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The official in charge of the warehouse opened the warehouse tremblingly, and then pushed the door very slowly, the heavy-armored sword saint couldn't bear the surname anymore, and directly pushed him away, and then kicked him over. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info heard the sound of the frame, and the old gate obviously could not withstand his strength, and suddenly fell inward, and the dust inside was shaken and scattered. The people outside were caught off guard, and almost all of them were covered in dust. Frightened, the Heavy Armor Sword Saint and the Wind Sword Saint hurriedly fled in embarrassment.

They are neat and can naturally avoid it, but the poor fat man who opened the door was not so lucky, and in an instant the whole person was swallowed up by the smoke-like dust, and when he ran out coughing, his whole body was almost black.

After the Wind Sword Saint escaped, he glared at the Heavy Armor Sword Saint with a little dissatisfaction, which obviously meant to blame him for kicking the door badly. The heavily armored sword saint was also extremely aggrieved, and hurriedly explained with a wry smile: "I didn't make any effort, is it that this broken door is not strong!"

The Tempest Blademaster apparently thought he was shirking his responsibilities. However, in front of everyone, he was embarrassed to say that the heavy armor sword saint was not, so he could only glance at him, and then shook his hand and shook out two fighting qi, forming a whirlwind that was not strong, and quickly blew the dust away.

The Wind Sword Saint's hand is like a light weight, and the extremely terrifying Dou Qi with destructive power is released so softly, which shows his profound attainments in the application of Dou Qi. Even the old evil couldn't help but light up his eyes, and said in his heart, the guy who can become a sword saint really has two hits!

After blowing dust, the Wind Sword Saint walked straight into the warehouse, swept it slightly, and suddenly his face turned iron-blue. It turns out that there is food here, but it is all old food, and it is the kind of thing that has become moldy and blackened, and even dogs don't eat it.

The reason why this old grain is still here and has not been thrown away is that the officials in the warehouse need these broken things to make up the number. In fact, the old grain was originally collected by officials from outside at an over-reserve price, and then exchanged for new grain in the warehouse. Naturally, the new grain was taken by the officials for profit, and the old grain was piled up here, and after some time, they could dispose of it in the name of moldy grain.

The so-called disposal, of course, is not really thrown away, but only written on the books to be thrown away, but in fact it is still here. So that they can wait for the new food to come, and then exchange it for new food and send it into their own pockets. In short, in this cycle year after year, they can divide a batch of new grain in the open every year. That's why these broken grains are so old that even rats won't visit them.

It is precisely because of this that the old evil did not touch the broken grain here. And today, the little fat man was also forced by the Heavy Armor Sword Saint to be really helpless, because if he didn't come up with something, when the Heavy Armor Sword Saint opened one by one and found that it was empty, then the problem would be big, so he could only use these old grains for the time being, hoping to pass the test temporarily.

But this idea was obviously unrealistic, and the Swift Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint looked at these pitch-black things, and their faces turned green with anger.

"Wowhaha!" Seeing this, the old evil immediately mocked on the side: "I didn't expect that the faces of the two giants of the military department are worth a bunch of such!"

Even if the Wind Sword Saint had such a good temper, he couldn't help but be furious after hearing the old evil's words, he went directly over and grabbed the little fat man's neck, and said angrily: "The two commanders of our military department came here to ask you for military rations, are you going to give us this thing?"

"No, no, this is a misunderstanding, I didn't expect that the grain stored here has rotted like this!" The guy hurriedly quibbled: "However, these are indeed our only food, and since they are moldy, they obviously cannot be distributed to the troops." But please rest assured, we have already dispatched military rations, and they are all on the way, tomorrow, tomorrow, I will personally send you military rations, can't you?"

"Hmph, are you really an idiot to me?" "The Wind Sword Saint sneered: "With such a large warehouse, how can it be that there is no food stored at all to supply the needs of hundreds of thousands of troops?"

"Boy, you seem to be trying to trick us?" The Heavy Armor Sword Saint couldn't help but say angrily: "Okay, didn't you say no? Then I'll find it myself!"

"Someone!" the heavily armored swordmaster immediately shouted, "Open all the grain depots for me!" as he snatched the key from the little fat man's hand and threw it to his own guards.

