Chapter 529 The first one created, the Lord of Supernatural Powers!
Wisps of smoke rose and were blown away by the wind and snow.
Compared to the past, the snow this time was very light, and it had no effect on the people in Yanzhou City. There were also vendors who got up early to set up stalls in the streets and alleys.
The tofu bread with ordinary taste and a few fried dough sticks, Yang Yu chewed slowly, the same wind and snow, the same Yanzhou City, but at this moment, with the smell of fireworks, it was no longer a dead city.
But he actually didn't do anything, he just returned the ration that was supposed to be theirs, or at most, put a blanket on it?
"Obviously, they can be satisfied with just one mouthful of food. Why do those beasts insist on taking away such a small thing?"
Jiang Wu took a hard bite of the steamed bun, feeling a little angry and feeling an indescribable calmness in his heart.
He had not seen this ordinary morning market for several years.
Yanzhou was already in chaos before Lord Yan Dong came. After he came, it became more and more chaotic. It was only then that there was some signs of recovery.
But behind this calm scene is the smell of blood from the market that can't be dispersed even by the wind and snow for many days.
"One bite per person is a lot."
Yang Yu swallowed the last mouthful of rice and felt a little heavy: "The food in the city can last for three months at most. Any longer, I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain.
This snowstorm is a bit too long..."
Yanzhou City is located at the junction of the two roads. It is not a large agricultural state. Before chaos breaks out, it can still make up for it by visiting merchants.
But with the advent of war, few people dared to do business, and food shortages gradually became apparent.
The reason why Lord Yandong acquiesced in allowing his soldiers to snatch the people's food was not because he was cruel by nature, but because he wanted to conquer the northwest and military food was indispensable.
This dilemma will not disappear with his arrival, but the only difference is that he does not need to raise hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and he has no plans to expedition to the northwest Daocheng.
Therefore, it can be maintained for three months. If it were Yan Dongjun, it would be difficult to maintain it for even two months.
This heavy snowstorm has indeed lasted for too long, and it has already passed the spring plowing period, but outside the city, the sky is still full of snow.
What this means, Yang Yu is from a humble background, so naturally he will not understand.
What worried him even more was the obviously abnormal weather. This heavy snowstorm was not scary, but what was scary was what was behind it.
The sky changes.
What are the changes in the sky, the vicissitudes of the sea, the transformation of high mountains into flat valleys, and the rise of dangerous peaks in the deep sea?
Subtle changes in heaven and earth fall on an individual's head, which is an unbearable burden...
"The northwest road, two big horse farms, a plain on one side, and the northwest road city holds nearly 60% of the food supply. Lord Yan Dong is eager to go to the northwest. I'm afraid it's because of this."
Jiang Wu scratched his scalp irritably and clenched his fists, but had nowhere to vent:
"Damn God, don't let people live..."
Food is the most important thing for the people.
From the traders down to the pawns, up to the emperors and generals, even the martial saints and masters of supernatural powers cannot lack this ration.
No one can bear the consequences of running out of food.
"The top priority is to open up connections with the other two states and the northwest Daocheng. This wind and snow will not affect the entire northwest Dao."
Qi Wensheng silently licked the last bit of rice from the mouth of the bowl, and then said seriously:
"The food stored in the city, even if it is used in a tight manner, will not last for six months. However, the nearest Xingzhou, without wind and snow, will take six or seven months to go back and forth..."
"And Baizhou."
Jiang Wu glanced at Yang Yu, and he could naturally guess where the mysterious Eight Hundred Riders outside the city came from.
The elite cavalry of each state capital has extremely distinctive characteristics.
"The wind and snow are not bad in Baizhou. Although I sent people to buy food, it will take at least five months."
Yang Prison did not hide anything.
On the same day that the rebel army outside the city was defeated, he rushed back to Baizhou with Taoist priests and Kuni to collect grain. Transporting grain is not a horse traveling alone, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
And these five months do not include the time the living dead spent purchasing food in Baizhou.
"Although the teacher had expected it, he also purchased food in Qingzhou and Yunzhou. However, the snowstorm was so heavy that Qingzhou was also affected..."
Qi Wensheng frowned:
"If the soldiers outside the city are not supplied with food and grass, there will probably be chaos..."
"Those who come from the city and have innocent family backgrounds have been recruited from the city outside the city. Over the past few days, more than 8,000 people have been recruited. Although they are not many, they are all young and strong, and many of them have had blood exchanges..."
Jiang Wu reported.
For most of the past month, Qi Wensheng was organizing the city affairs, while he was outside the city counting and suppressing the rebels and surrendering soldiers.
"In the rebellious army, most of the lawbreakers have been brought to justice, but most of the soldiers are just being coerced..."
Qi Wensheng was about to speak but stopped.
To dispose of the soldiers, there are methods such as dispersing them on the spot or forcing them to work, but now in this heavy snowstorm, dispersing them randomly is forcing them to die...
"We can make arrangements for house repairs in the city, snow clearing, etc., and we can make arrangements after the heavy snowstorm."
Yang Prison had a headache.
These trivial matters are really not his specialty, but since he has occupied Yanzhou, he cannot let them go.
Fortunately, the people sent by Wang Muzhi are already on their way...
Although Qi Wensheng felt something was wrong, he had no choice but to press down and said:
"Other than that, the most worrying thing is not the two bandit armies from Xing and Li Erzhou, but Ma Longtu."
