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Cheng Wenzheng is still in good spirits. Dressed in full armor, he looks like a man in his forties at first glance.

Cheng Jinzhou stood in front of his cheap grandfather, feeling a little embarrassed. In terms of age, Cheng Wenzheng was indeed his grandfather, but in terms of blood relationship and closeness, the two of them were like strangers.

However, unlike Cheng Yun'an, Cheng Wenzheng is a very rigid person in officialdom. He first paid tribute to Cheng Jinzhou in the name of Zhennan Governor's Lieutenant Envoy, and then said in a more normal tone: "Jinzhou, I heard that you dispersed tens of thousands of Northern Han troops?"

The sudden courtesy caught Cheng Jinzhou off guard. For the sake of the dozen or so generals around him, he had to pinch his nose and say, "There are tens of thousands of people, probably thirty or forty thousand or fifty or sixty thousand."

"How much exactly?" Cheng Wenzheng stared at people who didn't have military qualities. He couldn't see the courtesy just now.

If Cheng Jinzhou hadn't been a star warlock, he might have slapped him. The difference between 30,000 and 60,000 people is doubled, and even the most inferior soldiers under his command can keep the same number.

Cheng Jinzhou continued to laugh awkwardly, and finally pulled the people out of the canvas bag, found the quartermaster and asked, "How many thousands of people do you have here?"

"Forty-two thousand people." The quartermaster's face was like a panda swimming in muddy water. Sweat, snot, and tears were mixed together, along with dust and other sticky substances on his clothes. The level of filth was staggering. He breathed the air greedily, and could no longer see the Earl's command and the quartermaster's high spirits.

Those few businessmen were unbearable. They all had at least one big trading company under their name, but in front of the Star Warlock, no matter how expensive their lives were, they could be replaced at any time.

However, no one cares about the fate of several businessmen. Cheng Wenzheng looked at the quartermaster with interest, and finally showed a smile and said, "The prisoner you captured? Is the officer a young man?"

"He's their quartermaster. I heard he's an earl." Cheng Jinzhou seemed to be offering a treasure. His immaturity as a star warlock made him more attached to worldly power and fame.

After all, there are only a few people who can achieve self-satisfaction in a very small scope and spiritual world. Normal people want to be recognized in a wider circle.

The quartermaster looked at Cheng Wenzheng longingly, not daring to speak nonsense. The bumps on the road made him understand that his life was so fragile that he would lose it if he let go. In addition, with a fourth-level star warlock by his side, it was difficult for him to judge who really had the final say.

The old man of the Cheng family slowly began to ponder.

He looked at the generals around him hesitantly, and finally sighed and said: "The general will inevitably die in battle, no one can predict such a day. Someone, help him notify his family, I want twice the ransom."

The quartermaster nodded excitedly, then burst into tears. The banker was a well-known big family in the Northern Han Dynasty in the past. In this turmoil, they did not get much benefit from adhering to neutrality, but they did not lose the family business. With many big families being broken up, the banker's ranking has improved, and money is no longer an issue.

Just when the merchants were about to beg for mercy, Cheng Jinzhou whispered: "Commissioner, what did you say before was not 20 times? When did it become double?"

"Twenty..." The quartermaster was sure that he had never said such a thing, but he quickly reacted and nodded repeatedly: "The small one said 20 times, the small one said 20 times."

Daxia's generals looked at the quartermaster with discriminatory eyes. To them, nobles should be the most reserved people. It was really shameful to cry for a small life. Some people even covered their faces and ran away because of this, which surprised Cheng Jinzhou for a while.

Kong Wei covered his arm and returned to the carriage to rest. Hui Minren also lazily found a carriage and sat on it. Cheng Jinzhou reluctantly smiled at Cheng Wenzheng and said: "We are preparing to return to Daxia, but the soldiers are afraid that we will have to stay for a while."

Cheng Wenzheng's army has moved to an ideal position. Now it only needs to wait for Daxia's reinforcements to arrive before it can successfully attack Hanking. At this time, Cheng Jinzhou did not want to waste time and took the army home. He only promised to send some of the heavily damaged cavalry battalions to the second line after reinforcements were received.

The officers all agreed with his idea, so they simply found a place to set up camp. Unless the Northern Han Dynasty can organize another high-death force, it is impossible to break the current deadlock with just two disloyal fourth-level star warlocks.

Cheng Jinzhou notified Taiyu and asked him to replace the injured warlock Kong Weixing. As long as there are two level four star warlocks on the battlefield, the opponent's level four star warlocks will basically not appear.

After doing this, the gentlemen of Daxia began to live a life of traveling on the grassland.

It is impossible for the Northern Han Dynasty to send people to harass the team with high-level star warlocks, and Cheng Jinzhou is not ready to go to the front line now. Now it just depends on how many reinforcements both sides can get.

After two days of this, Xiao Cheng re-entered the learning stage, and Ysu's work also changed from exercising, sleeping, and improving materials to exercising, teaching, and sleeping. There aren't that many materials for him to use here.

