No matter when a war occurs, the main focus is logistics.

Once their logistical capabilities are destroyed, the frontline troops, no matter how elite they are, will quickly lose their combat effectiveness.

Youth City is fighting on the inside. There is no shortage of food and weapons, armor and horses, and trebuchets. In addition, with the concept of protecting the home and country instilled in it, this group of feudal troops will definitely fight when they come.

Can't find the north.

Among the six forces, the Dynasty is the worst in terms of combat effectiveness, but in terms of logistics, it is the strongest.

If the six major forces launch a war to besiege Youth City this time, the main logistical task will definitely be borne by the dynasty.

If their logistical capabilities are destroyed with an iron fist, the coalition forces will lose half of their will to fight.

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Orthodox dynasty, imperial capital.

As soon as Chen Zhao and others entered the city gate, they felt the grandeur and wealth of the imperial capital.

It is worthy of being the capital of China, the most prosperous city in the world. There is a constant flow of people around, and there are many foreign businessmen holding camels, with various accents.

Chen Zhao nodded slightly. Although the orthodox dynasty was not powerful in terms of force, it was still a big country in the world, and its imperial capital was also a famous city in the world. Its prosperity was far beyond what Constantinople in the West could compare with.

After An Xin practiced for three years, Chen Zhao's magical powers became more and more powerful. His consciousness could cover a distance of a hundred feet, and the situation near the city gate could be seen in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Chen Zhao's spiritual consciousness enveloped him, and he immediately felt that there were many people with internal powers near the city gate. Ever since he fought against Jue Wushen in Wushuang City, he had never seen so many warriors gathered together.

What's more, it's just a city gate. The entire emperor doesn't know how many more there are.

"No, they are not warriors, but magicians?"

Chen Zhao frowned slightly.

When he came to Fengyun World, all he met were people from the martial arts world. Except for Shi Jian, the Taoist god next to Cao Huachun in Shu, he basically never met anyone who practiced Taoism.

This is really because compared to martial arts, the cultivation of Taoism is more difficult and more difficult to break through.

"Is the Imperial Capital really a paradise for magicians? I have long heard that the dignitaries in the Imperial Capital pay attention to Feng Shui, metaphysics, and worship various masters. Now it seems that it is indeed true."

Chen Zhao was a little confused. No matter how much he admired him, there were probably too many people who had entered the Tao. But it was none of his business. As a subordinate and disciple, Zhao Lai had already arranged everything. Chen Zhao followed him on the carriage.

Go to the inn.

The moment Chen Zhao withdrew his spiritual will, different people from every corner of the city gate raised their heads and looked in the direction Chen Zhao was leaving with some doubts.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

A girl wearing red clothes and as bright as fire asked.

"It's really strange. Why do I feel like I was being spied on just now?" A young-looking old man with gray hair stroked his white beard and asked doubtfully.

"I guess it's an illusion. Grandpa, you are the leader of the Lou Guan Sect and a master of the Realm of Transformation. Who dares to spy on you?" The girl covered her mouth and smiled.

"Yes." The old man nodded proudly.

The path of Taoism is far more difficult than that of martial arts. In this world, if a real person cannot practice Dharma, he will respect the state of transformation.

"Uncle Jianhuang entered Taoism through martial arts, and his utmost respect for Taoism has grown stronger day by day. I came to the court this time just to promote our sect." The old man lightly trimmed his beard and said proudly.

"That's right, the Emperor's uncle is just the Sword Emperor. Shi Jian, Feng Zhentian and the others have been in control of the art for too long, so they should give way." The little granddaughter said with a smile.

"Hey, Nannan, Shi Jian still has some abilities. After all, he is a famous warlock in the imperial capital. As for Feng Zhentian..." There was a cold light in the old man's eyes. "In my opinion, it's nothing more than that."

This kind of conversation was spread in many places in the imperial capital at the same time.

Compared with warriors, warlocks are more sensitive to spiritual thoughts. After all, they only cultivate spiritual thoughts. However, they can only be slightly confused about the inner true energy that Chen Zhao cultivated in the form of an immortal, and they can't catch a trace at all.

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Yuelai Inn is the most famous inn in the imperial capital. It is built on the mountain and decorated luxuriously. Chen Zhao lives in an exclusive courtyard. Standing in the building and pushing the window to look out, he can overlook half of the imperial capital.

This world-famous city supports nearly one million people and supports one imperial court after another.

His eyes passed through the window, crossed endless distances, and landed on a hill where mansions were gathered. It was the most famous residence of officials in the imperial capital. Senior officials of the court and nobles all lived there, including the dead eunuch Cao Huachun.

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"Find a public place, arrest Cao Huachun, and clean him up. Use this as an excuse to ruthlessly exploit the imperial treasury."

Chen Zhao came here naturally not because of the one million taels of silver owed by Cao Huachun. He wanted to take the opportunity to destroy the dynasty's war logistics, and naturally he wanted to make a big splash.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as Chen Zhao arrived in the imperial capital, the city would surprise him.

The concentration of Qimen magicians was simply beyond his imagination. There are a lot of magic practitioners who are rare in the world, and there are a lot of them here. It is worthy of being the capital of magic.

That night, in Wuyi Lane at the foot of the Imperial City, a small-scale dinner was being held in a brightly lit manor.

A hall called the 'Glass Tower' is made purely of colored glazes and is built near the water. There is a large crystal stone in the middle. Through it, you can see the Xiamin Lake and enjoy various fishes swimming around.

The whole building was illuminated by countless golden lights, making it look like a fairyland on earth, really brilliant like haze.

