In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

The terrifying power shocked everyone in Cangcao. Was this even human?!

The next second, Boom!!

The wall collapsed, sending dust billowing into the sky and revealing a passage.

Even though the ancient walls weren't reinforced concrete and weren't thick enough, they were still walls, and they were easily pushed down by two people.

"Divine power!" Guo Chao was ashamed. He had served in the border army, and even the border army rarely saw such power.

Such freaks are usually selected for the Mo Dao (陌刀) team.

As the wall collapsed and expanded, a wide passage appeared. At Li Yuanchang's command, grain carts began to be sent out in an endless stream at a very fast speed.

Seeing Li Yuanchang do this, the other captains followed suit, but they mobilized a large number of people and it took them a lot of effort to push the wall down.

With a continuous rumbling sound, under Li Yuanchang's leadership, almost all the walls surrounding the warehouse were completely leveled.

Loading speed increased dramatically, and the entire Cangcao area was no longer congested. A continuous stream of convoys began to head out of Lantian County.

Five hours and a quarter of an hour later, the entire army officially set off.

As soon as the intensive departure ended, thousands of people breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could relax for long, the Ministry of War issued another imperial edict.

The Ministry of War ordered all logistics teams to arrive in Youzhou within seventeen days.

Upon receiving the imperial edict, the entire army cried out in despair!

The distance between Chang'an and Youzhou is such that even traveling light and at full speed would take ten days, but the Ministry of War only gave the logistics team seventeen days to arrive in Youzhou.

That wasn't lightly equipped, it was heavily equipped; all the supplies and logistics were a burden.

"Damn it, I'll only give you sixteen days!"

"Are you crazy?"

"It's over two thousand li from Chang'an. Even with the post roads, this is ridiculous!"

"Can this be done?" Cheng Chuliang, Yuchi Baoqi and others complained, their faces grim.

"If it couldn't be completed, the Ministry of War wouldn't have issued such an order. Traveling along the post road shouldn't be a problem, but we have to pray that it doesn't rain or cause a landslide or anything like that." Li Yuanchang frowned; he also felt the pressure.

Then his gaze swept over the more than a thousand people who had just stopped to rest, stretching for several miles, most of them exhausted from loading their vehicles.

"Make sure everyone is well-fed and watered immediately, then set off tonight and rest early tomorrow morning."

"Guo Chao, take the men from the Prince of Han's mansion to the back to take over the heaviest armor and supplies."

"Tusitong, you take some men to the rear and supervise the advance, make sure no one falls behind."

"yes!"

Whether it was setting off overnight or achieving the goal of reaching Youzhou on the 17th, it was somewhat of a stretch, but the military situation was urgent, and there was nothing the higher-ups could do, let alone Li Yuanchang.

Despite their exhaustion, the laborers had no choice but to set off.

It's better to be tired than to be defeated by the Xueyantuo.

Just 15 minutes later, Li Yuanchang's men set off again.

As night fell, the mountains and ridges were ablaze with firelight, looking down from above like a dense swarm of fireflies—all part of the escort teams.

They gathered from all directions, entered the post road, and headed together towards Youzhou, a truly magnificent sight.

In the industrialized era that followed, such military marches were almost impossible to see.

By the end of the night, Li Yuanchang's feet were blistered and he had encountered numerous problems.

A wheel broke, someone broke their leg, a venomous snake bit someone... all sorts of unexpected situations arose. Unlike the life-or-death struggles on the battlefield, the escort team's work was more mundane and required greater patience and adaptability.

Fortunately, the weather cooperated and there was no downpour, allowing the escort team to proceed smoothly.

"..."

In the first three days, Li Yuanchang, with his excellent coordination skills, led the escort team to a rapid pace, covering 600 li in three days, passing through Tongguan, Luoshui and entering Henan Province.

However, the soldiers and laborers were extremely exhausted and had to stop and rest in the wilderness along a post road.

As soon as the smoke rose from the chimneys, the sounds of people wolfing down their food began to echo through the woods.

Cheng Chuliang was covered in sweat. He ate a whole cornbread bun in one go and mumbled, "Brother, this job is so boring."

"Yeah, we got to do all the hard work, while the combat troops went into battle lightly equipped. It must have been so great, riding on horseback, looking so impressive." Yu Chi Baoqi also showed a hint of envy.

These days, combat troops are constantly on their way, passing by the escort teams. Compared to them, those responsible for escorting the convoys are just a bunch of peasants.

This greatly disappointed Cheng Chuliang and his companion, who had hoped to make a name for themselves in one battle.

"You won't feel that way when you get to the battlefield. They'll be fighting on the front lines, and each of them has their own difficulties," Li Yuanchang said, taking a bite of the dry, hard, and tasteless cornbread.

It was basically a mixture of refined grains and coarse grains made into something similar to steamed buns. Each person could get about two large ones. As for meat, only front-line combat troops could get it, and the rest could only be eaten by some officers.

However, this condition was only achieved during the Zhenguan era; it was difficult for other dynasties to meet, especially since laborers were basically treated like livestock.

Just as the group was eating and chatting, a series of rapid hoofbeats suddenly sounded on the post road.

"It's a messenger!" someone exclaimed.

"Where is the Lantian Granary Escort Captain?" the messenger shouted, pulling on the reins.

Li Yuanchang stood up and strode forward: "That's me!"

The messenger did not dismount, but instead threw out a command arrow from a distance.

"The military supervisor has ordered that personnel from all the military commands in Jingzhao be redeployed. All personnel from the Lantian military command are to proceed immediately to Huangfeng Post Station to take over 500 supply wagons."

"The order must be issued without fail!!"

Upon hearing this, the officers and soldiers resting on both sides of the post road all looked up.

"What did you say?" Cheng Chuliang hissed.

The messengers showed no intention of responding and turned away. They were only responsible for delivering messages, and once the message reached them, they were no longer involved. They also belonged to completely different organizations.

After the person left, the scene immediately erupted in chaos.

"Five hundred more cars??"

"Our battalion will be allocated at least a hundred carts. How are we going to escort them?"

"Yes, how could they cut in halfway?" the officers, soldiers, and laborers murmured in disbelief.

"..."

"Brother, what are we going to do? We're exhausted! Each vehicle needs at least two people. Where are we going to find more?"

"Are we nearing Youzhou yet?"

Li Yuanchang also found it absurd. Before the expedition, everyone from the Ministry of War to every other unit was doing their job, and everything was planned in advance.

Suddenly, 500 truckloads of supplies were delivered by air halfway through the journey, without any additional manpower provided. It was essentially the same conditions, but with a heavier burden.

Time is tight, that's true, but we can't afford to mess around. The next task is to make rapid progress.