Two days after the news of the attack on the second prince of Jintong County by the Daomen powerhouse secretly spread to the Great Song Dynasty, the eldest prince also smoothly handed over the rights of the supreme commander of the northern logistics front. Compared with the second prince being attacked by the Daomen powerhouse, now the eldest prince is also sitting like a needle and felt, and there is fear in his heart, the attack of the Daomen powerhouse came too suddenly, and it seriously impacted the heart of the eldest prince.

In the logistics government established in Beizhou, countless officials went back and forth between the government and the logistics government, and the eldest prince sat in the position of the director of the logistics government and looked at the documents in front of him in a daze.

In just two days, the documents were sent to the government, and the amount of military rations mobilized from all over the Great Song Dynasty was too large.

In five days, the eldest prince approved those important documents day and night to see if there were any leaks in the middle, and in five days, the eldest prince lost a full circle of weight than in Lin'an City.

"Your Highness, this is an urgent document from the front," an official entered the lobby with the document in his hand.

The eldest prince looked up at the young official, he remembered that this young official only stood out from the imperial examination this year, and it was not unparalleled in literary style, but the efficiency of the work also made the eldest prince sigh.

Before leaving Lin'ancheng, King Jin had said to the eldest prince that there are many young officials in the northern war logistics now, and these officials are all reused after the imperial examination this year, and if there is a Chinese medicine doctor, they will be pulled into their side.

The eldest prince put down the brush, looked at the young official and said, "Present it."

The young officer saluted, then stepped forward, placed the papers on the desk, and prepared to turn away.

"Wait," the eldest prince said.

The official was stunned for a moment, then stopped and looked at the eldest prince respectfully, in fact, countless young officials of the Northern Front wanted to enter Lin'an City to take office. And the best way is to rely on a prince, so that the opportunity is the greatest, and this prince's experience reveals the ownership of the crown prince.

"What's your name," the eldest prince asked with a smile.

The official was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the smile of the eldest prince, his heart warmed, and he replied, "Xiaguan Fan Yao"

The image of the eldest prince in the Great Song Dynasty has always been known as a sage, whether it is for his cronies or for those civil and military officials, it is the same, very similar to the King of Jin, and compared with it, the second prince is decisive and ruthless, whether it is to people or things, this is very similar to the King of Qi.

The eldest prince nodded, then waved his hand to let Fan Yao leave, Fan Yao did not dislike it, but became more and more respectful, after all, he had just entered the officialdom from the imperial examination, and it was a great honor to let a prince ask his name.

The eldest prince looked at Fan Yao who was leaving, and then smiled.

"It seems that His Highness values this young official very much," Lin Lao's voice came from the back hall.

The eldest prince picked up the pen and commented on the document while saying, "Although he is not the kind of peerless literary talent, but now if he is given the opportunity, he will become a pillar."

After hearing this, Lin Lao smiled slightly, looked at the young official who left, and then said, "Your Highness, you haven't rested for five days, and if you continue like this, your body will be unbearable."

After all, in addition to protecting His Royal Highness, Lin Lao also asked His Royal Highness to pay attention to his body, and as a strong man of the big clan behind Donggong Niangniang, he didn't want to live up to Donggong Niangniang's entrustment.

"The battle with the wilderness is tense, and the generals in front of me can't relax when they kill the enemy for the bloody sake of the Great Song Dynasty," the eldest prince sighed.

The eldest prince came to Beizhou as the logistics director, and in just seven days, the three armies of the Great Song Dynasty fought more than ten battles for the wilderness tribes, not counting those frictions, although the Great Song Dynasty won every time, but if it went on like this, the Great Song Dynasty was also exhausted, and the most important thing was that every time it was a great price.

After hearing this, Lin Lao sighed slightly, although he did not participate in the war in front of him, but he still heard it to some extent, and now the streets and alleys of Liaoning City are discussing the war on the front line. Although Lin Lao is a cultivator of the Sixth Realm, the premise is that he is also from the Great Song Dynasty, and now Lin Lao is most worried about the attack and killing of the Daomen powerhouse.

If the war between the Great Song Dynasty and the wilderness is just a contest between the army, then the war with the south is a battle between cultivators, although the news that the second prince had just arrived in Jintong City and was attacked and killed by the Daomen did not spread among the people, but the eldest prince, as a member of the royal family, already knew about it, of course, he also knew.

The three princes who are most valued by the emperor may be the supreme rulers of the Great Song Dynasty in the future, and in the eyes of the Daomen, they are thorns in the flesh, if the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty seem to be mediocre, it is a mistake, because the Great Song Dynasty has only existed for a few hundred years, and the background is insufficient, and it was not noticed by the Daomen at first.

It's just that now the fangs exposed by the Great Song Dynasty make the Daomen become vigilant and start to be afraid, because the strength of the Great Song is beyond their expectations, and on the other hand, because of the existence of the academy, the Daomen cannot compete now.

