Wars on the front line occur frequently, and singing and dancing in the rear are rising. This is what a prosperous era should be.

At least Xiao Song thinks that's the case.

When the front line material resources can be guaranteed, they can just do whatever they want in the rear. After all, this war is a long-planned war, and all logistics support has long reserved space. The adjustment of multiple logistics lines also happened to pass this route. The efficient logistics and transportation group ensures that supplies can be delivered to the soldiers on the front line as soon as possible under any circumstances.

Many people who specialize in tactics do not understand why a unit with only 2,000 people ran around the logistics route behind him, and they did not understand why more than 1,500 scouts were needed.

These are what Song Beiyun would not say to them. War is essentially an economic contest. No matter how brave the troops are, they cannot exert their due strength when they are hard to cook without rice. If everything is abundant, then even the new recruits who have not done any training can make the enemy's elite soldiers tremble.

This is the embodiment of the national power. The growing scale of farms, the trade materials of the Liao Kingdom, and the fifty-two large trade routes show their unparalleled war role at this moment.

The soldiers on the front line are very comfortable, which means the enemy on the opposite side is uncomfortable, because they are not facing the New East China Sea Army with 2,000 people, but a battle group of 100,000,200 people.

Every time a soldier from the East China Sea New Army is injured, he will be replaced, and a retired veteran will be mobilized from the caravan to join the army urgently and complete the replacement. A squad of the East China Sea New Army soldiers will lead a veteran who knows nothing. With his own combat ability, he will be able to meet the combat requirements in one or two days.

This is why no matter how you fight this army, it seems that there is no decrease in people. In the eyes of outsiders, this is a magic trick.

After several days of battle, the overall fighting will of the East China Sea New Army was still high. They were like a group of hungry wolf cubs. When they saw the enemy, they would pounce on them madly, for military merit, glory and some copper coins.

Before they knew it, they had gone forward for more than 400 miles, throwing the support troops in the rear aside from afar. The subsequent imperial guards came over to clean the battlefield, and then continued to follow the footsteps of the New Army of the East China Sea to head towards the hinterland of Xixia bit by bit.

At this moment, in the palace of Liao Kingdom, Fo Baonu held the letter from General Wuzhong, and her hands were trembling after reading it.

"I don't give me such good equipment!" She was so angry that she didn't care about not wearing any clothes, so she jumped out of bed: "I want to write a letter to scold him."

Miaoyan stood up in a daze and glanced at the Fu Baonu who was so angry that his face was flushed: "What are you doing?"

"You can see it yourself."

The letter was handed over, and Miaoyan picked it up and looked at it: "Oh, that's not bad. He captured the Western Xia army's god Andeshan and even rushed to Xingqing Prefecture."

"Do you say it's annoying!" Fo Baonu turned his head and said, "I want it too!"

"That's impossible." Miaoyan shook his head and chuckled: "This thing is a country's important weapon. Why do you want it? Who are you? You are the emperor of Liao."

"I don't care, I want it too!"

Fo Baonu was almost cheating. She knew very well that these things would never be given to others easily. When she saw the exquisite musket in the box presented by Wu Zhong, she was so sour. Anyway, the Liao Kingdom just couldn't make it, it was Song Neng.

"It's useless to play tricks with me. You have a little hope when you go to him and act coquettishly." Miaoyan spread his hands and said, "I've told you a long time ago that I'm a little better at playing economy, but he's much better than me in industry."

Fo Baonu was silent for a moment, sat back to the bed, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Then do you know what is the way to not have a big belly?"

"Ah?" Miaoyan looked up in shock, his face full of disbelief: "Are you really playing?"

"What should I do? Two thousand infantrymen can chase 30,000 cavalry like chasing rabbits and running all over the mountains. If they develop in time, if there are 30,000 or 50,000, my Liao Kingdom will be over? I don't want to become the king of the devastated country. If that's the case, I will exchange myself for the country and country of Liao Kingdom."

Miaoyan looked at Fo Baonu in disbelief. It was unexpected that she could say such words from her mouth. She was really willing to do anything for the sake of this defeated Liao Kingdom.

"Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." Fo Baonu sat there and said, "I thought about it for a long time. In the past two years, I have grown eyes on the changes of Song State. The Song, which once could allow Liao envoys to walk sideways, no longer exists. Liao is the country that occupied the most territory. If the Song Dynasty wanted to clean up the mountains and rivers, the first one to face was Liao State. If it were the past, it would be impossible to retreat outside the pass, but now it is not possible. Outside the pass is the world of Jin State, and Liao State is also under reform. If Song State tore up the alliance and fight, Liao State will not be able to withstand it."

Miaoyan became silent. Fo Baonu’s statement was not wrong. The Liao Kingdom is still stronger than the Song Dynasty, but it is hard to say how long it will last. Because Song developed too fast, it seemed like it was on the highway without foreign enemies. The Liao Kingdom is now surrounded by wolves and has no time to take care of itself, so it will be a matter of time before Song Chaoyue.

It’s no wonder that Fo Baonu was nervous, because the current situation was just watching the rise of Song State and was helpless. As the emperor’s anxiety, Fo Baonu had to let go of some things.

