was recognized, he hurriedly said, "Li Sergeant here, my surname is Li as well. Speaking of which, we share the same surname; I am a descendant of Li Er. However, my branch has diverged over generations, so we do not live in the same village."
Li Mu's background differs from Li Xin's; there is an essential distinction between them. One is a child from a common family while the other is a descendant of a renowned general. This is an undeniable fact, and social status was extremely difficult to change at that time. At this moment, because of Luzi's reminder, Li Xin understood Li Mu better than Li Mu understood himself. It was known that Li Mu lived in that village and had relatives there; even a few childhood friends were aware of this. Now bringing it up made Li Mu feel quite bewildered.
Despite having potential as a military genius, when it comes to handling social matters, Li Mu clearly does not compare to Li Xin. Additionally, due to various reasons, he frequently transferred within the Military, resulting in many acquaintances but fewer close friends. It could be said that many Soldiers knew him well; however, his frequent transfers led to him knowing fewer people.
Li Mu nodded repeatedly as he listened and believed this fellow townsman without doubt. Since they were from the same hometown, it naturally brought tears to his eyes. With this background established, mentioning distant relatives would quickly draw them closer.
Han Yongcheng handled matters for the main group while Li Xin took care of secondary matters. The Grain Supervisor responsible for transporting supplies naturally recognized several officials and came over to exchange pleasantries before heading to the general's residence for old times' sake. At this point, things were developing in a controllable direction.
With guests filling up at the already prepared banquet table, they notified the kitchen to serve hot dishes. Although there was no band or dancing for entertainment, it was still lively. Sitting in a lower position at the table, Li Mu may not have held as high a status as several others present but could still take his seat due to being second-in-command of this operation.
In fact, there could be some flexibility regarding this matter; switching between actual positions and nominal ones posed no problem whatsoever. Fortunately, this host did not treat anyone as an outsider and frequently toasted him during the meal as a sign of respect.
According to the rules, the band Songstress is not part of the military hierarchy, but it exists due to some unspoken regulations. The military has long had this practice, and it is tacitly approved by various generals. If it weren't for Sima Shang's inconvenient official duties, the Grain Supervisor would have already intended to summon them. Fortunately, Han Yongcheng discreetly informed about this matter, which helped avoid an awkward situation. If a commotion had arisen at the banquet, it would have been unpleasant for everyone involved.
Sima Shang was initially somewhat worried, fearing that this individual might lose their temper in front of outsiders at such an occasion. However, after a few drinks, he noticed nothing unusual. Remembering what Li Mu had said outside the city, he felt reassured and continued to drink without further concern. Just as Han Yongcheng and others finished toasting and were about to raise their glasses in return, Li Mu walked in with a cup.
"Lords! I am just a humble Sergeant. Today, I am fortunate to share this banquet with you all, which I consider a great honor," Li Mu said, noticing that he had become the center of attention. He couldn't help but sneer inwardly and said solemnly, "Come! Raise your glasses! This toast is on behalf of all the officers and soldiers on the front lines who are enduring hardships!" With that, he tilted his head back and drank it all down.
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