"The marshal ordered you to transfer 250,000 stone of grain to Dunhuang within a month. By the merchant guerrillas to cooperate with you..."

Zeng Jigao was dressed in a crumpled blue cloth robe, in his forties, with a slightly short stature and heavy pressure on his body. As the core staff of Qi Chi, the governor of the Western Regions, he waited at Jiayuguan in order to give orders to Jia Huan. As for what the consequences will be if the grain and grass have not expired, or the quantity is insufficient, it is not necessary to ask: military law is engaged!

This is a situation in which the Governor of Qi attaches great importance to Jia Huan.

After the word was spoken, Zeng Jigao hurried back to Dunhuang in the rain. He did not even participate in the reception banquet held by the Shang guerrillas for Jia Huan in the guerrilla general's mansion. Judging from this move, the situation on the front line of Dunhuang is very tense.

As for the situation on the front line of Dunhuang, Jia Huan can still only understand something from the letters and official documents transmitted: the army of the ancient tribe of Baye is approaching the front line of Dunhuang. Outside the oasis, the scouts are fighting more and more intensively!

The tense atmosphere permeates the entire Hexi corridor! The Han people living in the regions, cities, and villages along the route all felt the breath of the imminent war.

"Lord Jia, this..."Shang Guerrilla stood at the gate of the mansion, watching Zeng Jigao leave with two entourages, his expression slightly embarrassed.

The merchant guerrilla looked very old, like a fifty-year-old peasant, with furrows on his face. The northwest wind and sand promote aging. Wearing a half-worn armor, at a glance he knew that he was a general who had been in battle.

Since the thirteenth year of Yongzhi, after the Jingying general Le Bai knelt down to worship the scholar He Shuo, the unspoken rule among the military generals of the national dynasty was to bow down to Shangguan in popularity. As the number of non-permanent official positions such as governors and governors began to increase, the civilian clique began to suppress the generals.

There are deep historical reasons for this! You can make it clear without a few words. At this time in the Zhou Dynasty, the military generals were being controlled by civilian officials, and a system was gradually forming.

Jia Huan was a member of the Left Senate of the Western Regions Political Secretary of the Four Grades, and the business guerrilla was the official ceremony. Of course, in addition to the general trend, more important things are: first, Jia Huan Jia Huan is the staff of Governor Qi Chi. Second, Jia Huan is the capital transport envoy and is responsible for the logistics of the army.

Jia Huan didn't care, and said with relief: "General Shang, Brother Zeng has something important to do, let's change the day of the banquet!" "To engage in politics, you really have to take the form seriously. However, in war, we still pay attention to formality, which is self-defeating. War comes first!

Zeng Jigao, proficient in Fang Yu, Xiaochang military strategy, proud of talents, and self-defeating. His recognition is limited to public opinion. If you want to pay more attention to him, it is not necessarily!

With Jia Huan's calm temperament, he will not be very unhappy because others ignore him. If you want others to take it seriously, you have to do something!

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A few days later, Jia Huan settled down in the courtyard next to the guerrilla general's mansion in Jiayu Pass, and began to deal with the dispatch of military supplies.

Pang Ze, Zhang Sishui, Huang Guan (Huang Zongqi, now the position of deputy Qianzong), and Shen Qian assisted Jia Huan. The Shang guerrilla also sent ten small officials and scribes who were proficient in money and food and skilled in pen and ink to come and help.

Subsequently, messengers came and went here, in an endless stream, connecting Dunhuang and Chang'an.

Since the Qin Dynasty, the composition of the army's rations has always changed. In addition, it has a strong regional character. From millet, millet, into rice, flour. The military rations of the Zhou Dynasty army were mainly dry rations that were easy to preserve. Dry food is mainly baked cakes, flatbreads, steamed buns, and dried rice. Each soldier was rationed tea, salt, miso and pickles.

