Before Zhang Huo Dang'an could express his gratitude, Narasha looked at the team in shock and asked, "There is only this left for 12 million regular troops, plus 1 million transport teams?"

Narasha really doesn't know how many people died in Gaditirah Temple. Now she probably scanned it. There are only more than 5.73 million people left in this area, and the loss is too great. ↗

When she mentioned this, Zhang Huo Dangan looked ugly, nodded and shook his head: "There are ten million left, and there are three million waiting for the logistics to arrive in the front temple to protect and transport it to us for the battle ahead. I hope they have not set off yet, otherwise..."

The staff members beside Zhang Huodan also lowered their heads. The battle this time was too cowardly. The most important thing was that they were led by the enemy. If the three million left behind happened to raise new food and transport it forward, they might be ambushed.

In the past, I always complained that the temple below was disobedient, and they refused to stop them when they asked for things. Now I hope that the temple below would not be too active.

If they delay, they will not be able to raise enough food for the time being, and the team that stays and waits will not set off.

"That is to say, more than 4.2 million people died heroically. Oh, let's have a meal, Lu Luzon and Yangrong are all eaten. Everyone rest first, we will keep watch for you."

Narasha was a little sad. She originally thought that how many people died had nothing to do with her, but now she found that she was in the same group as the other party, and more than four million people died, she realized that in the war, anyone would respect the heroic warriors.

The soldiers just saw a lot of food and grass and were happy. When they heard the person coming mentioned the casualties, they became depressed again.

Gongsun Murong waved his hand and gave the 100,000 soldiers who followed him to the outside world to guard the war. The remaining 50,000 were fed to Yangrong and Lu Lun, and at the same time, he also gave the soldiers a "box lunch".

There are more than 6,600 left in ten thousand Lu beasts. There are more than 390 left in five hundred and 100 foods. The food they bring is more than one tenth.

The mecha masters first opened the package outside the big bucket of water they brought, moved it, and let the water float out, and then cut the food and grass from the war beasts into packs, and the two war beasts flew over to eat and drink by themselves.

Then the lunch box for the warrior was connected to the small jar that pressed water into it. Press the button, and the lunch boxes were bulging. One soldier took one portion and flew over with one push.

Zhang Huo Dang'an took the soldiers to watch. The first time they saw this kind of food, they had brought a lot of things to cook together before, a small jar, some of which were made of wood, and some of which were made of thin metal sheets. After opening it, they could be poured into their mouths with a little control of the regular force.

What I saw at this moment was a different look. The packaging of cubes and the external water inlet device were very unfamiliar.

However, when they used the power of rules to prevent food from flying around, they were shocked when they opened the food.

"Two dishes, what are these...?"

"I know, it's a stir-fry sold by Capodistar. You can buy it online. The more people buy it at the same time, the cheaper the price. The faster the transportation. I heard that I bought it, but it was not packaged like this."

"I have eaten this kind of dish. I ate it when I was traveling. I know the dishes in your portion, one is called pot dumpling meat, the other is called scrambled eggs with green root vegetables, and the soup, fresh shrimp and mushroom soup."

"Where is this? I'm different."

“It’s delicious.”

"Yes, it's delicious. I've never eaten such delicious rice in my life."

"I don't know if the rice is delicious or if Galaxy has been hungry for a long time, and I think everything I eat is delicious."

"Let me taste yours."

"I'm half eaten, who can change it with me?"

The single fry made by the five-s mecha teachers received unanimous praise from the soldiers. The soldiers communicated and exchanged with each other. They found that even the same dish had a slight difference in taste.

Smart people know why when they think about it. Obviously, all the rice is made separately, not made at once.

Zhang Huo Dang'an followed him to eat. He tried not to think about the dead soldiers. He had to adjust his emotions. It was normal to die in wars, and the key was to win.

"Lord of the Palace of Zhang Huodangan, I'll give you a commander, I'll add something more to you." Narasha took out a jar from the space bracelet, with the words "Bashu Kimchi, China Ten Thousand-System Guizong Pavilion" written on it.

Seeing this jar, Zhang Huo Dangan hesitated for a moment, but still observed it, opened it, scooped a few things himself, and pushed the jar to the location where the wounded were.

When he had his first bite of kimchi, he was stunned naturally. It was a special taste. You said it was sweet, a little bit, but it only had a little taste. It was salty, but it was also a little bit, but it was not heavy. It was sour, and it was still very light. With a hint of spicy taste, the tastes were combined together and there was another taste.

He really couldn't describe it. The only thing he could say was that it was delicious. It seemed that if he didn't give that jar to the wounded, he could eat it himself. The five-kilogram jar, the more he ate it, the more he wanted to eat it, it was refreshing.

After eating another bite of rice, I felt that the rice was even more delicious.

