Ming Chenhai led a mighty army and left the capital for about a month. They successfully rescued thousands of citizens in Hejian City, but unexpectedly found few traces of running iron donkeys. Without any resistance, the old commander was worried. Judging from past experience, this may be a sign of a trap. He did not dare to neglect at all. Ming Chenhai urged the troops to accelerate their advance. After arriving in Hejian City, he successfully passed through Hejian City in less than a day.

But the opening battle seemed too smooth, which made the weathered Commander-in-Chief of the Underworld underestimate the enemy. Perhaps there are few ferocious beasts in other cities besides attacking big cities? Perhaps ferocious beasts are like a rushing flood, coming and going quickly?

Thinking of this, Mingchenhai decided to take a risk, look far away, and turn a big turn towards the Inner Mongolia grassland in the north. This was the first mistake Mingchenhai made after leaving the capital.

Groups of long-horned copper bulls and the sky-sky goshawks gave the chariots and planes of Ming Chenhai's subordinates a fatal blow. The chariots were smashed by huge bulls, and the planes were also shot down by the goshawks as big as Kunpeng. Ming Chenhai sent many troops to protect the civilians in the team, but due to the large number of people in the team, it was difficult to take care of the head and tail, and there were still heavy losses.

The most troublesome thing is that the two mutant leaders on the vast grassland, the long-horned copper cow and the sky goshawk are already huge, and their leaders are like iron walls, sweeping across thousands of troops with one as one as a hundred.

Mingchenhai used almost all mechanized troops, and even lost the strength of two brigades, and then knocked down the leader of the Tongniu. When the last fighter plane in the sky fell with the leader of the Giagod, Mingchenhai breathed a little relieved and temporarily hid in the simple defensive measures of Es City. Although the city wall was simple, as long as it was deployed closely, it could still barely resist the attacks of the barbarian bulls. The experienced Inner Mongolians had already placed enough airblocks in various parts of the city wall to deal with the goshawks that would raid at any time. But what surprised Mingchenhai was that these ferocious beasts usually attacked the flanks of their troops, and the central main force led by Mingchenhai himself was rarely attacked.

At this time, most of the Inner Mongolia grasslands had been desertified, and only a few oasis were still occupied by longhorned copper bulls. Ming Chenhai's subordinates were short of clothing and food in the desert with a huge temperature difference between day and night, and their morale was greatly reduced. In addition, the geology of Inner Mongolia was special, and there were no cities above the ground. The vast deserts and grasslands were originally the world of wild beasts. Ming Chenhai, with his frightened subordinates, struggled to support them in the low walls of Es City for nearly a month. It was not until the already arrogant goshawk in the sky, which had lost its leader, gradually flew to all parts of the sky, that Ming Chenhai re-summoned the politicians and several generals to discuss the matter of going south.

In the simple and dilapidated conference room, Ming Chenhai sat in the chairperson's seat, facing all the senior officials and politicians, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, an official slapped the table and shouted: "Who came up with the idea? Where can I go, I have to come to this broken place to herd cattle and feed birds!"

Ming Chenhai looked up and looked at the other party. It turned out to be the director of the Human Resources Department. A faint contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Ming Chenhai's mouth, but he stopped soon. He reminded himself that the main responsibility for this decision-making mistake lies with him.

"I said that the Minister of Human Resources and Commander-in-Chief Ming adopted a roundabout strategy to save more civilians. On this point, you should thank him!" Bai Duchuan interrupted when he saw that Ming Chenhai didn't say anything.

"How many people have we saved now and how many people have died? Do you dare to report a number?" The Minister of Human Resources reprimanded angrily, and Ming Chenhai waved at Bai Duchuan, signaling him not to argue again.

"The grassland and the Gobi are so desolate, I don't understand what is there to come from such a difficult environment." Another middle-aged man with a big belly and sparse hair complained. Ming Chenhai looked up and glanced at him. It turned out to be the Minister of the Ministry of Natural Resources, and he still didn't say anything.

"The natural conditions are difficult, so I have to ask you, Minister of Natural Resources..." Bai Duchuan couldn't help but interrupt again, "Besides, no matter how difficult the conditions are, I haven't seen you lose weight."

The Minister of Natural Resources suddenly blushed from his face to the base of his neck. After holding it in for a long time, he cursed: "I'm talking about this soldier, do you understand? What are you, the spy leader, who is helping me?"

Suddenly, the words of the Minister of Natural Resources were like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, awakening the whispers of the senior officials in the conference room, and even pointing fingers.

"I won't tell you what happened, I won't advise you, and I won't blame you for the past. No one wants to come to this point. Commander-in-Chief Ming also wants to save a few more civilians, reopen a safe zone, and rebuild civilization. Although the losses this time are huge, the sacrifices seem to be the soldiers who have followed Commander-in-Chief Ming for many years. You are still breathing, sitting here, pointing at his back and cursing, right? Besides, if there is no Commander-in-Chief Ming, everyone will probably not even be able to leave the capital, and they will die! If there is no Commander-in-Chief Ming, who can take us to continue? Who can!"

