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Li Lin followed the same method and raided the homes of five more large merchant caravans.

There are three who are reasonable.

There's a Shangyang Tea Shop, a Pomei Herbal Medicine Shop, and a Weijing Silk Shop.

When the shopkeepers saw him, they would greet him with "Thank you for your hard work, Manager" and ask after his well-being, offering him several boxes of fine tea and medicine as a gift.

Li Lin also acted impartially.

The confiscated grain should be weighed and recorded, and the conscripted guards should be registered.

He didn't try to steal the materials needed for the Dragon Palace upgrade under any pretext. Instead, he had the accountant calculate the market price and count the gold on the spot to purchase them.

These materials are really not cheap; some are even imperial supplies specially supplied to the Dragon Palace, such as jade dragon scales.

These are not scales from Yulong Yuanbo.

Others might dare to sell that stuff, but he didn't dare to buy it.

Instead, it is the reverse scale that dragon-born creatures with a high concentration of dragon blood shed every hundred years, and it is also on those dragon-born Xiu Yanqing.

Li Lin spent three hundred taels of silver to have the dragon's gold cast before the merchants of Weijing agreed to a secret nighttime transaction. The whole process was like a spy rendezvous, which shows just how much these people of Weijing feared the dragon prince.

There were two other companies that wanted to hide or run away, but Li Lin wasn't so lenient with them.

The first family came from Nangao. They pretended to cooperate, but secretly had a few of their employees pull the two trucks of goods off the side slope.

Jin Fu, who was lying in wait, smashed half of the oxcart, killing two oxen and four of his men before he finally calmed down.

Li Lin didn't kill many people, but he punished them by doubling their guards and military rations. Then, citing insufficient supplies, he directly seized most of their caravan's goods.

The last one, the largest of the five, is named "Cui Feng Hao" and is also a merchant in Nangao.

They were in the business of wool and medicinal herbs, and secretly stockpiled a full thirteen cartloads of grain and provisions.

When Li Lin came to confiscate his property, the group of people outwardly greeted him respectfully, bringing out three carts of coarse grain mixed with sand, along with a dozen or so stewards to help check the accounts.

In reality, the main force had already fled with food and supplies, rushing towards Wei Qiankun's camp.

However, they were not flying fast enough and were spotted by the Central Guard troops stationed nearby.

The unit that was stationed in Lushun happened to be led by Gong Gan, who had previously been acquainted with Li Lin. He quickly sent someone to notify Li Lin, and that's how all the escapees were captured and brought to justice.

Li Lin originally only intended to confiscate his property as punishment.

Unexpectedly, his accountants discovered the real ledger and found out that the "Cui Feng" gang was intentionally buying up goods, wanting to monopolize the food supply in the Allied Forces and make a fortune from the national crisis.

They had already started this business back when they were at Stone Fortress.

The shopkeeper surnamed Cui had a pile of high-level magical artifacts on him, his many servants wore jade pendants and jewelry, and his group had many beautiful maids and young men, all of which were obtained from fleeing people in exchange for moldy and rotten grains.

"Haha, you guys are quite clever," Li Lin laughed.

I laughed out of anger.

After interrogating the innocent and filtering them out, Li Lin dressed up as Elector Flanders von Karstein.

These people were all impaled on wooden stakes, their bodies stood upright on both sides of the road, and wooden plaques describing their crimes were hung around their necks as a warning to others.

After a day of arduous house raiding.

Li Lin discovered some patterns.

The people of Shangyang, Pomei, and Weijing are all reasonable and treat him with respect.

However, caravans from Nangao are often led by people from Nangao who are particularly arrogant and rigid.

When you talk to him, he holds his chin up high, and his words make it seem like he, Nan Li, is inferior to you. He just won't listen to what you're saying.

It's really strange about Zhen Dan. The people of Weijing are supposed to be true "Jingye" (masters of the capital), right? Hey! Guess what? They're actually quite reasonable!

Hu Ye was from Fuzhou, a place with a well-developed trading port and immense wealth. These people treated Li Lin well.

The problem is that it's too far away. There aren't many Shanghai masters in the Allied Forces; most of them are here to participate in the Shangyang Martial Arts Competition, just like Fu Qinglin.

Nangao isn't in Shanghai or Beijing; at most, it's in Gansu, right? Where does this audacity come from to engage in regional discrimination? Is there some regional history he's forgotten?

In short, Li Lin had a very bad feeling about what would happen after arriving in Nangao.

However, there's no time to worry about that right now. Making up for the food shortage, bringing the allied forces back to Nangao safely, and incidentally improving our strength are the top priorities.

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Time flies, and three days have passed.

Wei Qiankun spent three days gathering all the disarmed stragglers in the rearguard.

Inside the general's tent, he stood before the bronze incense burner, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, coldly listening to a soldier below him report.