Zhang Huodan took a few bites of food, forced himself to stop, looked at Gongsun Murong and Narasha, the two leaders, and asked, "This is produced in the Bikapodi Star Temple?"

Narasha shook her head: "Just one jar, don't worry about how much we want. The world's number one kimchi is not something you can eat casually."

"No, the best in the world, it's good, delicious." Zhang Huo Dangan really wanted to make this idea and let the Bikapodi Star Temple worship more in the future, but he knew that he could not provoke those who gave supplies now.

When he thought of supply, he was stunned. He looked at the team coming in surprise, thought for a while, and asked, "How did you find it?"

"Because we are responsible for logistics, we have to follow wherever the main force is. How can we say that we are all second-class temples and we have to show the strength of second-class temples, right?" Narasha didn't talk about the process of searching, but only said what the logistics troops should do.

Zhang Huodan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, logistics, logistics for the Star Temple of Cabodi."

A staff officer next to him interjected: "You guys start acting with us from now on?"

"No, no, no, we are the logistics, not the main force. We have to go back to transport things. The remaining people and war beasts of you will eat normally, and can eat them for about thirty days, right? Or twenty-five days? In this way, in twenty days, we will deliver the things to you again. Okay, we are leaving, goodbye."

When Narasha wanted to say more, Gongsun Murong felt that there was an enemy approaching the troops left elsewhere, so she signaled Narasha.

So the two men took a hundred Lulu beasts and a hundred thousand mecha masters, pretending to move and disappear with regular power in space, leaving a large amount of supplies floating in space.

Zhang Huo Dang'an quickly ate the food, then drank the soup bite by bit, narrowing his eyes slightly to think about things.

Two staff officers came over. One of them said, "Master, I don't know why, but I always feel that the Temple of Bikapodi is full of mystery. We are running away in a panic. Why can they come here immediately?"

Another staff officer followed: "I didn't see them feeling tired after long-distance transportation. It seemed that the process of their coming was very easy. Could it be that they had a connection with the blasphemer? The blasphemer deliberately gave up the road, so they..."

"Stop." Zhang Huo Dangan scolded the man with a cold face, and then stared at him. Until he looked at him, he continued: "I know that your brother has always been in charge of the collection of logistics materials. The Bikapodi Star Temple did not contact your brother, but formed a logistics transportation team on its own.

Do you think the better they behave, the more your brother is incompetent? Let me tell you, the Bikapodi Star Temple has contacted our fourth and fifth grade temples below to deliver things to your brother, but your brother has not properly arranged it.

I am sure that the Temple of Bikapodi has no connection with the Blasphemer. I don't want to see anyone doing something bad behind his back in the future. Do you remember it?"

"I have written it down, I have written it down, it's because I think it's bad. No, it's because I did it wrong." The staff officer said that when he wanted to be bad, he found that the palace master stared at him and quickly admitted that his behavior had some purpose.

Zhang Huodan nodded gently: "Go and eat it, it is more delicious than the food sent by the Kapodi Star Temple. The food brought to the war beasts is also all the finest, and ordinary people can't eat it."

After the two of them left, Zhang Huo Dangan began to think about it. He couldn't figure out what happened to the Bikapodi Star Temple. The Bikapodi Star Temple has developed too fast this year. When facing repeated crises, he can always have the means to solve the problem.

The former master of the Giant Baihan Star Temple, Oshindo, was plotted against by the Bikapodi Star Temple. Their strength was too strong, to be precise, too wise.

Everyone doesn't understand economic development, but they understand that they can use another rule to create a large number of goods, and many of their habits are changing, such as diet.

It gives people the feeling that they have changed and changed, but it is really impossible to say that they have something to do with the blasphemer. For example, if they are in the same group as the blasphemer, why should they come to deliver things? Wait slowly, and they will be killed.

It is wrong to say that they want to rely on their own temple. If they die in battle and there are still a large number of warriors, there will naturally be other more powerful first-class temples that are willing to replace them, and they can get in touch with them.

The question is how exactly do they find their own?

Zhang Huo Dangan thought for a while, but finally didn't think it clearly, so he had to let go for the time being.

After the soldiers finished their meal, the team gathered again, and with the supplies they sent, each of them quickly recovered and was full of energy. Under the order of Zhang Huo Dang'an, they embarked on the journey again.

They fought back, they had been chased before, but now they should fight back.

They set up their positions, and moved in one space to the next side of the sacrilege team of fifty warships. These sacrilege people did not know that the temple's people had finished supplying.

When they found that the people in the temple came over, they thought that they would catch the temple army off guard while the people in the temple were hungry and had no strength. As a result, they found that the people in the temple were still carrying a lot of food and grass.

Morale dropped instantly, and it was different for those who were hungry and those who were full.

"Kill!" Zhang Huodan saw that the only fifty warships were chasing behind him. He was so angry that he finally caught you. Let you conspire to chase him?

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