On the fourth day, Taiyuxing Warlock finished the work at hand and came to Sweetwater Grassland. He also brought a lot of ointment and applied it to Kong Wei's injured area, and the infection was quickly resolved.

"Warlock Cao Fengxing helped me match it." Taiyu didn't take the credit.

Kong Wei hadn't been injured in some years and didn't want to talk about the heroic process with Taiyu. He waited until the wound had recovered a little and was ready to return. Hui Minren did stay, but judging from their looks, it was obvious that they didn't want to be in Beihan or Daxia. Stay longer.

Speaking of which, the three of them all wanted to gain something from the Cheng Jinzhou Holy Church practitioner, but after such a long time, it was hard for them to persevere with their patience. The research of mathematics and physics is a process of retreat if you do not advance. When you stop researching and do other things, other researchers will take a step ahead of you. Once something like this happens, the honor of priority research is likely to be continuously lost. For the same effort, the first place gets much more than the second place.

Even if he is a Templar practitioner, the information he reveals still requires painstaking research by the Star Warlocks, not to mention that Cheng Jinzhou doesn't want to reveal the smallest thing right now.

So except for Taiyu who got the benefit and remained silent, the other two people became disinterested.

Cheng Jinzhou did not point out that if the resources given to the fourth-level star warlocks were regarded as salary, Li Xianfeng's requirement that they only have enough to eat was obviously a more suitable choice. Comparing the latter to the former is like comparing a sweatshop worker to a civil servant.

Cheng Wenzheng's elite troops roamed the grasslands every day, driving the tribes to the south and north.

The Northern Han Dynasty's own grain production was limited, and the city defense of Hanking was also sparse. It was really not easy to adopt a defensive posture.

Daxia's second batch of reinforcements slowly crossed the Sweetwater Grassland and arrived at the camp. A total of 30,000 soldiers, plus nearly 10,000 baggage troops, represented a normal supply line across the grassland. This alone made Cheng Wenzheng excited. Since Daxia changed its Northern Han strategy to focus on defense, recent For a hundred years, no army established a front.

And positional warfare is what Daxia is good at. Compared with the first batch of elite cavalry, the role these ordinary soldiers can play may not be great. At best, they can be used when attacking cities and defending strongholds. But precisely because of this, Cheng Wenzheng suddenly felt at ease.

From this, Cheng Jinzhou also prepared for the return trip. He originally wanted to take his grandfather back to Daxia, but the stubborn Zhennan Governor had no concept of the dangers of the battlefield. After repeated refusals, he had to leave him to continue to command. .

On the 38th day after entering the grassland, Cheng Jinzhou rode Lu Xu and returned to Daxia by himself.

Kong Wei had gone back to recuperate a long time ago, and Hui Minren had to stay on the Tianshui Grassland for a long time. Of the three people who came, he and Lu Xu were the only ones left to complete the set goal.

At this time, De'an had become a logistics port for the southwest front.

Not only did the war not scare away the merchants, but because of the element of war, more foreign merchants joined De'an's material circulation. Facts have proved that the war did promote consumption, and the purchase quantity of various materials, including the army, has increased significantly.

Those aristocratic families and the local established squires were actually affected by the war, and the preparation of war supplies became a hot spot in the purchase and sale of supplies throughout Great Xia during this period.

Although there was no news of convening the noble cavalry battalion, the nobles of the right age spontaneously purchased armor, swords and horses. The equipment in the noble cavalry battalion was required to be purchased by themselves within regulations. Because of this, their equipment was It would be so good. Compared with ordinary cavalry armor, the equipment purchased by the nobles can withstand at least three more swords and withstand stray arrows 10 times without dying.

Hoarding of iron ingots, horses and other supplies was inevitable. The price of iron ingots, horses and other supplies far exceeded people's expectations, so much so that some people were willing to sell iron ore from Xiajing to nearby cities for smelting, and then send it to De'an for sale.

Since the Daxia government has no plans to directly intervene in the war, various war materials that should have been restricted from circulation are still in the sales stage. This kind of surprise made the businessmen excited. In the past, private transactions were conducted under the sun, and the speed of operation and profits were greatly improved.

Naturally, some people suggested that Cheng Jinzhou restrict the flow of war materials, but he never made a clear stance.

According to his understanding of economic theory, in the war between developed and underdeveloped societies, liberalizing the market is actually beneficial. On the other hand, he was not prepared to rely on Daxia's current workshop-style industry to prepare supplies for military preparations.

His plan is actually well designed. The only shortcoming is that the autonomous trading platform is still unavailable.

Yssu always advised him to wait, but did not explain more.

In order to maintain the superficial "peace", Cheng Jinzhou also waited patiently.

However, by the time the second month passed, his patience was almost exhausted.

Opening the ring again and looking at the empty trading platform, Cheng Jinzhou finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Fo Ye, I want to exchange books."

Naturally, there was no reaction.

"I want to complain."

"I want to apply for permission."

After trying many sentences like this, Cheng Jinzhou gave up and closed the ring.

He grabbed Yisu's neck, shook it vigorously and asked, "I won't lose the ability to connect to the Star Alliance, will I?"

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