"The Song Dynasty caught up with a good emperor." Fo Baonu sighed sincerely: "If you change someone, the dog is mine."

"Hahahaha..." Miaoyan smiled and went to the bed: "You go, but I don't have medicine that doesn't have big belly, you can weigh it yourself. But I can't guarantee whether you can succeed."

"If you don't have one, you will have two times. If you don't have two times, you will have three times. Some things must be solved, otherwise what else can you do? Spend money to buy it? He is a person who is jealous of money, so I don't like it." Fo Baonu muttered: "Anyway, it's very annoying. I know it's embarrassing, but there is nothing I can do about it."

"What's so embarrassing about this? If you succeed, it's a good thing." Miaoyan chuckled: "But you need to consider it yourself no matter what. Don't pay your wife and soldiers at that time."

"That certainly won't be possible, I have a solution."

Miaoyan has no choice but to do anything, and she may not necessarily say it, but she is sure that her purposeful approach will be noticed by the person who even checks for poison when eating outside, and then the plan fails.

But what does it matter? Miaoyan knew the little abacus in her heart.

"Then when are you going to Qianli to deliver it?"

"You're so ugly..." Fo Baonu frowned: "I'm going to hurry before the Song Dynasty captured Xingqing Mansion, otherwise it would be difficult to negotiate terms."

"Well, then you have to do it as soon as possible. If it goes well, he will be able to take down Xingqing Mansion within this month."

"I'll ask you about the court affairs." Fo Baonu stood up and pulled the half-slide clothes: "Where is the perfume? I'll bring it with me."

"What name are you going to leave the palace?"

"I won't leave the palace, so I said that my beloved concubine has been pregnant these days. I bathed in the palace for seven days and prayed for the Yelu family to have a blessing."

Miaoyan rolled her eyes and said, "So what you mean is to let me take the blame for you?"

"Otherwise? Who else can there be? That Princess of the Song Dynasty? She was under house arrest by me in the temple."

"By the way, you go and discuss with him about the Princess of Liao Kingdom this time." Miaoyan sighed softly: "That is Prince Fu's daughter, and we must deal with it well."

"I know, I'll pack up and prepare to set off now."

Miaoyan looked at her excited look and shook her head silently... She might not even realize where her heart was, but that was right... No matter how powerful the lord of the Liao Kingdom was, she was just a 21 or 2 year old girl. How mature could a girl of three or four years old be able to grow.

Unless she suddenly encountered unprecedented storms and obstacles, letting her wake up all night. I think Wu Zetian was also innocent and romantic when he was in his early twenties. Fo Baonu lost because he was born in the imperial family, otherwise he should be a smart and stupid cute girl.

“Be careful all the way.”

"Yeah, I know."

The Emperor of Liao ran away again, while Miaoyan wrote a text message tied to the pigeon's feet and put it out.

Three hours later, Song Beiyun, who was in charge of the overall situation in Xiangyang City, was lying on the bed and sleeping on his nap, and Qiaoyun beside him was slapping him gently.

"Sister Qiaoyun, go and go fishing."

Zuo Rou showed up at the door with a fishing rod, looked at Song Beiyun on the bed, and curled her lips: "He is pretending to be dead again?"

"Let him rest for a while." Qiaoyun smiled and said, "He didn't sleep all night last night and worked hard for the frontline dispatch."

"He refused to let me go to the front line..."

"It's right not to let him go." Qiaoyun gently held Song Beiyun's hand: "If you change someone, you will go. Miss can't do it. How much he spoiled for the lady, the lady knows the most in her heart."

Zuo Rou pouted and didn't say anything, but put down the fishing rod and walked into the room: "Then I'll sleep for a while, too."

After saying that, she took off her hat, took off her coat and lay in Song Gou's arms. After a few breaths, she fell asleep.

Qiaoyun shook her head silently, and at this moment, a sound of a dove clamor came from outside. Qiaoyun immediately put down her fan and walked over and opened the window. She looked at the snow-white pigeon and smiled: "You are here."

After saying that, she took out the text message from the message tube on the pigeon's feet, opened it and looked at it, and her expression became strange.

"Brother Yun, wake up, Miss Miaoyan has written to you."

After a shaking moment, Song Beiyun opened one of his eyes, then took the text lazily, and just glanced at it.

"Fuck!" He jumped out of the bed: "Big thing!"

Qiaoyun covered her mouth and laughed: "I can't tell that Brother Yun even eats the Emperor of Liao."

"What are you saying? Sister Qiaoyun likes it. Can anyone in the world dislike it?"

Qiaoyun covered her mouth and laughed happily, then reached out and poked his forehead: "You, you know how to make girls happy."

"Now this is not a girl's job." Song Beiyun raised the letter in his hand: "This is a mother bear! A bear that can eat people!"

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Today I will update one chapter. Party A is really a creature that should not exist in the world. So... I really revised the thirteenth draft and told me, "Teacher, it's basically OK, but can you do another draft? The new draft is calculated at the same price."
Chapter completed!