Only after you taste it yourself will you know how much food you need to prepare before going to war. Only after you have experienced it yourself will you understand.

It is already June now. Even if you go to Liaodong, it will probably take August. When the troops are coordinated and the level of combat can be achieved, it will basically be September.

What is September in Liaodong like? Brothers in modern Northeast China should know that the lowest temperature is below zero, right? This is the temperature that is only available when the global temperature in modern times is warming. When it comes to the Tang Dynasty more than 1,300 years ago, the temperature will only be lower than that in modern times. In September, it can be said that it has turned into ice.

How to fight such climatic conditions? Do clothes to keep warm need to be prepared? Food for food, heating, and transportation vehicles, all of which need to be considered.

Therefore, the Western Regions Legion had more tasks to collect white folds. Before September, one million kilograms of white folds had to be transported to Liaodong. As for how this thing came about? Whether it was robbed or bought, these are all problems with the Western Regions Legion.

Xue Rengui's Zuowuwei was responsible for preparing meat, and all Li Ke's yaks were confiscated, and Zuowuwei was responsible for packing all the beef jerky. As long as the Eastern Expedition was not over, no beef was allowed to flow into the market and it must be transported to Liaodong.

As for Dugu Qingyun and Dugu Yulin, their tasks were much simpler. They went to Beisha City to take over the defense, and at the same time they unloaded all the food transported from the south to Beisha City, and then switched to Yalu Water to continue to cut off the connection between Liaodong and Goguryeo.

A preparatory meeting before the war started all night. Fortunately, this conference room was realized by Lao Cui through dreams, not in the underworld. Otherwise, if this night passed, the palace would have to be infuriated again.

After the meeting, Li Chengqian kept summoning Tang Shanshi and Liu Min into the palace.

"Gao Ming, let me count my money when you go to Liaodong!" Tang Shanshi's first sentence when he saw Li Chengqian was to ask to go to Liaodong.

It has been so long since time passed, and Li Er's edict has been circulating in Chang'an. People with well-informed knowledge like Tang Shanshi have known it for a long time. It was because Li Chengqian had never seen them, so he was so worried that he had not expressed his thoughts to go to Liaodong until now.

"Now you just don't want to go." Li Chengqian snorted and said, "There is no reason why brothers are fighting outside, you kid enjoy your happiness at home. However, before that, you'd better tell me that the grenades I asked you to have been made out, otherwise..."

"That thing has been made long ago, but according to your opinion, there is no gunpowder loading, it is all piled up in the warehouse, and some of it is rusted." Tang Shanshi knew what the earth grenade Li Chengqian was talking about, but he still likes to call that thing "Iron Pineapple".

"I don't care if I am born or not. Starting today, some earth grenades are all equipped with gunpowder and then sealed together. In addition, the production of gunpowder cannot be stopped, and all workers work overtime. When will the Liaodong War end and when will the previous schedule be restored?"

Li Chengqian didn't care whether the iron shells would rust. Anyway, they would be gone with a "bang" sound on the battlefield. It would be useless to be so beautiful.

However, Tang Shanshi was a little stunned and said in surprise: "Gao Ming, there are tens of thousands of fake 'iron pineapples', and they are all with you?"

"Take them all, and it really doesn't work if you hit tens of thousands of earth grenades. When you leave, you don't stop working. You have to keep producing this thing, and you have to deliver it to Liaodong for every 10,000 yuan you make."

Li Chengqian came from later generations, and cold weapons combat was too unfamiliar to him. If it weren't for the Tang Dynasty's production technology that wouldn't be able to keep up, he would now want to get tens of thousands of AK47s or M16s to stab Gugoguryeo.

Millions of triangular arrows, 50,000 earth grenades, million kilograms of white stacks, million kilograms of gunpowder, fifteen Zhenguan cannons... These are all things Li Chengqian prepared for himself.

Since the old man asked him to go to Liaodong and only gave a limit of 100,000 people, he had to listen to himself in how to fight. He must not fight with people like Li Ji and Li Daozong. Otherwise, these 100,000 people would have to die without waiting for the pseudo-Chang'an in Goguryeo.

Moreover, the 100,000 people who remained on the battlefield of Goguryeo could not all be from the Sixteen Guards. All the soldiers and spies must retreat to Chang'an and replace them with the Prince Liuru.

This is the request made by Li Chengqian in the information handed to the old man. If the soldiers do not know the generals, the generals do not know the soldiers, and this battle cannot be fought at all.

In Li Chengqian's opinion, Li Ji's performance in the battle to block the enemy outside Anshi City was not as good as a squad leader under his command. Ten thousand people against 15,000 people, and several thousand died. The gunpowder, Zhenguan cannons, and four corner nails were piled up in the camp behind and had never been taken out.

Although it is said that charity is not in charge of soldiers, it does not mean that other people's children will die, right? Why do we have to fill in the lives of things that can be solved with equipment? It can wipe out 150,000 people, but tens of thousands of people were left behind. The rest are still running all over the mountains and fields. Isn't this absurd? Li Ji, an old man, still has the face to call himself a "Confucian general".

"Look, everyone, look. The prince has replied to me, but he can't trust your subordinates." In the camp outside Anshi City, Li Er teased the news paper with a smell of pigeon shit.

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Cheng Lao Huo was most anxious. He was the first to take the note from Li Er, and then looked at the series of numbers on it, and asked with a black line.

"I'm asking you to see this!" Li Er said angrily, then pointed to the translated notes on the table.

Cheng Yaojin, an old guy, was used to shamelessness. He dared to rob Li Er's military coat at the beginning, so he naturally didn't care about Lao Li's scolding. He smiled and picked up the notes on the table, ran to the side of Li Daozong, and muttered together.

After a while, one of them was passed around and returned to Li Er's hands again. Looking at a group of subordinates with different expressions, the great emperor asked with a smile: "How is it? What do you think?"

"Your Majesty, it's not that I underestimate His Highness the Crown Prince. But I think that the Eastern Expedition is of great importance. Please stay. Even if I can't take Anshi City, at least I will not lose the cities I have occupied." Li Ji, who lost nearly half of his subordinates, was very nervous. From Li Chengqian's letter, I saw the contempt of the young master Chang'an City for him. So when he spoke, he had such a sour smell!
Chapter completed!