"Father Chancellor's four strategies will secure all under heaven!"
Ji Gao, Ji Chang's Fifteenth Son, was leading a detachment north according to Jiang Ziya's plan, to contact Bo Yikao and the Qiang and cut off Jiang Wenhuan's retreat.
Once Jiang Wenhuan's retreat was cut off, forcing Jiang Huanchu to come to his aid, Dragon-Beard Tiger would seize the opportunity to act. With Great Shang's rear set ablaze, enemies would surround it on every side!
Zhou would triumph!
"Hurry up! This lousy village only handed over this little grain, and you're still dragging your feet!"
Ji Gao felt rather helpless. The soldiers under his command had all been spoiled rotten.
The Grain Tube delivered by the immortal disciples provided an inexhaustible supply of provisions, but it could only support the main army.
After all, the Grain Tube could not split itself into copies. This detachment could hardly carry it with them, and since they were taking narrow trails to conceal their movements, they could not bring much grain either.
Unfortunately, the endless rice and grain had spoiled the soldiers while they were with the main army. They drank one bowl of rice soup and poured another away, as though they had never known prosperity before. Although they had restrained themselves considerably after he gave them a dressing-down, they still ate far more than in previous years.
As a result, they had to requisition grain from villages along their march.
"It's not all bad."
Ji Gao counted the provisions. The valor of King Zhou's royal guards was known throughout the realm. If feeding his soldiers more could give them the courage of the Three Hundred Royal Guards, it would be worth it.
He summoned a deputy general and asked, "Have all the provisions been sorted out?"
"We can light the fires and