The army is approaching and the war is about to break out!

Zhenguan is just as the rumors said.

There is so much food in the city that it can't be eaten up, and it is scattered on the ground.

These are fresh vegetables and fruits!

In order to come to Zhenguan to join the army, the people of Da Chu climbed mountains and waded through rivers, ate grass roots and tree barks, and relied on Guanyin soil to fill their stomachs.

The number of people who arrived at Zhenguan from the time of departure was less than half!

Now, when they saw so many vegetables, their eyes were filled with tears and they kept wiping tears with their sleeves!

No matter how hard it was for them, as long as the remaining people could survive, it was worth it!

The surrounding soldiers were no longer surprised by the huge amount of vegetables. There was a square-faced general who picked up a cucumber and started to eat it on the spot.

He saw that among the ragged Chu people, there were several children who looked at him eagerly as he ate.

He took a few more cucumbers and gave one to each of the children.

The children's parents knelt down immediately, and Chen Kui stopped them: "You will be able to eat every meal in the future, so raise the children well!"

The children and their parents left with many thanks.

Zhan Chengyin stood in front of a pile of vegetables, wearing silver-white armor, with a sword at his waist, and shouted loudly:

"Soldiers of Daqi, 350,000 troops, are stationed 20 or 30 miles away!"

"Do you see this pile of vegetables? If we lose, we will die in battle! The people have no water to drink and no food to eat, and 30 million people of Daqi will starve to death!"

"Today, we must defend the town, our food and water, and the people's hope of survival!"

"In this battle, this general hopes that all men will defend it to the death!"

Countless soldiers on the high wall responded.

"Yes, defend the town to the death and fight to the end!"

"We will live and die with the town!"

"We will never let the enemy enter the town!"

"If the enemy does not retreat, we will die!"

The soldiers' voices were loud and clear, and the whole city echoed with the soldiers' passionate shouts.

They are about to face the most severe and difficult battle in history.

The survival of the town depends on this battle!

*

Ye Mumu finally waited for a call from the boss of the bulletproof vest manufacturer, who had already arrived at the outskirts of the city.

Ye Mumu closed the warehouse and drove to the foot of the mountain of Xianyuan Villa.

She called the warehouse manager in advance and asked him to open the warehouse door!

Half an hour later, she arrived at the warehouse at the foot of the mountain.

Xianyuan Villa has two large warehouses, one on the hillside, and the cold storage stores the daily food.

Store the sheets and quilts for replacement, as well as the dishes and chopsticks sent for cleaning.

This warehouse at the foot of the mountain only accepts large items, such as replacement of furniture...

The huge warehouse only has one warehouse manager guarding it, who is a nearby villager.

He knew that Ye Mumu was the boss, and when he saw her coming, he said very respectfully: "Boss, I'll help you move the goods into the warehouse with a forklift."

Ye Mumu nodded.

The factory drove 10 large trucks over, and the drivers all got off to enjoy the cool air, and no one unloaded the goods.

The boss is a middle-aged man, his surname is Qu.

When he saw Ye Mumu arrive, he pulled her to a corner.

"Ms. Ye, all the bulletproof vests worth 150,000 are in the car!"

"Okay, if the quantity is right, I will give you the final payment immediately!"

But Boss Qu said, "You only bought bulletproof vests, but did not buy matching bulletproof helmets. I sell matching

helmets to the Middle East." "There are 150,000 helmets left. I originally thought that the Middle East would need them, but they didn't want them!"

"I am stuck with the helmets. If you want all of them, I can give you one set at a lower price."

"But if you only want the bulletproof vests, you have to pay more!"

When Ye Mumu placed the order, she omitted the bulletproof helmets.

How can two armies fight without helmets!

She said, "I want them all!"

Boss Qu smiled and asked people to unload the goods. Fortunately, all the bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets were shipped over.

A full set of protective clothing, bulletproof vests 280, helmets are more expensive, all wrapped in steel plates, with shock absorption, 400!

Boss Qu sold her a whole set for 600.

150,000 sets, a total of 90 million!

It was a huge sum of money. Ye Mumu's heart was bleeding when she paid the balance.

After the payment was completed, Boss Qu's eyes narrowed into slits.

He whispered: "The factory has better ones, fully armed, but they are not yet mass-produced."

Ye Mumu said: "When they are mass-produced, I will order 50,000 sets first."

"Okay, deal!"

After the drivers unloaded the goods, Ye Mumu gave the warehouse keeper 5,000 yuan.

Let him buy an air conditioner to install in the guard room, and the remaining money to buy a small electric donkey for him to use when going to and from work.

The warehouse keeper was very happy. He saw that the warehouse was all blown by fans, and it was still quite hot on a hot day.

The boss asked him to buy an air conditioner, which was great.

He happily took the money to buy it.After the warehouse keeper left, Ye Mumu turned off the monitoring and power supply.

Throw a note to Zhan Chengyin, 150,000 sets of bulletproof suits are ready.

Let him receive them.

*

Zhenguan, Zhan Chengyin received news that the leaders of the Chu and Qi armies have met.

The sorcerer Shi Meng Gua calculated that they would attack the city at noon.

Now, it is only one hour away from noon.

Just at this time, Zhan Chengyin received a note from Ye Mumu.

"150,000 bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets have arrived, receive them immediately and equip them quickly!"

Chen Kui and Chen Wu leaned over and saw the words on the note.

"Bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets, General, if we all wear them and fight the enemy hand-to-hand, we may not lose."

"Yes, bulletproof vests are very useful for the Modao team."

Zhan Chengyin pinched the note and took the vase downstairs quickly.

The vase was placed in the open space, and soon, boxes of bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets fell.

Especially the bulletproof helmets, Chen Wu was very curious, unpacked it and put it on his head.

It was heavy, but very safe.

He said to his eldest brother Chen Kui, "Try to chop with the sword!"

Chen Kui drew out his sword and slashed to the side.

Ding, a string of sparks flashed, and Chen Kui's knife was notched.

But there was not a single crack on the helmet!

Chen Kui said to Zhan Chengyin: "This helmet is too hard, it's better than armor!"

Zhan Chengyin said to them: "All soldiers are equipped with one set each, hurry up! All soldiers must change within an hour!"

"Yes, General!"

After everyone put on bulletproof vests, the whole army was on alert.

At noon,

the sun was scorching, Zhan Chengyin stood on a tall building, and saw a dark mass in front of him...

The Chu army deployed cavalry in the front row, shields in the back row, and archers...

The iconic red and yellow flag of the Chu State was getting closer and closer!

On the right side of the Chu State was the black dragon flag of the Qi State.

They were more in number, wearing black military uniforms, and the dark mass was very scary. They approached forward, and they were only ten miles away from the town pass!

The army was approaching, and the war was about to break out!

The generals and soldiers of the Zhan Family Army stood beside Zhan Chengyin.

They stared at the approaching army with red eyes.

There were too many people!

All they could see was red, yellow and black, and there was no other color in the world.

In the past, the barbarians had never put such great pressure on them when they attacked the city.

But today, even with bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets, Mo Dao, armor, Qin Ni...

they did not have the confidence to win.

Some soldiers began to write their wills.

Even Mo Fan released the last three flying eagles, with his will tied to their legs!

The army continued to approach~

nine miles, eight miles, seven miles...