Today's dinner was hosted by Cao Huachun, the supreme confidant and general manager of the palace, to celebrate the completion of his own "glazed tower".

"Congratulations to Manager Cao for getting a new home."

Countless dignitaries came to celebrate.

Among them were high-ranking officials in the court, wealthy businessmen, and princes and grandsons. All of them had high official titles and elegant demeanor. Now they gathered together to congratulate the chief chamberlain.

Cao Huachun was dressed luxuriously, with a smile that could be condensed into a chrysanthemum. He only nodded slightly to the guests' toasts and had no intention of drinking, but no one dared to care.

The dynasty is preparing to launch a war involving tens of thousands of people. Cao Huachun is the general manager of military supplies, responsible for logistics equipment such as grain, grass, weapons, etc. This is a key position, and everything he handles is gold and silver.

If everyone present wants to get involved, they must get Manager Cao's nod. Otherwise, they can only watch others get rich and become jealous themselves.

"Mr. Cao, are you satisfied with this dinner?"

A young man came over and smiled.

He is tall and straight, but his temperament gives people an air of being a worldly man.

When the wealthy businessmen, nobles and nobles around him saw the young man, they all stepped aside and showed respect.

Because this young man has a well-known identity in the imperial capital.

The Sword Emperor's personal disciple, Duan Lang!

Duan Lang is already a member of the orthodox dynasty, and he is also the direct disciple of the Sword Emperor!

In other words, Duanlang is already a member of the system.

Since the encounter at Lingyun Grotto, Duan Lang was vulnerable to the magic attack of Taoist master Shi Jian, so he waited outside Lingyun Grotto, bowed his head and bowed down, and was able to worship Cao Huachun, and then entered the imperial dynasty. With his scheming,

With his talent, in just two years he was valued by the Sword Emperor and accepted as his direct disciple.

With the emperor's uncle looking after him, and the chief chamberlain as his protector, he rose to prominence in just two years and became the Marquis of Guannei within the dynasty. His art of magic progressed rapidly, and he was already faintly above the Taoist god Shi Jian, and

On the other hand, it also reflects the strength of the Sword Emperor.

The Supreme Emperor's uncle, the Sword Emperor, was originally the Supreme Emperor, but he abdicated to the present day. He and the other three emperor's uncles were practicing swordsmanship, but accidentally fell into the trap of evil. Thanks to Cao Huachun's request for the magic medicine Good Luck Pill, they were able to turn the corner.

Jian Yao, Jian Shun, and Jian Yu improved their sword skills, but the Sword Emperor was different. After taking the Good Fortune Pill, he suddenly realized a new idea, abandoned his sword and entered the Tao, and in just two years he became the number one swordsman in the dynasty.

Master of Dharma, proficient in magic, physiognomy, Feng Shui, Yishu, etc., cultivated the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, and developed the ability to transcend the ordinary and become holy.

Two years ago, the Fuyu Kingdom attempted to invade the Shenzhou Dynasty, so they sent Taoists who were proficient in poisonous poisons to poison the country first, and sent giant beasts along the river into the imperial capital to cause trouble, in an attempt to overthrow the dynasty in one fell swoop.

When Shi Jian, the world's Taoist god, and other masters came to surrender, they were all defeated miserably. At the critical moment, the Sword Emperor came out and used powerful magicians to eliminate poisonous poisons, kill demons, suppress giant beasts, and achieve unparalleled achievements.

A year ago, he convened a meeting of warlocks, head-turning masters, and Taoist priests from all over the world. Many masters joined forces to attack him, but they were all defeated by him, which made his reputation even more powerful.

Nowadays, the Sword Emperor lives in seclusion in the palace. Except for the supreme and top princes and ministers, no one dares to disturb him easily. If there are any matters related to the imperial capital, they are basically left to a few disciples.

Duanlang is the youngest among the three disciples of the Sword Emperor. Because of his extraordinary talent and holding the Fire Lin Sword, he is the most loved by the Sword Emperor.

He lived up to the expectations of the Sword King, and in just one or two years he had achieved great fame and was known as the 'Sword Chi Master'. And because he was young and handsome, many ladies from famous families were very attracted to him.

"Marquis Guannei, our family has been feeling a little uncertain recently. We don't know what's going on." Cao Huachun frowned.

As the Sword Emperor transitioned from the sword to Taoism, and Jian Yao, Jian Shun, and Jian Yu were closer to 10% in skill, the Supreme Emperor valued Cao Huachun more and more. He was even responsible for the military supplies task of conquering Youth City this time, and it was clear that he would make a fortune.

To put it this way, Cao Huachun should have become more and more proud. But in his heart, he was becoming more and more frightened.

A few years ago, he used deception to get the Fortune Pill from Chen Zhao.

Of course he didn't want to give money, let alone him, the Supreme would not allow him to do so.

"My father-in-law must be too tired after working for days. I have a few pills here that have a soothing effect. If you take one pill, your father-in-law will be in good spirits." Duanlang consoled him.

Cao Huachun nodded.

Although he has a high position and a powerful position, he does not have many real allies. After all, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty would not really like a eunuch. Only Duanlang in front of him came from his sect. He was promoted to Guannei Marquis, but he was still humble towards him. This made him

Very reassuring.

Cao Huachun is an old man who has cut off his roots. He hopes to enjoy his old age in peace after retirement. For now, I am afraid that only the cut off waves in front of him can really help him.

When I was thinking about it, I saw a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest walking quickly.

"Master Taoist."

Seeing the middle-aged man, Cao Huachun cheered up.
To be continued...