"Malongtu?"
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly.
"According to the instructions from people in the Yan thief army, Na Ma Longtu has an agreement with Yan Dongjun to break the Northwest Road together!"
Qi Wensheng looked solemn:
"Ma Longtu was originally a great master outside the Pass. He failed to challenge the old monster of Black Mountain, so he worshiped in the Seven Kills Palace.
It is said that under the guidance of the old demon, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and he was almost halfway across the threshold of the Martial Saint..."
At this point, he paused slightly and turned to the secret voice:
"Uncle Master, Ma Longtu is afraid that sooner or later he will come to get Yan Dongjun's Army-breaking Dao Fruit..."
"I know."
Yang Prison nodded.
But what he was thinking about was not Ma Longtu, but the Lord of the Seven Kills Palace, the second most powerful figure in the world, the old demon of Black Mountain.
That old demon...
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Huhu~
In the wind and snow, the dragon and horse galloped like fire, and the knee-thick snow they trampled on floated like dust behind them.
The Taoist carries his sword and urges his horse to gallop through the wind and snow.
Without the encumbrance of the eight hundred cavalry, it was just him and Kuni. Needless to say, they were very fast. In less than twenty days, they had already arrived in front of Lanshan Pass.
"Hush!"
Ku Nile stopped her horse. After running around for many days, she inevitably became a little tired.
"How to stop?"
Taoist Yu was in high spirits and had lost all his usual laziness. Seeing Kuni stop, he immediately frowned and felt dissatisfied.
"Fellow Taoist Yu, what happened that night? Why are you so abnormal?"
Kuni was shocked and confused.
She has been friends with Taoist Yu for decades, but she has never known that this Taoist has always been cautious, cherishing life as much as gold, and is rarely willing to contribute to others.
This current situation is more than abnormal?
It's like being possessed!
"That day..."
Taoist Yu reined in his horse and stopped, a smile appeared on his face, but the smile disappeared in a flash, and was replaced by something secretive:
"Don't say it, don't say it."
"Fellow Taoist Yu, can't you trust even a poor nun?"
Kuni's voice turned cold.
But no matter how she asked, Taoist Yu remained tight-lipped and only gave a rare serious warning:
"Pindao has been your friend for many years, so I would like to warn you that our Mr. Yang is not a simple character..."
Kuni is speechless, do you even need to say this?
"In the past, poor people may have been a little lazy, but then, they were just at a loss with no way forward, no one to guide them, and no where to go."
There was an uncontrollable throbbing in Taoist Yu's smile:
"But now, it's different!"
"What's the difference?"
Kuni was at a loss and didn't notice anything different. Instead, he felt that this old man was becoming more and more cunning and sneaky...
"hehe……"
Taoist Yu just smiled and said, "Follow him, there will be no harm in doing anything." Then he urged his horse forward again.
But in his heart, he was extremely happy.
Until now, he didn't know what Yang Yu's magical powers were, but after the brief meeting that night, he had indeed become one.
Master of supernatural powers!
'Yeyoushen, this level is really, wonderful, wonderful...'
Taoist Yu smiled "hehe".
Rang Kuni felt chills all over his body. He felt more and more wretched and disgusting, but he became more and more curious.
What is it that makes this old Taoist so weird?
The wind and snow in Baizhou is much lighter than that on the Northwest Road, but there are also few people inside and outside Baishan Pass.
Yu Taoist, as soon as Kuni returned, he went outside the small courtyard of 'Fang Liexue' through the communication and asked to see him.
"call!"
Inside the house, 'Yang Prison' woke up from the cauldron of boiling medicinal liquid.
After many days of cultivation, this 'Living Dead No. 2' not only returned to its peak, but also made further progress.
"come in."
I randomly approved a coat and called the Taoist priest in.
"grown ups."
Yu Daoren's whole attitude changed. With a smile on his face, he handed over a package.
Yang Yu took the package and glanced at Taoist Yu.
The reason why this old Taoist became the master of magical powers was naturally his own handiwork.
In Yanzhou City, on a whim, he remembered the Taoist fruit 'Yeyou Shen' that had been put aside for many days. After trying it, he actually made this old Taoist recognize the Taoist fruit as its master!
However, the fruit of Night Travel God also has disadvantages. One of its prerequisites is 'short life'.
Moreover, before completing the ritual, it cannot be changed, otherwise, the Taoist fruit will bite back and the old Taoist will die immediately.
"In Baizhou City, the food purchase has been completed. You two have to go to Yanzhou City again. It's been a hard trip and you will be rewarded when you come back."
There was no courtesy, Yang Yu gave the order directly.
Kuni complained endlessly and wanted to refuse, but the Taoist already agreed with all his words, just like a close confidant.
"Don't worry, sir, it will be delivered to Yanzhou as quickly as possible!"
Taoist Yu patted his chest and was so high-spirited that Kuni almost vomited blood.
"Old demon from Montenegro."
After weighing it for a few times, Yang Yu could wrap it up. Inside, there was a blood-stained black martial robe. This blood word was exactly what the sloppy Taoist left behind in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain.
"Zhenren Zhang..."
Seeing things and thinking about people, Yang Yu felt ripples in his heart, as if he thought of the old Taoist man again.
After a while, he put away the package and called Li Eryi.