Those guards were all personal soldiers who followed the two Sword Saints, and when they saw their own commander being humiliated with moldy food, they were already angry. Now that he got the order, he immediately pushed away the soldiers guarding the grain depot like a wolf and a tiger, and opened the gates one by one. The results were naturally shocking, out of a dozen grain depots, only 2 warehouses had grain, and they were all moldy and blackened things, and the other warehouses were all empty.

Seeing this situation, the Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint were stupid, they originally thought that the guy in the warehouse was just stingy and refused to save face, but they never expected that there was really no food. You know, according to the regulations, there can be food that can feed 100,000 people for 10 months all year round. In other words, the military headquarters should be able to see mountains of grain here at any time. After all, no one knows when the war will happen, so it is extremely important to stock up on more food. As the commander of the military department, both the Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint are extremely aware of this.

Of course, they also know that the guys guarding the grain depot will definitely be corrupt, but there also needs to be a limit to corruption? The reserve grain of the military headquarters must be of great use at a critical moment, and if there is no grain at the front line, wouldn't it be a bad thing? Therefore, no matter how greedy these guys are, under normal circumstances, they can only embezzle a small part of it, and it is impossible to lose all of it. But the Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint never dreamed that the munitions warehouse was really empty, and there was no food to eat.

At this moment, the faces of the two people were gloomy, and they knew that today's incident was big!

The officials in the warehouses were almost all slumped on the ground, like corpses, and some were even scared to the point of urine.

But the old evil still looked like he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Oh, I didn't expect that we really wronged your lords? This grain depot turned out to be really out of food? I don't know if the other supplies are also empty?"

The Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint glanced at each other, and they both felt that their hearts were as heavy as pressing stones. The Wind Sword Saint then said in a deep voice, "Come on, open all the warehouses for me!"

"Yes!" The guards also sensed the seriousness of the situation, and did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly searched for the keys from those officials and opened all the more than 100 warehouses, and the result was of course extremely bad. Most of the warehouses inside are empty, and some of them have things in them, but they are all old goods, all of which are tattered and unwanted.

After a while, the two pro-soldier captains of the Wind Sword Saint and the Heavy Armor Sword Saint ran over with sweaty faces, and one of them said, "Report, there are only more than 20 warehouses in the warehouse, and the other more than 80 warehouses are empty!"

"There's almost nothing that can be used here!" said the other nervously, "All that's left is rags!"

"What?" the two Sword Masters were taken aback, the situation was countless times worse than they expected. They had expected that the people who were just the grain depot would be insatiable, but they didn't expect that the entire warehouse would be empty.

The Heavily Armored Sword Saint immediately said angrily, "How can this be?

"No! I haven't seen a single machine!" said the heavily armored Sword Master's guard.

"What about the Stephen family's newly made iron bow?" said the Swift Wind Sword Saint hurriedly, "I remember that only a batch was put into storage last month, and I haven't had time to receive it yet!"

"I didn't see it!" said the Tempest Swordmaster's guard, "only the tattered bow that has been stored for at least 50 years, not even the slightly refined horn bow, let alone the iron bow!"

"Damn!" the two Juggernauts finally became angry, and the two rushed to Stanford together.

"Stanford, tell me, why is the warehouse empty?" said the Heavy Armor Sword Saint angrily.

"Stolen!" Stanford said with a bitter face.

"Stolen?" he pointed to the more than a thousand guards around him, and said angrily, "With the means of guarding here, as well as the five thousand garrisons nearby, how could it be stolen here?"

"Even if it's stolen, there should be a limit, right?" the Heavy Armor Sword Saint then said angrily, "Such a large warehouse, with a mountain of materials, even if a dragon comes to steal it, it can only crush these things to death!" But you say that everything is stolen? Oh my God, are you an idiot for us? Would you believe such nonsense?"

In fact, it's no wonder that the heavy-armored sword saint said so, and the theft this time was really too strange. After all, there are too many things, and when they are piled up, they must be the same as a mountain, even if the old evil steals them with four spatial rings, it also took many days to be empty. So they simply can't imagine who can steal a mountain!

"This~" Stanford said with a bitter face: "Two adults, I know it's incredible to say this, but in fact, it's really stolen, things have come to this point, do I still need to lie to you?"

"Then tell me, who can empty a mountain in the eyes of the five thousand army?"

"I don't know, don't you catch them?" Stanford said aggrievedly, "Those guys are elusive, and they use psychedelics." Every time they mesmerized the guards at night, and then they stole and stole several warehouses each time, and in a few days, the warehouses were empty!"