A group of people followed Qin Yun and rushed out.
Zhang Wei knelt down with a bang, gasped, kowtowed and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I am waiting for the death penalty..."
"The convoy transporting grain was ambushed by unknown persons in Youjing."
"All the grain trucks were destroyed and the grain could not be delivered on time."
Qin Yun clenched his fists and asked urgently: "Where is the food? Has the food been lost?"
Zhang Weicheng said in fear: "Replying to your majesty, no, Jin Zheng has already gone to the Jingzhou governor to find a solution."
"But I estimate that it will take at least five days to deliver the food."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes widened and they made sounds of surprise.
“Five days??”
"What can we do!"
"There is no longer enough food stored in Pancheng. The soldiers in Jiangnan Province were in short supply of food a few days ago!"
Qin Yun's face turned livid, he clenched his fists and cursed angrily: "You bastard, you dare to tamper with my grain truck, these bastards who are not afraid of death!"
"Have you seen clearly the face of the person who took action?"
Zhang Wei shook his head and said with a pale face: "I saw only human figures, nothing else."
"They pushed the boulders down the mountain."
Hearing this, Qin Yun became even more angry and roared.
Bang!
He broke a big flag with one kick.
The food arrived after five days, but the troops in Pancheng couldn't wait any longer!
And how could the Zazahar tribe in the Yimu Mountain Valley last for five days?
This means that I will be forced to retreat!!
Qin Yun roared in his heart, extremely angry!
In just five days, it was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Xiao Jian's face was ugly and solemn, and he stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, according to the previous plan, our food can support an army of more than 300,000 people for two days."
"This is the best case scenario..."
"If there is no food within two days, our soldiers will have no choice but to go hungry and fight with the nine tribes on the grassland."
As soon as he finished speaking, the officials fell into dead silence.
Everyone's face turned pale and they didn't know what to do.
Qin Yun's eyes were like those of tigers and wolves at this time, and he had slowly calmed down.
"Pioneer officer, how long will it take for you to get food?" he suddenly asked.
A general with a mustache came out and said, "Your Majesty, this will only make things slower."
"The fastest thing is to ask the governor of Jingzhou to quickly gather the grain trucks and deliver the grain."
Qin Yun cursed angrily: "Fart!"
"How many grain trucks are needed to deliver half a month's worth of food to an army of 500,000 people?"
"There are so many grain trucks coming from Jingzhou?"
Someone said with an ugly face: "Your Majesty, we can send them in batches. There is no other way now."
Qin Yun cursed: "When enough food is delivered to Pancheng, the Zazahar tribe will have been exterminated!"
Everyone lowered their heads, and the atmosphere was dead silent, not daring to get into trouble.
Zhang Wei on the side was extremely embarrassed and angry.
He drew his sword and shouted: "Your Majesty, it was a derelict dereliction of duty that caused the situation to get out of control."
"For a humble position, I must die to apologize."
Suddenly, everyone was shocked!
The moment he wiped his neck, Qin Yun kicked Zhang Wei violently, knocking him over and preventing him from committing suicide.
With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.
"Bastard thing!"
"Who told you to commit suicide?"
"You want to kill yourself after you poke such a big bag?"
Qin Yun grabbed his collar with one hand and roared: "Think of a way for me now. We must transport the most food in the shortest time!"
"Otherwise, if I lose, you won't have a good time!"
Zhang Wei had tears in his eyes and felt even more guilty.
He kowtowed repeatedly: "Yes, it's your Majesty. I'll do my humble job now."
"Thank you for your kindness in not killing me."
Qin Yun let go of him, snorted coldly, then turned around and walked back to the lobby.
The face was covered with frost and water dripped from it.
The entire city was instantly plunged into dark clouds.
Qin Yun sat in the lobby and mobilized more than two thousand people to fully support the grain transportation team to see if he could make some repairs.
But he knew that this was all a human matter and a matter of fate.
The battle in Yimu Mountain Canyon is a problem that must be faced head-on.
a long time!
His eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light and a flame that refused to admit defeat.
Gritting his teeth, he said: "Since I have been forced to this point, I decided to take a risk!"
Bang!
He slammed the table hard, as if to show his determination.
When the people around him heard this, their expressions changed.
Xiao Jian was the first to stand up and said: "Your Majesty, do you want to take the ancient plank road?"
Qin Yun nodded: "Yes, I choose to believe the person who sent the letter!"
"The bastard behind the scenes wants me to have no food, be forced to fail in the grassland, and lose my right-hand man like the Zazahar tribe."
"How can I fulfill their wishes?!"
He sneered and said, showing his domineering power and looking down on the world!
The officials trembled.
But there is still no lack of concern.
"But our food is only enough for two days..."
"In my opinion, it would be best to close the front line and try our best to rescue the Zazahar tribe."
"After all, there is a fierce tiger in front of us, Xiliang..."
These words were quickly recognized by all the generals, who nodded in unison.
Don't blame them for being cold-blooded, they just think about their country.
If there is a cliff ahead and someone must jump, just one person can jump. Why two people?
But Qin Yun had completely different ideas from them.
He stood up and said with sharp eyes.
"Everyone, who told you that I was only here to aid the Zazahar tribe?"
Everyone looked up, with a hint of doubt on their faces.
Is it possible that you still want to go to war with the nine tribes on the grassland and achieve a result?
Qin Yun said coldly: "The nine major tribes turned a deaf ear to my warning."
"Kill my allies!"
"Kill my general!"
Bang!
He punched the chopping board with his fist, and his voice became louder: "Let me ask you, if I don't do something more, do I still have the face?"
"Fellow soldiers of Great Xia, don't you feel ashamed?"
The angry voice quickly aroused the blood of all the generals here.
Everyone's face was red, and their eyes were flashing with murderous intent!
Yes, the nine major tribes are so rampant that we can’t do anything without fighting!
"Your Majesty, we must fight, but at this time... what should we do with food? Is two days really enough?"
"I'm afraid the best case scenario is to rescue the leader of Chamingmu, right?" Xiao Jian frowned.
Qin Yun said loudly: "Enough!"
"I will not only fight, but I will fight so hard that these barbarians will be frightened and frightened to their very core!"
"Let those ambitious Turks see who is the overlord of this land!"
"Isn't there enough food?"
"Then I will destroy their clan and steal their food!"
"If you feed war with war, you will never stop!"
"The premise is that we always win!"
Bang!
He punched the table again, scanning everyone with his flaming eyes, full of wolfishness.
He was full of energy and shouted: "Generals, follow me to defeat the nine major tribes, support war with war, and have achievements that last a thousand generations. Do you have confidence?!"
"Is there any?!"
Many generals were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes flashed with strange light, and their blood began to boil.
Qin Yun's words kept popping up in my mind, feed war with war and never stop!
Looking at Qin Yun's eyes, he felt even more awed.