The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 273 Desert Vault
Gan Minglan, who was at the very back of the group, was protected by wood-type supernatural abilities, and she didn't break a sweat at all.

Don't be fooled by the sight of over 500,000 sheep.

However, the flocking behavior of sheep is innate. These black, big-tailed sheep are all gentle in nature and have a strong gregarious nature.

King Atu only needs to manage the lead sheep; the rest are no problem for him.

The cows became even more obedient!

The wild horses have now become cattle herders.

In short, the vanguard battalion readily accepted the arduous tasks that the main camp was unwilling to undertake.

After three major battles, the original 5,000-strong vanguard battalion is now reduced to just over 3,200 combat-ready men.

These people lagged far behind the group at the front, having something to say to each other.

Four centurions were positioned on either side of Gan Minglan, each with a pouty mouth:
"General! The brothers have discussed it. From now on, no matter what kind of green leaves or fresh sweet fruits the Rat King likes to eat, we will buy them for him! When it snows heavily in winter, we will build a few ice cellars in the camp and store more for him to eat slowly in summer and autumn."

"It doesn't matter if we can't buy them! When Angniang comes, I'll have her help us grow vegetables at home using earthenware pots and big wine vats! Whatever the Rat King likes to eat, Angniang will grow it! The carrots she grew in the border town are growing very well!"

"Oh dear, why doesn't the Rat King eat meat? The Hu people don't have enough grains in this land, but they have plenty of fruit and beef and mutton!"

"Aren't there hundreds of thousands of refugees on their way to the Seven Guards of Kansai? They're here to cultivate the land! When next year's harvest is bountiful, the Rat King's descendants won't lack a single bite to eat."

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The centurions rushed to express their gratitude to the Rat King.

When King Atu helped blow up the walls of Hami City, they also expressed their gratitude.

This time, however, the level of gratitude is particularly high.

The reason is that the Rat King, along with his vanguard soldiers, found a group of ancient tombs in a deep mountain a hundred miles east of Huozhou.

Only Gan Minglan knew the details of that place; it was the Cheshi Kingdom, which was established during the pre-Qin period and was destroyed during the Han Dynasty.

In a wealthy country located on the Silk Road, the royal family and nobles lived in extreme luxury in the past, and even after their deaths, they insisted on elaborate burials.

King Atu led them to dig the first large tomb, which was especially rich in wealth.

Who would have thought that this rocky mountain was artificially piled up more than a thousand years ago?

After removing all the pebbles, a huge sand pit came into view, covering an area of ​​about sixty square meters.

What catches everyone's eye is that the sand in the sandpit is not yellow sand or mud, but a thick layer of gold sand.

In broad daylight.

The sunlight was so bright it almost blinded the grave diggers.

After sweeping away the gold dust, the Rat King directed them to continue working.

It turns out that there was a layer of pebbles covering the bottom of the golden sand.

After these were removed, the outline of a tomb chamber, about two zhang long and three zhang wide, was revealed.

The outline of the tomb chamber was also covered with a layer of gold sand.

Below the golden sand is a stone platform.

Below the stone platform is a vertical burial chamber with walls made of cobblestones.

The floor of the tomb chamber was covered with a thicker layer of gold sand, and eight round gold plaques with tiger stripes were placed there, which probably symbolize that eight tigers were "guarding the tomb" here.

Besides the tiger-striped gold plaque, there were also more than 200 other gold ornaments, such as gold beads and gold flowers, among the burial items in the gold sand.

Judging from these burial objects, the tomb's occupant was very likely an extremely favored princess.

Under General Gan's orders.

The group did not open the coffin of the tomb's occupant; they only removed the burial objects outside the coffin and restored the tomb to its original state as much as possible. The three layers of gold sand, along with more than two hundred gold burial objects, weighed approximately two thousand kilograms.

Surrounding this large tomb, the Rat King selected five more large tombs for them to dig.

As they dug, everyone was stunned into silence.

Were these small countries from over a thousand years ago located on gold mines?

Why do they like using gold sand to pave the ground so much?

Little did people know that this ancient tomb was known online as the "desert vault"!

More than 3,000 people dug six large tombs, and they didn't close their eyes for three days and three nights.

They were all incredibly excited.
In my ears, I heard the centurions showering the Rat King with compliments once again.

Gan Minglan couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly.

Hmph! I clearly saw some reports on news websites in my past life, but now all the credit has to be pinned on that stinking rat!
However, she was still somewhat relieved.

When soldiers from other camps started scrambling for spoils, even those who were usually on good terms with each other turned on each other.

The vanguard battalion doesn't have this problem.

She was supposed to oversee the distribution of the artifacts once they were dug up, and nothing went wrong during those three days and three nights.

Gan Minglan couldn't help but give the four centurions another pep talk:
"Grave robbing isn't something to be proud of. If anyone goes back to the garrison and brags about it everywhere, I, the general, will definitely not take them next time! Tell them not to be too nervous. Who would carry a water bag in their clothes? Are they afraid others won't know it's filled with gold dust?"

Upon hearing this, the centurions turned to look at their own little rascals.

Sure enough, although no expression could be seen on their faces.

But everyone put the water bag filled with gold dust into their arms, and some even rode their horses with one hand and covered their chests with the other.

Anyone who saw it would know there was something fishy about that water bag!

They shook their heads at the sight.

"No wonder they are so cautious. If anyone had two pounds of gold dust or gold beads in their water bag, they would have to keep an eye on it while sleeping at night."

"Hehe, General, you have such foresight! How did you come up with such a brilliant idea? Filling water bags with gold dust!"

"Don't worry about those idiots. Anyway, our vanguard battalion is just herding cattle and sheep behind us. We'll just stay away from the brothers in the battalions in front!"

"General, please rest assured! The first rule you set for the vanguard battalion of Jin'ang was to keep their mouths shut, and they had to recite it to themselves several times a day!"

Ang Tian grabbed their ears and said, "If any bastard dares to break the rules, there are plenty of people in the outer camps lining up to take his place."

"Yes! You have no idea how much envy and jealousy our vanguard battalion has attracted these days! Everyone says that we're not afraid to fight alongside you! And as long as we're alive, we can find ways to make money wherever we fight with you."

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No wonder the four officers were so devoted to Gan Minglan.

With so much gold and sand as burial goods, General Gan, who inspired both fear and awe, distributed them to his men on the spot without batting an eye.

Cough!

There's no other general who carries a steelyard for weighing gold and silver with him at all times!
Divided in full view of everyone:

Ordinary soldier, two jin.

Centurions, three pounds.

Each of the four centurions and General Gan himself received twenty jin (a unit of weight).

Among them, fifty catties of the finest burial goods were set aside as a tribute to General Xiong upon returning home.
(End of this chapter)