He was a deserter from the rear guard, dressed in tattered clothes, pale and sickly, with burns all over his body.

He knelt on the ground, his body low to the ground, his voice trembling, as he stammered out his account of what had happened a few days earlier—Li Lin had two stone lions under his command, the black one was cold and sinister, and the green one could breathe fire.

The two lions had paws bigger than horses', and one swipe of their paws crushed several people.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Wei Qiankun's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like a knife scraping out of his throat.

The soldier trembled, his voice trembling with tears, and said, "My lord, please forgive me! That stone lion was terrifying; I hid outside for several days before I dared to come back..."

"Bullshit!" Wei Qiankun slapped the soldier across the face, knocking him to the ground and knocking out two of his teeth. "It's been three days since you came back to report! What were you doing all this time?!"

His chest heaved, and his fair face flushed red.

Part of it was from anger, and part of it was from the tightness around my chest.

If that bastard had come to report immediately, he would have known the details of those two stone beasts right away.

If they had prepared in advance, how could Li Lin have possibly escaped?

"Get out." Wei Qiankun pointed to the tent entrance, his voice icy cold. "Go and collect fifty lashes."

"Thank you, Young Master Xie... Thank you, Young Master Xie..."

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Li Lin didn't rest during these three days; he was constantly ransacking homes.

On the first day, they copied whoever they could find.

The next day, he switched to waiting for the enemy to run into his camp. Anyone who dared to run towards Wei Qiankun's troops or the Central Guard Army would be blocked at the entrance of their camp by his men, and then they would be eliminated one by one according to the list.

There were a few very stubborn people from Lingnan who, for reasons unknown, preferred to burn the grain carts rather than hand them over to Li Lin.

Li Lin then strung them all together and made them into barbecue, after which no one dared to run away.

By the third day, merchants were coming to his door in droves to discuss how much grain to deliver and how much to keep, saving Li Lin the trouble of running around.

He was finally able to relax and sit in the large cart with a compass to handle military affairs and allocate military supplies.

The military rations have finally been replenished.

Although it was a few days late, the food supply for the people in the rear would be secured for the next three or four days.

Unsurprisingly, during this period, the relief grain originally allocated from the Central Guard Army was quietly intercepted by Wei Qiankun's men.

He seemed to have other plans and wasn't in a hurry to deal with Li Lin.

Li Lin also had plans and wasn't in a hurry to deal with him.

The two sides are currently at a stalemate.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, at 1-3 PM.

Li Lin took a breather, put down the last military supply order marked "urgent," picked up the now-cold tea, and took a big gulp.

In two more days, we will reach the south and northwest.

He remembered there was a Taoist temple there, and from the hill where the temple was located, one could see most of Nanli to the east.

Perhaps... he should go and see his hometown?

It would be good to find out some information.

Lost in thought, Li Lin opened the system taskbar and glanced at the material list for upgrading the Dragon Palace.

The materials were almost all complete. Not only were they complete, but under Li Lin's personal supervision, the quantity far exceeded the upgrade requirements by more than double.

The only material is called "Heaven-Mending Meteorite Iron," which is only available in a small quantity that was originally taken from Wei Qiankun's manor; it cannot be bought or found anywhere else.

Li Lin held the tiny, metallic-looking meteorite iron, about the size of a fingernail, crackling with lightning.

He remembered the material; this meteorite iron was very famous, very precious, but also... very useless.

This is a rare treasure that the Jade Dragon Emperor used when firing bricks and tiles for Changyuan.

Only the flames of the Dragon Emperor and his sons could melt and mold it.

There is no other way to change its texture.

Li Lin then opened his own attribute panel.

[Li Lin - Military Commissioner] [Level: Lv7 (156/2300)]

[Health Points: 2500] [Morale: 60]

[Attributes: Armor 40, Movement Speed ​​34, Attack 45, Defense 45, Melee Weapon Power 125 (Armor Penetration), 250 (Unbreakable)]

[Skills: Tactical Expert, Imposing, Traveler, Unyielding Lv1]

【Trait: Troop Peace +50%】

[Remaining skill points: 2]

[Remaining Allocable Experience Points: 1600]

Regardless of what you gain from upgrading the Dragon Palace.

He desperately needs the 500 experience points from the mission reward.

It's really just a tiny bit away from upgrading to Lv8.

Gathering enough meteorite iron to mend the heavens is almost the most urgent task at present.

But this thing is really hard to find...

Suddenly, he noticed a civil official covered in blood scrambling and crawling towards the door of the Sinan cart.

Li Lin immediately teleported him in.

"Young Master! Our several teams that went to collect the grain were all intercepted by soldiers on their way back!"

"The other party said..."

The civil official, panting heavily, swallowed hard. "He said he's your fellow disciple."

"I want you to come and talk to me in person."