Jia Huan, as the quartermaster and the capital transport envoy, must first ensure that the military rations are sufficient. Second, it is necessary to ensure the soldiers' weapons, armor, and all kinds of war equipment. Finally, it is also necessary to ensure that cotton clothes, boots, raincoats, etc. are also secured.

The heavy work has not stopped since July 18. In the courtyard where Jia Huan is located, the lights are on all night. Just like the engine of a machine, it starts first, and gradually begins to speed up, running at a rapid speed!

At the end of July, about 120,000 troops gathered in Dunhuang: all 40,000 Beijing battalions from Beijing arrived; More than 30,000 people were defeated from Qiuzi, including 20,000 in Beijing; There are a total of seven battalions in Beijing. Plus all sorts of auxiliaries. The 250,000 stone of grain demanded by the Governor of Qi was about a month's ration for the army on the front line of Dunhuang!

From the amount of military rations in reserve, it can be seen that the strategy of the governor of Qi is still steady and steady. After all, after a losing streak, morale in the army was low. Even if there are reinforcements, even if the Beijing camp is unparalleled in combat power, even if the national dynasty has sharp firearms, the war may not be won.

Jia Huan still has 25 million silver dollars in his hand. According to the price of rice in Beijing 9 silver dollars per stone, the silver money in his hand is enough. However, in the bitter cold land of the northwest, it is very difficult to raise such a large amount of grain and grass. It needs to be transshipped from Chang'an. Or, buy from the folk of Dunhuang.

In the silence of the night, the howling cold wind blew the window railing, humming. Hutian snowed in August. At Jiayu Pass, in autumn, the temperature is more important than that of the Central Plains.

In Jia Huan's official residence, the lights are bright. Everyone, three shifts. Constantly calculating the itinerary and the number of grain transportation teams one by one.

In this grain route, hundreds of thousands of people are being mobilized, going back and forth. The 4,000 elite soldiers under the command of the Shang guerrilla were constantly divided into squads to ensure the safety of the grain route. After leaving Jiayu Pass, Hu Qi's attacks and harassments occasionally occurred.

Jia Huan rubbed his eyes, stood up tiredly, and stretched his waist. In the hall, several scribes were busy counting.

Pang Ze, who had stayed up all night, looked at Jia Huan and asked in a hoarse voice, "Ziyu..."

Jia Huan waved his hand lightly and walked to the window. The moonlight shone like water on his limestone robe.

In the busy work break, his thoughts inevitably flew to Jiangnan. He was still worried about Sister Bao's illness in his heart. He has replied, but two months have passed, and the letter has not yet arrived. Has she ever been well?

Looking up at the bright moon in the clear sky, the crescent moon was like a hook, making Jia Huan groan. At this moment, he is not the youngest left senator of the dynasty, nor is he a powerful capital envoy, nor is he a famous Jia Tanhua.

He was just a man who missed his sick wife in his hometown.

Butterflies love flowers.

Hard work is the most pitiful to the sky and the moon, the past is like a ring, and the past is a jue. If it is like the moon ring finally bright, do not give up the ice and snow for the heat.

Without that past, it is easy to die, the swallow is still, and the soft curtain hook said. After singing the song, the sorrow did not stop, and the spring cong recognized the amphibian butterfly.

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On August 10, Jia Huan, who had stayed in Jiayuguan City for nearly a month, set off for Dunhuang after consulting with Hu Chi's letter in Chang'an.

The transfer of grain and grass from Chang'an Mansion to Dunhuang caused great damage. The husband feeds food for thousands of miles, and the soldiers are hungry. The two of them decided that Chang'an Mansion would transfer 180,000 stone of grain. The remaining 70,000 stones were purchased from Dunhuang and Guazhou.

Jia Huan went to Dunhuang to handle this matter. Pang Ze and Shen Qian have already made a front stop for him in Dunhuang. At this time, there were still five or six days left before the time limit of the Governor of Qi.

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