Hezhou is not big, but it is an important camp for defense against the Northwest Barbarians and the Wuping Army. It is also the base camp of the Northwest Army.

Since Pan Chongche, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Army, came to Panyu and served as the deputy governor, the entire Northwest Army has been greatly weakened. The original 30,000 people suddenly became 20,000 people, and then nearly 10,000 people were

There were no more than 10,000 strong corvee warriors from various states, real sergeants.

Duan Youliang was recommended by Pan Chongche to serve as deputy capital official. With his prestige, he barely controlled the situation.

"The supplies are here again!" As the carriages arrived at the military camp, the soldiers cheered instantly.

This time was different from the past. The previous lack of food and clothing disappeared. After the restoration of the Tang Dynasty, the monthly supplies were almost three times as much as before. Eating carnivorous fish every now and then was no longer a legend but a fact.

Even the clothes are well made, with one set for spring, summer, autumn and winter. Some soldiers even wear armor. This was unimaginable in the past. This is the prerogative of generals.

"What else was brought in today?"

“Because it’s smoked mutton, it’s been transported thousands of miles from Panyu. There are thousands of them, which is enough for us to eat for a long time!”

"It's still not as delicious as the pork that was shipped before. The braised pork is very delicious, smooth and fragrant. I have never tasted such delicious pork. The pork in the past was always smelly!"

The soldier wiped the saliva from his mouth and sighed.

"Bah! It's enough for you kid to eat once, and you want to eat more. These are the pigs I raise in the palace. Even the high-ranking prime minister can't eat a few mouthfuls. If we can eat one mouthful, it can be regarded as eight lifetimes of cultivation.

What a blessing!"

The first and fifteenth day of every month is the best day for the soldiers in the military camp, and it is also the happiest day. At this time of every month, supplies from the south will come to the military camp. No matter how stingy the chef is,

Meat will also be cooked to make the soldiers happy for a while.

Standing on the camp, looking at the cheerful crowd, Duan Youliang watched silently without saying a word.

"These days are incomparable to those of the past!" While Duan Youliang was silent, a young man in his twenties stood beside him, with a tall and straight figure and a certain temperament about him.

"That's true!" Duan Youliang withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

"Why did Shishi have time to come to the military camp today? You must know that civil and military paths are different. In recent days, the saints have been paying close attention to them!"

"Of course it's not a lie to say that civil and military circles have different paths, but what if it's an imperial edict?" Li Huai didn't take it seriously, smiled, and casually took out a yellow silk from his arms.

"Your Majesty, Duan Youliang, is here to see you!" Duan Youliang was stunned. He never thought that the emperor would think of the Northwest Army. This was a strange thing.

"Good morning!" Li Huai received a salute and said, before sending the imperial edict of yellow silk to him: "This matter is important, Duan Dutong must be careful not to leak the military plane!"

"If the military plane is leaked, Governor Li can take my head to see the emperor!" Duan Youliang said solemnly, then unfolded the imperial edict and looked at it carefully with his eyes closed, his hands trembling slightly.

"No wonder! No wonder the baggage is so heavy this time, almost two months of supplies for the army. When has the governor ever been so bold!

"In a while, the Forbidden Army will come, and this camp is a bit small!" Li Huai took a look at the military camp located in the mountains. Although it was a little small, the location was excellent.

On the one hand, they were in the mountains. If the imperial army entered from the mountains, no one would know about it. The concealment was extremely strong. Pan Chongche had really good eyesight.

"Don't worry, Governor, this military camp can still be expanded again. Pan Dutong left a lot of open space before!"

"That's good!" Li Huai nodded slightly, squinted his eyes, and said again: "The court has been preparing for this battle for a long time, and the saint also attaches great importance to it. Duan Dutong will take on this important responsibility, and when the time comes, Duan Dutong will be a duke.

Hou, if you grant the title of wife and son, don’t forget that Li is the one!”

"As for the governor, if his predictions are good, he would already be in the clan by now. With this control of logistics, wouldn't it be easy to get a title?" Duan Youliang said with his hand in hand. Although his face was red, he was not complacent.

"It's just a red book, so don't mention it!" Even so, Li Huai was very proud: "My ancestors were in despair, so they took refuge in Duke Zhirou, and then they fell to Lingnan. I don't want the Tang Dynasty to rekindle the kindness of our ancestors!"

Langzhou, the governor's office of Wuping Army.

Since Zhou Xingfeng moved the capital to Langzhou, the lonely recitation in the past has flourished again with the arrival of dignitaries.

Jiedu Mansion was repeatedly renovated, but it was still far from the splendor of King Chu's Mansion. The maids and eunuchs complained that it was not worthy of the status of King Chu, but Zhou Xingfeng felt good about it.

He has been used to being thrifty since he was a child, but in the palace of the King of Chu, he was a little uncomfortable because it was too luxurious. This may be the reason why Ma Jia lost the Chu Kingdom, he thought in his mind.

On the third day of June, the weather in Langzhou was gloomy and gloomy, making people feel uncomfortable and breathless. There were also few pedestrians on the streets. In this summer, the arrival of this rain can be regarded as a relief from the heat.

"Yeah!" Zhou Xingfeng was dealing with tasks in the study. Although the sultry weather made him sweat profusely, growing crops in the fields was much better when he was young, so he didn't feel any hardship.

At this moment, he felt uncomfortable all over. Every inch of his muscles seemed to have been cut by a knife. His white underwear was soaked with red blood. His right hand that was writing was trembling so hard that he couldn't write a word at all.

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"Xing Feng, I made chicken soup for you, just in time..." At this time, Yan walked into the study and opened the door with a smile on his face, but when he saw his appearance, he was inexplicably surprised.

"Quick, call the imperial doctor!"

"Go and ask Dr. Xia to come over. Don't let anyone know. This is a relapse of an old injury. I can't let it out!" Zhou Xingfeng's lips turned white as he leaned in his wife's arms.

Soon, Dr. Xia came over with a medicine box on his back, looking nervous, obviously having expected something.

After checking the pulse, looking at the wound, and applying acupuncture, Zhou Xingfeng saw some blood on his face.

"Doctor, how is your highness?" Yan asked nervously.

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu is suffering from a recurrence of an old injury that has occurred for many days. Coupled with the hard work of government affairs, his body has long been overwhelmed..."

Doctor Xia was in his sixties and spoke tremblingly. Obviously, Zhou Xingfeng's condition was beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The corner of Yan's eyes turned red, she glanced at Zhou Xingfeng who was still calm, covered her mouth, and said softly: "Please do your best to treat the doctor, no matter what it is, I will not be stingy!"

"This is not because I don't try my best, but because of God's will..."
Chapter completed!