Bai Duchuan rarely turned against each other. He said this like a cannon, and the room suddenly became silent. Only Feng Yu sat next to Mingchen Sea, suppressed his laughter, and applauded Bai Duchuan silently under the table.

Ming Chenhai took a deep breath, dragged his tired body and stood up, saying to everyone present: "I can take full responsibility for the previous decision-making mistakes. If you are willing, it is okay to vote to remove me. The matter of Judgment Day is indeed my responsibility in the final analysis. But I just want to bring as many people as possible to the safe zone and start living again. Is it okay for you to deal with me then? Today I ask everyone to discuss the next plan, not how to hold me accountable. Unless you have chosen another general who can take you down. If you don't choose, I recommend Feng Yu to you. He has been in the army for many years and has been the commander-in-chief of the Northern Theater Command. He has rich experience and can replace my position. What do you think?"

After hearing Ming Chenhai's words, everyone looked at each other. It seemed that the old man was serious, and what he said to Bai Duchuan was reasonable. Now that he is responsible, who will take them out?

"Uh... Feng Yu is still a little younger, ah. With so many troops, so many civilians, so many... Ah, an important figure, you, a veteran!" The Minister of Natural Resources changed his anger just now and immediately changed his smile and said.

Humph, you take yourself too seriously. What is your important person? Ming Chenhai thought to himself disdainfully. If the situation is critical and the troops are insufficient, he will even throw these bureaucrats behind the team without hesitation and lead the young and strong civilians to evacuate first.

"Yes, yes!" The Minister of Organization Department also spoke, "Oh, Lao Ming, look at you, everyone criticized you for a few words, why did you get serious? You can't hold back, ah? Hahahaha... Our Commander-in-Chief of the Underworld is still remarkable in many major decisions. He can also fight and win battles when leading troops to fight! He is completely stronger! I have said a long time ago that sacrifice is inevitable, so don't be too excited..."

"Okay!" Ming Chenhai suddenly interrupted his nonsense. At this moment, he suddenly missed his old friend, the Supreme Head of State Baili Chongyang. He never said nonsense. He made a quick decision and acted resolutely. With the cooperation of the two of them, many problems can be solved now.

"We don't have time to complain to each other now, nor do we have time to flatter each other. Time is tight, so let's express our opinions on the next step!" Ming Chenhai suppressed his inner dissatisfaction and said patiently to the senior officials all over the table.

Finally, after an hour of long discussion, Ming Chenhai finally realized that respecting the opinions of these bureaucrats was meaningless. The discussion within an hour was full of metaphysical and unrealistic things.

While everyone was still discussing the need to select the next supreme leader as soon as possible and then rule the world, Ming Chenhai stretched out two old fingers and tapped the table twice calmly and forcefully, signaling everyone to stop the discussion. He increasingly discovered that arbitrary behavior like his previous ones might not be bad.

"That's it! I decided to clean up my clothes and go south to Jinyuan City tomorrow morning, and then head straight to Chang'an City. If the situation in Chang'an is not good, continue to move westward."

Ming Chenhai's words were final and there was no need to argue. After hearing this, everyone started to do their best job - clapping their hands with satisfaction. It was better for the senior bureaucrats of this era.

Ming Chenhai stood up, looked at the high-ranking officials, shook his head slightly, and walked out of the conference room without saying a word. Feng Yu followed closely behind. Before leaving, he quietly gave Bai Duchuan a thumbs up and said in his mouth: "The last question is good."

Without further ado, Ming Chenhai urged the troops to make preparations that night. Although he made mistakes in his decision-making before, the soldiers had no complaints about the respected old commander. Because for many years, the elderly soldiers were well cared for Ming Chenhai, and raised their troops for a thousand days, and used their troops for a while, and the soldiers died for their confidants.

The next morning, the mighty army left Essentially under the "farewell" of the long-horned bronze bull.

The army was slow to move, and the bronze bull chased him anxiously. Ming Chenhai seemed to suddenly think of something, and actually personally pressed the formation and led dozens of guards to break the rear. After chasing for a while, the bronze bull stopped one after another, as if he had been summoned by someone.

In the darkness before dawn, Mingchenhai looked into the distance and saw a thin and slender figure standing on the sand dunes in the distance, staring quietly in his direction.

Ming Chenhai knew who the figure was. The bronze bull had not completely evacuated. In order to avoid the large army, Ming Chenhai did not come forward to chase the figure, but only stared at the other side while still staring at the other side.

After a while, the copper bull dispersed, the morning sun shone on the sand dunes, and the figures in the distance disappeared.
Chapter completed!