Tang, Me! The Prince’s Teacher
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The Army Lacks Salt

For the first four months, Zhao Yiyang had put all his attention on the training of the soldiers in order to save his own life.

However, today's battle had given him great confidence.

That was, the combat strength of the hundred or so big-headed soldiers under him had already begun to show results.

At the very least, if he did not encounter a large group of enemies, he would have no problem staying alive.

The mutton was cut into a few large pieces and placed into the pot.

He threw in a few pine sticks and a small jar of coarse salt.

Zhao Yiyang said to the cook proudly,"Today, this young master will teach you a lesson. In the future, make mutton soup according to my steps today. When you win and return to the court, don't f * cking farm anymore. Just open a mutton restaurant and I guarantee that your business will be prosperous.”

Although the cook was submissive, he still looked like he needed to be taught a lesson.

This guy didn't believe it at all.

How could a young boy who had not even grown his hair know how to make mutton soup? If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't beat you, I would have taught you a lesson long ago.

That's right!

The rule in the army was that whoever had the bigger fist had the final say.

He even ruined the only coarse salt in the army. It was obvious that he didn't know how to live.

What if you run out of salt tomorrow?

Zhao Yiyang was a Rank-8 Guo Yi Lieutenant, the highest military officer in Dongyang Castle.

However, if he didn't have the corresponding martial strength, he would have been bullied to death by these big-headed soldiers.

He wasn't like Li Chengqian or Zhangsun Chong.

Therefore, he lifted his leg and kicked the cook's butt.

"If you have the guts, don't come and beg me later."”

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50 miles away, Lan Zhou City.

At this moment, the small Lan Province City had already become a large military camp.

In the winter of the third year of Zhenguan, the Tang army divided into six roads and destroyed the Turks in the north.

Although the Great Tang War God Li Jing had used the Black Tiger Steals Heart to capture Jie Li alive, there were still remnants of Eastern Turkic power on the steppe.

Duke Huo and Chai Shao, the general manager of the Jin River march, led an army along the Yellow River to sweep through the Hexi Corridor. They returned to Lan Zhou City and stationed there, shocking Tuyuhun, Xue Yantuo, and other countries in the Western Regions.

"My lord."

State Duke Hu and Deputy General Qin Qiong walked into the main tent.

"Uncle Bao is here?"

Chai Shao raised his head. Seeing that the person who came was Qin Qiong, he could not help but warmly greet him.

The war to destroy the Eastern Turks had brought about the prestige of the Great Tang army and decades of peace, so Chai Shao and Qin Shubao had been in a good mood.

"Sit down, sit down. We can finally breathe a sigh of relief after returning to Lan Province. How about we have a drink today?”

"Milord, this subordinate has come this time to report something.”

Qin Shubao smiled bitterly.

"Something important? What's the matter?"

Chai Shao said in surprise.

The war was almost over, so what was there to do?

"This subordinate has just finished inspecting the treasury of Lan Province. We don't lack anything except salt. We have more than 20,000 Right Guards, but there isn't even a hundred catties of coarse salt in the treasury.”

Hearing Qin Qiong's words, Chai Shao also frowned.

"Do you have salt cloth?"

he asked.

"No, only vinegar cloth."

Qin Qiong replied.

"Vinegar cloth? What can that thing do?"

Chai Shao's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Any normal person would know that people would get sick if they didn't eat salt for a long time.

This was especially true for soldiers, who were already exhausted. If they did not have salt replenishment, their combat effectiveness would be severely reduced.

"Send a letter to urge the Imperial Court. Our Right Military Guards can't compare to others. If Tuyuhun, Xue Yantuo, and the other foreign races make any strange movements, how can the army suppress them without fighting strength?”

Chai Shao thought for a moment and instructed.

"Yes."

Qin Qiong cupped his hands in agreement.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and cupped his hands."Sir, I received a private letter from Zhi Jie (Cheng Yaojin) a few days ago. He said that Crown Prince Li Chengqian, Cheng Chumo, and Zhangsun Chong had angered His Majesty and were sent to the northwest front line by His Majesty. It seems that they are not far from Lan Province. You see…"

"Oh?"

Chai Shao was interested.

"Tell me... What exactly happened?"

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