Yan Ruomeng started talking about something else. She was still looking forward to the Northern Xinjiang group.

According to her observations, the Northern Territory that people here call is very similar to the Western Regions she heard about in modern times. When she thinks of this, Yan Ruomeng can't wait to see the legendary exotic songs and dances. Of course, the most important thing is to see

See their delicious food.

Once Mo Fang comes, he can set off. This has undoubtedly become an unwritten rule in everyone's mind.

Everyone thought so, but when Yan Ruomeng got up after a night's rest, she found that her hopes had been dashed.

The army has no intention of leaving.

At this time, Xie Hong also exploded in the main camp tent.

"Commander, you are here, why can't we cross this border? You can give me a reason to convince me, otherwise I will lead the troops alone today, but I will also take everyone with me. I really have enough of the sand here.

"

After Xie Hong finished speaking, he sat on the ground dejectedly.

Mo Fang twirled his short beard and said, "Vice General Xie, you are anxious. You want to know the reason. Let me tell you that although this boundary beach can be walked with someone to guide you, you have not experienced the dangers involved. In addition to the need to

To lead the way, the officers and soldiers still need to be energetic, but I took a look and it seems that the spirits of the army's lieutenants and officers are not very good at the moment."

Mo Fang recalled what he saw and shook his head.

Xie Hong stood up and said, "What's so difficult about this? I'll go and give them orders right away. I'll give everyone military pay as soon as they arrive in northern Xinjiang. This way they should be energetic, right?"

Xie Hong stood up and was about to leave when he was pulled back by Mo Fang, "Even if this method works, it will still take some time for the soldiers to regain their energy. We won't be able to leave today."

Xie Hong, who was anxious to leave, was at his wits' end, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"If you ask me, we might as well take a two-pronged approach. You go talk to the soldiers about the military pay, and then send someone to ask the Huotou Army to make some delicious food for everyone. We will see you tomorrow morning. If you feel refreshed, we can set off."

Xie Hong, who had been impatient for a long time, walked out of the main tent without a trace of nostalgia when he heard that he could leave tomorrow.

After Xie Hong left, Mo Fang turned back to look at Tang Yuchuan, who was sitting at the top of the main camp tent, and saluted him.

"Your Highness, why were you silent just now?"

"The military advisor thinks this matter is really that simple?" Tang Yuchuan looked at the military advisor with an appraising look.

The look in his eyes made Mo Fang a little scared, and he had no choice but to tell the truth, "Well, Your Highness should know the dangers of the world. Even if I lead the way, I can only guarantee that 90% of people will pass. In fact, this has always been the case. I said this

, it only increases the probability of the soldiers surviving."

After hearing what he wanted to hear, Tang Yuchuan slowly stood up from his chair and faced Mo Fang, "But what if I have a way to make all the soldiers cross this boundary without leaving a trace?"

When Mo Fang heard this, he looked at Tang Yuchuan differently, with an expression of awe, "In this way, when we arrive in Northern Xinjiang, your status in the hearts of the soldiers will be that of the second admirer."

"Heh." Tang Yuchuan chuckled, "I don't want those false reputations, but I want a military advisor to do something for me."

"What's the matter?" The military advisor scratched his head. If the prince is really so powerful, what else can he ask for?

But after Tang Yuchuan said his request, he understood.

"Your Highness is a sweetheart."

"I just can't bear to see my people being bullied." Tang Yuchuan left these words and left the main camp.

Mo Fang also shook his head and left the camp. Inexplicably, he felt as if there were no secrets left in front of Tang Yuchuan, and his whole person would be seen through.

In fact, Tang Yuchuan's requirements for Mo Fang were simple.

He asked Mo Fang to investigate the reason why the soldiers were not in good spirits.

As a military advisor, why couldn't Mo Fang find out the truth?

At dinner time that night, Mo Fang discovered the clue.

Why, when it was time to eat, many soldiers were holding their bowls and looking in one direction, and that direction was Yan Ruomeng's tent.

It was time for dinner at the camp, so naturally Yan Ruomeng and the others also had dinner.

Their meal today was pot stickers. This time Tang Yuchuan did not wait for Ah San to deliver it to him in the main camp tent. Instead, he came to Yan Ruomeng's tent to eat with a few people.

This is the atmosphere of eating pot stickers.

There is a pot of meat and vegetables stewed in the iron pot, and corn tortillas are burned on the edge of the iron pot. As soon as the tortillas are cooked, they fall into the pot and are coated with the fragrant soup. No one can resist the taste of the pancakes.

Several people were eating enthusiastically with chopsticks.

Not to mention those soldiers, even Mo Fang, who thought he had seen big scenes, couldn't help but swallow his saliva while watching them eat, and by the way, he felt that the rice in his hand was no longer fragrant.

After finding the reason, Mo Fang was not in the mood to eat anymore, so he simply stood in front of the camp and waited for Tang Yuchuan to come over after finishing his meal.

"Your Highness!" Seeing Tang Yuchuan coming, Mo Fang greeted with a difficult smile.

"How?" Tang Yuchuan didn't stop, glanced at Mo Fang and continued to the main tent.

Mo Fang followed behind him, his pace a little hurried, "Your Highness, isn't this obvious? The soldiers want to eat from that cook, but for some reason that little brother doesn't enter the military camp?"

"I'm afraid you'll have to ask Lieutenant General Xie about this." Tang Yuchuan still didn't stop. He walked into the main camp tent with all his strength, picked up his quilt and walked out again.

Mo Fang was confused by his behavior.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

"Go to bed." Tang Yuchuan was a man of few words.

Mo Fang became even more surprised, "You're not sleeping in the main tent?"

After realizing where Tang Yuchuan was going, Mo Fang recalled that the tent was indeed better than any other tent in the camp.

Tang Yuchuan rarely turned around and said something clear, "Master Military Advisor, I spent money to hire the general manager who is responsible for my accommodation and food. Why don't I go and enjoy the benefits that belong to me?"

"

Mo Fang frowned and realized that the matter was not simple, "Your Highness has a reputation of working hard for the people. He shouldn't have such a temperament that only cares about his own enjoyment."

"I also want to help everyone live a better life, but some people disagree!"

In the blink of an eye, Tang Yuchuan had already walked outside the camp, and one step further was Yan Ruomeng's tent.

Mo Fang stopped, this matter was finally clear.

He smiled to himself, turned around and walked towards Xie Hong's tent.

Half an hour later, Xie Hong's angry voice came from Xie Hong's camp.

"You want me to invite him back? Absolutely impossible!" Xie Hong said in a loud voice.

All the soldiers passing by heard it.

Mo Fang shook his head dissatisfied with him, "Do you really want to see so many soldiers die because of your quickness?"

Being suppressed by Mo Fang with big things, Xie Hong's arrogance was immediately reduced to a minimum, but it was still difficult for him to let go.

"Is there no other way besides this?"

"Let me ask you, how much money did His Highness pay for that steward?" Mo Fang decided to have a good discussion with this person who couldn't understand.
Chapter completed!