Nowadays, countless military carriages on various official roads in the Great Song Dynasty are dragging grain and grass towards the north, and the carriages of merchants and the carriages of the government on the official roads can only give way.

"Damn it, those barbarians of the north really don't know what to do," said a young soldier who was escorting grain and grass, and there was still a lot of childishness on his face, apparently he had just joined the army.

"The wilderness has changed now, if it were those wilderness tribes in the past, they would not dare to do this," an old soldier on the side also sighed slightly.

For example, today, both cultivators and civilians know that the True God Alien Race has unified the tribes above the wilderness.

"Hmph, that true god alien race is really looking for death, even the Qingtian Divine Sect doesn't dare to send troops to me," the young soldier said indignantly.

The old soldier looked at the young soldier with regret in his eyes, only the soldiers who had enlisted all the year round knew that although the Qingtian Divine Sect did not want to use troops against the Great Song Dynasty, it was because they had no reason.

"Young man, you are really bold," the young soldier was about to speak when a voice in the jungle interrupted him.

Suddenly, the soldiers who were escorting the grain and grass all looked at the source of the sound, only to see countless cultivators wearing Daomen appearing in the dense forest, and one of them looked at the soldier with a smile.

The old soldier was stunned for a moment, then his face was full of horror, and then the entire soldier who was carrying the grain and grass appeared in terror, and although they were frightened, they did not run away, but drew the long knife at their waists.

"Such an insult to Qingtian Haoyang's agent in the world, it seems that the people of the Great Song Dynasty are really a group of wastes who don't know whether they are alive or dead," Qingyi Daomen smiled.

After hearing this, the childish young man obviously changed from fear to anger, and looked at the Taoist in Tsing Yi without saying a word.

"The Great Song Dynasty has been able to exist for so long, because of the benevolence of the sect, and it is also the benevolence of Qingtian Haoyang, but you don't understand these," the Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at the angry young man and said with a smile.

In the eyes of the Tsing Yi Dao people, these soldiers who escort grain and grass are like ants, and the Tsing Yi Dao people belong to the Qingtian Divine Sect and are not the hidden powerhouses of the Heavenly Dao Temple.

"Haotian is extremely merciful to give Da Song a reason for existing, but Da Song doesn't know whether he wants to overthrow Haoyang's agent in the world, then it is unforgivable" Tsing Yi Daomen walked towards the young soldier step by step.

The autumn wind blew the robe of the Tsing Yi Dao man, and every step he took saw countless fallen leaves flying, and then turned into a long sword, when the last step of the Tsing Yi Dao Gate fell, the breath of the fate realm exploded, and the long sword turned into leaves in his hand pointed at the young soldier.

The young soldier was originally an ordinary person, and under the suppression of the aura of this Tsing Yi Daoist, although he was terrified in his heart, he still stood there, holding a long knife in his hand, and his face was full of anger.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at the young soldier as if he were looking at an ant, and the young soldier also saw the contempt in the eyes of the Taoist and became even more angry, and then used all his strength to swing a knife and slash directly at the Taoist.

"I have guts, but I'm still an ant" The long sword in the Taoist's hand struck away the long knife in the young soldier's hand with a slight wave, causing the young soldier to fall to the ground.

The young soldier looked at the Taoist in Tsing Yi and did not resist, did not resist, but thought in his heart, "It turns out that this is death"

And the rest of the soldiers who were escorting the grain and grass also saw that the young soldier was immediately and then desperately slashed at the Tsing Yi Dao man with the weapon in his hand, and the Qingtian God Sect cultivators in the jungle near the official road did not move, as if this was just the stage of the Tsing Yi Dao man alone, and they didn't need to make a move.

A gust of autumn wind blew up, and countless long knives were knocked away, and then the soldiers were all lying on the ground or leaning on the carriage, and the corners of their mouths appeared a crimson color.

The young soldier looked at the other soldiers, and then looked at the Tsing Yi Dao people, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was so rampant, so arrogant, and his eyes looked at Tsing Yi Dao with contempt.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at the young soldier's eyes, and suddenly there was an inexplicable anger in his heart, and then the long sword condensed from the leaves in his hand stabbed directly at the young soldier, and the young soldier looked at the stabbing long sword, and there was no fear in his eyes, but more perseverance and decisiveness.

Just when the long sword was about to stab the young soldier, an iron sword appeared and directly blocked it, and then I saw a black-clothed parting appear in front of the young soldier, and then countless black-clothed people appeared on the official road to confront those Qingtian cultivators.

"Young soldier, your courage in just a few seconds has changed the world," said parting calmly, looking at the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The autumn wind is rising, perhaps on the official road at this moment, the courage of this young soldier is changing the course of the world.