Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Going out of the desert and seeing the green land means that you have entered the core area of ​​southern Xinjiang.

The core of southern Xinjiang is also known as the Eastern Oasis. The geographical distribution is very wonderful. There is a plain centered on Baye City, with grasslands on the left, forests on the right, and an endless ocean in front.

Bai Wutong likes the sea and the beach, and hopes to move to a livable seaside with Chu Tianbao.

As long as they arrive at Baye City and successfully settle down, they can choose their place of residence.

The accompanying people were apprehensive all the way, fearing that the desert would never end. After walking out of the desert, everyone was full of hope for the future.

After another day of walking, they finally saw the camp where the army was stationed.

Bai Wutong looked from the window, beside the tent of the army, there were many soldiers digging something on the grass with buckets.

Their huge team came, and the soldiers hurriedly approached with wooden barrels, only then did Bai Wutong see clearly that these thin, yellow-faced soldiers were carrying the wild vegetables they had dug in the wooden barrels.

Now is the season of spring when everything is revived, and the surrounding area is only grass, so only some wild vegetables can be dug.

Bai Wutong frowned slightly, and asked Chu Tianbao, "Could it be that these soldiers are digging wild vegetables to survive?"

Chu Tianbao frowned even tighter than her, "The imperial court delivered military rations before."

When they first settled in Yuling Mountain, the price of food was ridiculously high, because the government kept saying that they would save food for the people fighting on the front lines.

At that time, there was a wave of favorability, which made the common people feel that it was a great thing for their relatives who went to the battlefield to have enough food.

The officers and soldiers who were about to fall in the wind made everyone's eyes hurt.

Compared with Feng Xunfengyue's subordinates, they were so thin and weak that they almost made people think they were hungry refugees in disguise.

When the soldiers saw the grain carts in their ranks, they suddenly shouted excitedly, "The food is here! The food is here! We have food!"

Their eyes like wolves and tigers made the common people a little scared. These were their food, and if they were given to these soldiers, what would they eat.

Looking at the dilapidated state of southern Xinjiang, it is very likely that there is nothing to eat even in Banye City.

The people in the team shouted loudly: "This is our food! What do you want to do!"

When the soldiers heard this, they became angry.

They stayed in southern Xinjiang for so long, and finally survived the winter. Now they have food, but they refuse to distribute it to them.

Immediately, several hungry soldiers drew out their sabers, "Hand over the food!"

No one thought that their own people would become obstacles in the way.

The moment the soldiers drew out their sabers, Qingfeng and the others also drew out their sabers with a "swish".

The officers and soldiers in the team immediately followed You Huaijie's eyes, and "shua la" drew their weapons.

Both are from the Ling country, but the two sides have confronted each other like this.

The soldiers were enraged and shouted again: "Hand over the food!!!"

Without food, they were not killed by the rebels, but they would starve to death.

After finally surviving from the battlefield, who would want to die so aggrieved.

You Huaijie came over on horseback, "Your food, grass, and military pay will be brought here soon. This is food for immigrants from southern Xinjiang."

The soldiers were furious, "How long is it now! We have been waiting for a winter!"

While shouting, they charged forward with big knives in hand, "Officer dog! Hand over the food!"

It's all these dog officials who are filling their pockets, so how can the good winter food and grass be gone.

The men and horses on both sides fought immediately, and the people shrank and hid for fear of being hurt.

You Huaijie lowered his eyes, "We can give it, but you can't take it."

It's okay to squeeze some for these soldiers first, but it's against the rules for them to grab them by hand.

Even if they are their own people, they have to have a good relationship with Marshal Gu, and You Huaijie, as the governor of southern Xinjiang, can't let them be presumptuous.

Just when the soldier was about to be blocked by Qingfeng's sword.

The soldiers roared fiercely, alarming Lu Ye from the tent, and he walked out with his subordinates,

Seeing the scene in front of him, he lowered his eyes suddenly.

"stop!"

The soldiers stopped in an instant like a conditioned reaction, and quickly ran up to Lu Ye in front of Lu Ye to form a team.

Lu Ye scrutinized these officers and soldiers with sharp eyes, "There is no military discipline, everyone goes to get the ten army sticks!"

The soldiers dared not disobey, and all lined up to lead the batons.

The common people looked at the majestic Lu Ye with bright eyes, is this Marshal Gu?

It looks a little young.

However, he acted openly and aboveboard, leaving a good impression in the eyes of the common people.

Lu Ye looked at You Huaijie, who got off his horse, and cupped his hands, "Your Excellency, the last general is Lu Ye."

His gestures of saluting were well-regulated, but his dissatisfaction with You Huaijie could be seen from his tone and eyes.

You Huaijie didn't take his rudeness seriously, but asked, "Where's your food?"

When asked about food and grass, Lu Ye lowered his eyes, and his tone was rushed and anxious, "The last general still wants to ask the governor for food and grass!"

"We fight for the country of Ling, but we will be reduced to the point of being starved to death!"

You Huaijie frowned, "The emperor only shipped 3,000 deniers of grain and grass to the soldiers in southern Xinjiang last fall."

Lu Ye sneered, "Three thousand deniers of grain, you are ashamed to say it, do you want to give you the moldy grain?"

"Is it all moldy grain?"

Lu Ye sneered: "Not all of them, just nine out of ten."

"The person responsible for raising food and grass for the soldiers in southern Xinjiang is the First Prince. If it is true, why is there no news about it?"

Lu Ye said: "Oh, the war is over, our lives in the war are not worth mentioning."

You Huaijie is still not very clear about the current situation in Lingguo, but the officials in the past dynasties are mostly the same. It is very likely that they are concerned with their own interests, or choose to hide this matter out of fear of disaster.

After all, the officials who were in charge of food and grass in southern Xinjiang had become important ministers in the court, and the eldest prince was in charge of this matter.

If the matter broke out, the eldest prince, as the only son of Emperor Ling Hui, would be reprimanded at most, and the lives of others might not be saved.

You Huaijie glanced at the soldiers behind Lu Ye, "How many people are stationed here? Why don't you find a way to find something to eat in southern Xinjiang?"

Lu Ye smiled disdainfully, "The mission of the last five thousand brothers is to garrison here. If you look here again, what food can there be? Let us plant the land? That's fine, but where are the seeds? What about water? Buy What about food and money?"

They were in a grassland, and the surrounding wild animals were afraid to approach them. They could only eat and dig some wild vegetables, or wait for Marshal Gu to send someone to find some food in southern Xinjiang and bring them over.

But the locals don't grow food at all, and what they can find is compact.

Everyone has been waiting for the court to bring food again as soon as possible. As a result, when people came, they looked at the food in front of them but refused to give them. Of course, the soldiers who had endured for so long were excited.