Su Tai said here and suddenly said to Mu Yang: "I heard from Saint Kasandra that you have brought out a particularly delicious wine before. I think that must be a gift from God. In order to enjoy the celebration, I hope that Saint Mu Yang can prepare a batch for our soldiers."

Mu Yang was stunned. You know, there are four million soldiers here, who are asking him to provide alcohol, four million people, and these guys are super capable of using alcohol as water. He wants to get some of these people. This is to make him bankrupt.

"Does all the soldiers have it? There are too many people? If there are a small number, I can provide some." Mu Yang said.

Su Tai said: "I only have a few years left to live. I just hope that in the end, I can see that every Bengalist feels happy. This is also the responsibility of our saints. You said yes, the saint of the world."

Mu Yang looked at Su Tai's face full of pleated but still smiling, and suddenly felt that Su Tai was revenge, and he took the quota for his life liquid, so he deliberately found a problem for himself.

Su Tai finally made another blow: "The other saints are also looking forward to it."

Mu Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

"Tonight, I'll wait for your good news. I'll send war birds to invite you tonight." Su Tai finally nodded to Mu Yang, turned around gracefully and left Mu Yang's room. Cassandra said to Mu Yang before leaving: "Although preparing everyone's drinks will make you a little embarrassed, I also miss the smell that was originally."

After saying that, Cassandra turned around and left.

It's still a little bit difficult, but it's a little bit difficult, okay? Although there are many things in his space, most of them are fine products selected by Mu Yang for himself. The wines he took out at the Temple of Prophecy last time were all produced by Bordeaux winery.

There are only four million people this time, and even if each person has a bottle of wine, it will take 4,000 tons. But is one bottle enough? Obviously not enough? Look at the tall and strong Bengal people, they will be as good as if they are drunk, and they can drink a bucket of wine.

Damn, this is a slaughter. If I had known it, it would have been a long time to get confused.

Forget it, since you have agreed, then go and prepare.

Mu Yang flashed and came to Dabai World. Why come to Dabai World? Because Mu Yang has the largest energy here and mobilized the most resources. If you want to mobilize large-scale things, it is more convenient and easy to save time here.

"Master, you said you want to buy 10,000 tons of white wine and 10,000 tons of red wine." Butler Norbert asked in surprise.

Mu Yang said impatiently: "Yes, you heard it right. Every 10,000 tons does not require very good red wine and white wine. It's just ordinary goods, but the speed must be fast."

"Ah, OK, I'll contact you now." Norbert took the order. However, he was puzzled. Since the master was reborn and occupied the body of this Asian, his temperament has changed a lot and he always does something inexplicable.

I bought a submarine to play a game a while ago, but I only played it for a while and didn’t know where I threw it. Anyway, even he, the most caring butler, didn’t know where to go. Recently, I asked him to buy cold weapons and weapons, which made it very popular. I don’t know what the master is going to do. Today I asked him to prepare white wine and red wine.

If it is a collection, Norbert can understand it, but it is obvious that it is not. The master wants the low-end drinks, but what can these be used for? He was confused.

But an order is an order, and he must execute it without fail.

Mu Yang went to Dabai World to search for a brief search. He thought it was a lot of drinks for four million people, but after checking, it was found that it was nothing.

The world produces about 30 million tons of red wine every year. As for liquor, the main production area is China, with about 10 million tons per year. Four million Bengalis prepare 20,000 tons of wine themselves, which is more than enough.

As for these 20,000 tons of wine, Mu Yang naturally wanted cheap wine. Overall, it was only tens of millions of dollars.

It's really not a big deal.

I have to admire Norbert's ability to do things. It took only four days to prepare all the wine Mu Yang needed, including bottled and barreled ones. Mu Yang didn't care about these things, and directly took all the space and then flashed back to the Seventh World.

"Bangbangbang."

A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in." Mu Yang said.

The maid walked in with a set of clothes and bowed and said, "Sir Saint, the temple has sent a set of Saint Saint robes to be used for the evening. Also, do you need a bath?"

Mu Yang looked at it and seemed that before he came, he had just asked the maids of the manor to take a shower in Dabai World. He waved his hand, "No need, just put down the robe."

Mu Yang changed into a sacrificial robe. This sacrificial robe was somewhat similar to the magic robe in a magic film. There was a hat behind him, but it was embroidered with complex patterns in gold wire, which was very beautiful.

After Mu Yang changed into his clothes, not long after, two guards came in, bowed and said, "Sir Saint Savior, the Lord Wisdom Saint asks us to pick you up and gather to attend to tonight's celebration."

Mu Yang followed two guards to the temple square. At this moment, the twelve saints had gathered in the temple square. When Mu Yang came over, people came forward to say hello. Some people were concerned about whether Mu Yang's body had recovered after being punished by God. Obviously, after this battle, Mu Yang had completely established an image in the minds of all saints, and people also recognized his identity as the saint.

At this time, there was only the sunset left, and it was not early, Su Tai said, "Everyone is here, let's go."

Everyone boarded the mount of the Raptor, the Eagle flapped its wings, quickly took off and flew out of the city.

In the sky, Mu Yang saw the scene like last time. The square arrays were arranged so far away, and there was no end at a glance. However, the difference this time was that there was a huge pile of firewood in the middle of the square array.

Mu Yang thought to himself, what is this for? Is this a bonfire party?

When the saints' carriages and raptors passed by the low sky, the Bengal warriors below burst into a shocking cheer, "The saint is eternal, and the saint is eternal."

The Twelve Saints smiled and waved to the crowd frequently. Mu Yang also waved his arms like that. At that time, he really wanted to shout: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

The voice of the Saint Sutai sounded again in the field, "We made great efforts and finally defeated the Montushawa people. We have nearly one million bravest Bengal warriors who died on the battlefield for the Bengal people, but it is you who have protected our common home."

"Victory belongs to us Bengalis, and in the future, it will also belong to us Bengalis." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!