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However, almost a million soldiers needed to replenish their armors, weapons, and fuel for the maintenance of the crossbows and crossbows. It was not a small number.

Thus, even though the Song Emperor had taken care of the men in the army, the remaining pressure on them was still enough to make them suffer.

In just one winter, 50% of the vehicles used by the burly man to transport goods had been scrapped!

And when the Liaoning State harassed the logistics troops of the big men, 40% of the materials sent to the frontlines fell into the hands of the enemies.

This was very helpless, but it was a reality.

However, logistics still had to be organized. After all, they couldn't possibly let the big man's soldiers use stones and wooden sticks to fight the army of the State of Liao!

”Sigh. In the past, he hadn't felt there was any problem fighting in the country. However, in this external battle, all the problems were immediately revealed. ”Seriously, it seems like we big guys still need to recuperate.” Mo Ming looked at the statistics in his hands and couldn't help but sigh.

Therefore, when Mo Ming returned to the courtyard where the government office was located to soothe his nerves, he became very impatient when he heard that someone had come to offer a 'Iron Caravan' outside.

”Yet another craftsman from the countryside has come to present a treasure?”

Qin Nation's rewards and punishments were strict. Therefore, those craftsmen in the countryside often hoped that the things they offered would be rewarded, such as the exemption from even more labor or the reward of hundreds of gold coins.

It was the same for the Han State, which had a similar system to the Qin.

However, from his point of view, those who came to the Young Manor to present their treasures were usually people in the backwater of the village. In fact, they were quite ordinary and had seen many masters.

If there really was a person who was stupid enough to make a God Equipment, how could they not be stupid enough to hide it and think of ways to make money from it, even foolishly giving it up just for a little reward?

When he saw that the person who came was actually a eleven or twelve-year-old child, his dissatisfaction reached its peak.

”Yellow-furred kid, are you here to tease laozi?” As a member of the Mo family, Mo Ming had a good temper.

But throughout the winter, he had been under pressure from countless workers.

Seeing that the person was only eleven or twelve years old, he still felt like he was being teased, and the pressure that had been building up over the course of the winter erupted in an instant. Honestly, he had already managed to put up a good front by not chasing Zhuge Liang away.

However, Zhuge Liang had come prepared. Naturally, he did not feel that he should be treated unfairly.

He looked at Mo Ming, and imitated an adult's neither humble nor haughty gesture as he cupped his hands and said, ”Whether this student is deceiving you or is truly capable, sire, you might as well take a look first. It won't be too late to make a decision after seeing the treasures that I've offered. ”

Hearing this, Mo Ming remained unmoved.

He had actually heard these words countless times.

It was just that in the past, these words were said by other unreliable craftsmen. And those craftsmen had already disappointed him countless times.

This time, it was an even more unreliable yellow-haired boy who spoke.

This made Mo Ming even more unable to trust him.

He waved his hand and said to the subordinate, ”Get him out of the way. Don't let him interfere with our work. I now bear the burden of the fate of the burly soldiers. There's no room for any interference. ”

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

It was a young but vigorous voice

He said to Mo Ming, ”Uncle Ming, you don't trust Xiao Liang, but please trust my father and I. I assure you that Little Liang is speaking the truth with the credibility of the Li family's eldest son! ”

Mo Ming looked in that direction and saw Li Zi Cheng standing there, smiling at him.

A puzzled expression appeared on Mo Ming's face as he asked, ”Zi Cheng, if you weren't helping your father out in the clouds, what were you doing in Chang'an?”