As for why not let more soldiers get stronger?
First, let our own people get stronger; now their strategy isnât just this.
After the war, theyâll need to settle accounts.
And everyone in the Generalâs Mansion has been trained, even the masters have trained.
Whether men or women inside, they all feel the cruelty of war. Without a strong body, they will only face death.
Donât even mention protecting others; wanting protection from others isnât so easy.
Even though a few more days passed, the grains transported from afar had not yet arrived, but the grains that fell from the sky were nearly eaten up.
Fortunately, the old General sent out those Storage Bags filled with supplies and grains.
The hundred-thousand strong army may not eat their fill, but cannot starve either.
However, a constant state of war is not secure.
The food will eventually run out.
The old General sent out letters, informing certain people about appeals.
It was known that the emperor was very foolish, perhaps heâd ignore it, perhaps the letters would be intercepted.
But the old General still arranged for their men to go across the nation, revealing some peopleâs deeds to the world.
In the face of warfare, some use tactics to prevent grain supplies from arriving.
Surely someone will be righteous, surely someone will investigate, who did this?
Donât say there are no heroes in the Martial World, or that wealthy folks across the nation are fools.
The old General certainly knows that delivering food to the frontline was not just money allocated by the national treasury.
Possibly some patriots or wealthy individuals donated money, food, etc., and some swallowed it.
Jiang Tang saw that several days had passed, and whether in the army or the city, just having food is not enough, seeing they closed the city gates.
Nothing else was transported from outside, apart from eating grains, soldiers also need firewood, rice, oil, salt, and condiments.
Long-term lack of vegetables is also a harmful practice, damaging some bodily functions.
Actually, itâs quite difficult to eat vegetables in this place, but since the vegetables and fruits transported from afar canât be delivered now, theyâll have to solve it themselves.
Jiang Tang tossed some fruits and grains, vegetables from the warehouse below.
Dropping materials from the sky ensures they donât harm people or get damaged themselves.
Jiang Tang sent some supplies out from the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space Warehouse, so that soldiers can have food.
During the day, as supplies fell from the sky, people inside the city and soldiers constantly cheered and worshipped.
They no longer believe in the old deities; every time something falls from the sky, a golden figure appears.
This golden figure is indistinguishable by gender, but its state is that of a deity.
Unlike the gods they used to worship, thus some began sculpting statues based on this deityâs vague appearance for worship.
Jiang Tangâs Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space is a small world unto itself, with fields and rivers, plenty of places to plant crops.
The elves in Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space canât eat so much grain and fruit.
In the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, many medicinal herbs are also cultivated.
The Divine Beasts inside act like farmers, but their farming methods differ, as they can use spells to cultivate, constantly enhancing the space as Jiang Tang increases strength.
The small world has already transformed into a large world.
Inside the Water Peopleâs World, there are no humans, but some growing creatures.
Living creatures that grow in the rich Spiritual Energy can transform into Demonic Beasts.
Jiang Tang doesnât care whether these Demonic Beasts can be eaten, since there is so much to eat.
With his two Divine Souls in the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, thereâs no fear of failing to manage the Demonic Beasts and Divine Beasts.
Green Ox sees the owner being so generous, yet doesnât stop him. The grains harvested batch after batch, herbs harvested batch after batch, though the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space Warehouse is large, and has many warehouses, if they donât send out, supplies will keep growing.
Eryao is even lazier, likes to watch or not watch as they please.
She doesnât care about the matters of Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space anymore.
As the owner of some Immortal Castles, Jiang Tang has too many supplies, but many arenât for mere mortals.
He observes when sending things out, ensuring those who receive aid arenât greedy or deceitful, but people with great Merit.
Whether in this life or the previous one, carrying great Merit, enduring hardships now, seeking to rise again and find help.
Jiang Tangâs motive for these actions is to welcome more Merit Points.
Strengthening beyond measure to become the Immortal Emperor, become the mightiest deity, not knowing if thereâs any trace of another Immortal Emperor in the weather, but hasnât discovered any signs of other Immortal Emperors yet.
With the help of Jiang Tang, the old General and his family survived, the hundred-thousand strong army remains intact.
They didnât open the city gates immediately on both sides; with food in hand, Chaotian hasnât sent food, they just make appeals.
As for some awaiting news, but getting none, not seeing things accomplished, surely theyâll grow anxious.
The old General foresaw this and dispatched a team dedicated to catching such spies.
Both city gates are tightly guarded by them, only opening for task assignments.
This side was beaten, leaving the other side yet to recover, uncertain if they have the heart to fight again.
The old General observed their explosives and grenades were depleted, so urgently produced another batch.
After preparing this batch of supplies, he organized two teams, both comprised of his sons and grandsons, keeping some inside the city.
The old General remains uncertain about whether spies still exist?
But among those sent out, thereâs family; those explosives will be carried by their own, teams quietly venturing out of the city at night.
One team was led by a young man, taking a team out, all young men, a trial by the old General for his grandson, perhaps facing danger, but without danger, there can be no growth?
As for them, having consumed Power Pills, trained in Ancient Martial Arts, practiced Qinggong, their bodies are much stronger than before.
Taking them out of the city, their task was to locate the army, quietly act, and knock down the enemyâs forces.
Although the enemy hadnât completed withdrawal, they aggressively gather troops, possibly arriving soon.
Given so many of them here, they must have prepared ample grain supplies.
Their teamâs mission once leaving the city, aside from quietly knocking them down, there is also the aim to seize enemyâs grain. If possible, seize the enemyâs horses and weapons, deprive generals of horses; those soldiers without arms, grain, or horses, when the battle erupts, it wonât be so easy.
In the dark night, acting isnât easy, especially amid the howling winds, traversing through the desert.
After a stretch, they arrive at a desert location, a small oasis a few miles away serves as their camp.
There, the water is drawn from scarce greenery, not quite an oasis.
Only these things could replenish their water, of course, utilizing camels too.
This team traveled through the night, finally reaching their destination at dawn.
Time was tight, a certain Young General instructed his men to wait in position, as he secretly infiltrated alone.
If he hasnât returned, theyâd leave at dawn, fearing discovery in the barren desert absent of cover.
Very easily they could be spotted.
The Young General went alone, his men worried, asking.
The Young General stopped their questions, lest daylight arrives. Without taking risks, theyâd fail, not seizing this moment, theyâd have to wait another day.
Knowing their burdens, having rushed a day, exhausted, the Young General ventured in, and they worried but could do no more.