"Lord, the first batch of soul irons will set off today, and we will have good luck."
Xu Shu whispered to Fang Fan.
"And there has been a reply from Ning'an, saying that after such a long period of mobilization, a legion, 15,000 recruits, and 50,000 laborers are ready and ready to go at any time."
"It's finally okay, let's go."
Fang Fan nodded.
The deployment of the army is okay, and can be put in place with just one transfer order.
But with as many as 50,000 workers, it is not that simple.
This is no longer as simple as circling a box to select 50,000 people, nor is it as simple as just drawing a swipe to include the old, weak, sick and disabled.
These were all transferred one by one without affecting the construction and development of the Ning'an territory, and appropriate command personnel were assigned. This was not easy, and it was also a test for Li Mo.
However, although it took a lot of time, it was finally completed without any problems, which is rare and valuable.
"Li Mo has made a lot of progress during this time. From being a deputy mayor who was in charge of thousands of people, to being a deputy mayor who now manages hundreds of thousands of people without any panic at all and in an orderly manner. I didn't see that he was still there before.
There is so much potential.”
Xu Shu did not interrupt Fang Fan's comments and left after asking for instructions.
But before leaving, Fang Fan said something to him, which made him a little surprised.
After Xu Shu left, Fang Fan called out without raising his head.
"Xie Hai."
"Lord, I'm here."
Xie Hai walked in directly.
"I'm going back to Ning'an."
"Yes, I will prepare the trip right now."
Xie Hai was slightly surprised, but he still said directly.
Fang Fan shook his head when he heard this.
"There is no need for a schedule. Once Liu Bei, Yuan Shu and others know about my departure, I don't know what trouble they will cause.
This matter is kept confidential.”
"That......."
"You don't have to do anything. Just publicize my seclusion and practice to the outside world. No one will come, and no one will doubt me."
"Yes, then I will send two people to go with the lord."
"It's not necessary, just be willing. With my strength, no one can hurt me.
Besides, if the guards move, everyone will know that there is a problem, so you should protect the camp and I will return soon."
Xie Hai hesitated for a moment, but when Fang Fan persisted, he could only nod in the end.
Xie Hai went out, Fang Fan smiled and put Long Yuan on the sword stand behind him.
"Buzz, buzz!"
"Okay, I'll be back soon. Please keep an eye on this for me and don't let anyone destroy it."
"Buzz!"
Outside, Xie Hai stopped everyone who came to camp.
"My Lord is in retreat, no one is allowed to disturb him."
.........
"Shush...shh~"
Fang Fan was whistling tunelessly as he followed the team transporting supplies, playing with an identity token in his hand.
The identity token is similar to an ID card. It records identity, strength, occupation, and work, and also contains a touch of personal flavor. Finally, the talisman will stamp it with an anti-counterfeiting mark.
Fanfang, this is the name written on this identity token. However, except for the breath, everything about this identity token is fake. However, the token itself is real, a real fake token.
In the center of the mountains, there is a two-wheeled cart that is at least three meters wide and four to five meters long, riding on the back of a strong mutant donkey.
Behind the carts were even more carts, and behind each mutant donkey were pulling at least three large carts. The goods on them were piled very high, and you could tell at a glance that they were heavy.
However, none of these mutated donkeys showed signs of fatigue when pulling the cart, they were pulling the cart easily and at a decent speed.
The convoy, which was winding like a long snake, shuttled through the mountains, and in the convoy, black-haired mutant donkeys accounted for the majority.
The first one among them is also a black donkey. Its black hair is as smooth as silk. As it walks, there seems to be a little golden light shining in the sun.
This black donkey is tall and has great strength under its smooth fur. It chews a piece of elixir in its mouth from time to time and walks forward leisurely.
Fang Fan looked at the convoy with a strange expression on his face. He had subconsciously scanned with his spiritual sense before and sensed a familiar aura from the black donkeys in the convoy. The aura of the black donkey in the lead was particularly strong, and the dots in the hair were
Golden light even caught Fang Fan's eyes.
"So...are these all its descendants?"
Fang Fan vaguely remembered that the black donkey who surrendered to him had stayed in Ning'an and never left. He did some work in the early stage, but later he was pampered because of some things.
After all, who would dare to use Fang Fan’s previous mount?
So, he was provided with good food, good drink, and good sleep.
Fang Fan could occasionally see the black donkey next to his house. Li Mo seemed to have mentioned the black donkey in another report before. What kind of donkey was he talking about, and how was it gradually transported to the brigade?
Fang Fan agreed without thinking, but when he saw it today, he was really shocked.
"How on earth did it do it? How long has it been now? Did that black donkey put all his talents into giving birth to children? The best kind of donkey in the world?"
Fang Fan looked at the black donkey at the front strangely.
This transportation team was escorted by Jiang Jiaping, commander of the Fourth Brigade of the White Tiger Army.
At this moment, the corner of his eye glanced at Fang Fan, and he thought with some doubts.
"Who is this person? Going back to Ning'an on the way?
But this is the army. If you say we can arrange it, we will arrange it. Forget it, just provide for it."
While he was thinking, a donkey brayed suddenly in his ears, and Jiang Jiaping quickly turned his head to look.
Did he know that the other donkeys were just fine, and the black donkey at the head was a little ancestor, so he must not suffer the consequences.
I can reach Tianting directly, but more importantly, I can't beat him...
Jiang Jiaping touched his face, which seemed to be a little sore. Recalling the unbearable past, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he walked over.
"Oh, oh, oh."
The black donkey kept barking, but to Jiang Jiaping it sounded like a mockery, as if it was braying... Er, Er, Er.
Jiang Jiaping was fine at first, but as the black donkey kept braying and the other mutated donkeys also brayed, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Want to rest or is there danger?"
"Oh."
The black donkey kept braying, and Jiang Jiaping immediately paid attention to it.
Although this black donkey has a stubborn temper, he has never missed business, but now he looks like this...
"Is it dangerous?"
Jiang Jiaping asked aloud. He knew that although the black donkey could not speak human language, he could understand it.
After hearing Jiang Jiaping's words, the black donkey finally calmed down and stopped braying.
"Enemy or mutant beast?"
Jiang Jiaping asked subconsciously, but suddenly he found that the black donkey rolled his eyes. This look seemed to be looking at a fool.
Seeing this, Jiang Jiaping finally reacted and couldn't help but blush. Fortunately, several scouts came back quickly at this time.
Fang Fan looked at this scene and did not listen to the scout's report. Instead, he looked directly into the distance with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
