Chapter 414: We Share the Same Faith

On the side of the Northern Frontier Army, the atmosphere was tense.

Bai Wei was at home, and she also did not sleep all night.

She called Zhou Yuchuan several times, but he did not answer, so she had no choice but to send messages one after another.

"Ye Lao and the others, have they still not replied?"

"The war is about to start in Beijiang, has Museum Curator Qin called you?"

"It won't work, the Imperial Army will attack at daybreak, do you have any news on your end?"

Having received no reply from Zhou Yuchuan, Bai Wei was incredibly anxious.

At this moment, her phone rang.

Bai Wei perked up and immediately answered the call.

"Zhou Yuchuan, do you have news on your end..."

Before she could finish, Manager Liu's awkward voice came through the receiver.

"Boss Bai, the plane ticket for going abroad has been booked."

Bai Wei was suddenly filled with disappointment, "It's you! Wait a moment, I'll be there right away."

She had made two preparations, asking Manager Liu to help book a plane ticket to go abroad.

If there was no response from Ye Lao's side, she would immediately go abroad and take the risk to buy military supplies.

Bai Wei wrote a note.

"Xiao Moting, drag it out on your end for a while, try your best to delay, do not start the war."

"I am going abroad right now to buy equipment."

She had received Xiao Moting's note long ago, and the reason she hadn't replied was that she was waiting for movement from Ye Lao's side.

Now that there was no news from there, she had no choice but to go abroad.

But going abroad to buy equipment also took time.

She could only let Xiao Moting drag it out and fight for the final opportunity.

In the temporary camp tent.

Xiao Moting held the note sent by Bai Wei, his sword-like brows slightly knitted.

"What did Bai say?" Qin Zhan leaned over.

Xiao Moting put the note away, "She wants us to delay, for as long as we can."

"What, this isn't up to us," Qin Zhan was shocked, "Xiao Qiyu is determined to wipe us out; even if we send a truce letter, he won't agree."

"Yes," Xiao Moting nodded and put the note into his pocket, "This battle cannot be delayed; the Imperial Army will attack at daybreak, and nothing can stop it."

Therefore, he would not let anyone see this note, so as not to affect morale.

This was a battle that had to be fought; it could not be delayed.

Qin Zhan also took a deep breath, "That is to say, Bai has not found a way yet. But it doesn't matter, this time we rely on ourselves. Our Northern Frontier Army is not to be trifled with; even without weapons, we will bite a piece of meat off the Imperial Army."

Xiao Moting gave the order, "The food from the Cook Battalion is ready, right? Let everyone eat immediately; once they are full, they can go to the battlefield."

"Got it." Qin Zhan turned and walked away, humming a little tune, "Usually the Cook Battalion is too stingy and always reluctant to serve meat. Today's meal must be a feast of fish and meat; I must eat a good meal so I can kill two more enemy soldiers when I'm full."

Xiao Moting also turned around and picked up his Long Blade from the corner of the wall.

The bright blade reflected his cold and heroic face.

Having grown up in the Beijiang military camp, Xiao Moting was long accustomed to death on the battlefield and was prepared to die in battle himself.

His eyes were bright, yet there was not a trace of fear, only a flash of regret.

"Bai Wei, after this battle, I am afraid I cannot walk with you any further."

"Being able to meet you is the fortune of my life."

Outside the door, a soldier's respectful voice came.

"Prince, the Cook Battalion has finished preparing the food."

"Coming." Xiao Moting composed his emotions and strode out of the tent.

Smoke curled from the cooking fires, and the scent of meat filled the air.

The Cook Battalion had put all the meat they were usually reluctant to cook into the pots, which could be called a feast.

Everyone was eating with great enthusiasm.

This was likely their last meal.

"Prince!" A messenger rushed over, "The Imperial Army has already formed their battle array, assembled their troops, and is preparing to launch an attack."

"I know," Xiao Moting said in a deep voice, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd, "The Goddess has not replied yet! Our Northern Frontier Army was already in a desperate situation when the barbarian army attacked the city! It was the Goddess who saved us and let us live until now."

"Everyone, keep your spirits up, eat your fill, and prepare to fight!"

Loud shouts came from the soldiers all around.

"Eat, let's all eat our fill and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

Qingshan Village.

Bai Wei looked at the whitening horizon, took her car keys, and walked toward the door.

Now, she only hoped that Xiao Moting could drag it out a little longer on his end, fighting for time until she could go abroad and buy equipment.

"Creak."

The door opened.

Bai Wei looked outside the door, and she was completely stunned.

"What is this?"

In the night fog, a long line of military green Military Trucks was parked on the road.

A middle-aged man with a beer belly jumped down from a truck and greeted her with a chuckle.

"Miss Bai Wei, it's been a long time."

Bai Wei widened her eyes, taking a long moment to collect herself.

"Are you Deputy Director Qian?"

"You still remember me; it seems I still hold some status in your heart." Deputy Director Qian laughed heartily, then turned his head and said, "Lao Qin, didn't I say Miss Bai would remember me?"

Museum Curator Qin tilted his chin toward Bai Wei, "Deputy Director Qian just finished a meeting during the day, didn't sleep all night, and flew here overnight."

"Deputy Director Qian, do you have business with me?" Bai Wei was also bewildered.

She had met Deputy Director Qian when she went to Yanjing to attend the Antique Exhibition; he was a deputy director of the National Cultural Heritage Administration.

At that time, she was searching everywhere for an Antidote Injection, and it was Deputy Director Qian who stepped in to mediate, arranging for three crates of the medicine to be transferred from the military and sent to her.

This high-ranking and powerful figure had actually appeared at her Farm.

Deputy Director Qian laughed and reached out his hand to her.

"Give the item to me."

"What item?" Bai Wei was even more stunned, "Deputy Director Qian, are you here to buy antiques from me? But I don't have time right now..."

"Silly girl, don't you have a piece of National Porcelain in your hands?" Ye Lao hurried forward, "Take it out quickly."

"Ah?" Bai Wei couldn't wrap her head around it.

At the time, she had helped the country recover many antiques, and in gratitude, the state had issued her a piece of National Porcelain as a token of thanks.

This piece of National Porcelain had even been presented to her personally by Deputy Director Qian.

She hadn't known the significance of the National Porcelain, so Zhou Yuchuan had explained to her that it wasn't just an ordinary piece of porcelain, but a gesture of the country's sincerity.

No matter what happened in the future, as long as she took the National Porcelain to seek help from the country, the country would definitely intervene.

Suddenly, Bai Wei held her breath, her pupils dilating in an instant.

"Deputy Director Qian, you are asking me for the National Porcelain, could it be that..."

Her gaze traveled over the shoulders of the few people and looked toward the rows of military green trucks parked on the side of the road.

The cargo beds of the trucks were covered tightly with military green canvas, clearly intended to keep others from discovering them.

A "buzz" sounded in Bai Wei's brain.

Could these military trucks...

At this moment, Zhou Yuchuan walked out from behind the group, "Bai Wei, Ye Lao and Museum Curator Qin discussed it and felt the matter was of great importance, so they reported it to Deputy Director Qian of the National Cultural Heritage Administration. They discussed it for a long time without reaching a conclusion."

"Later, Deputy Director Qian said that you have a piece of National Porcelain, which represents the country's good faith toward you. If you use this National Porcelain to seek help from the country, the country will not break its word and will certainly step in to help."

"Moreover, we all unanimously agree that no matter which space-time it is, the Huaxia civilization should not perish!"

"Whether it is the Daliang of a thousand years ago or the modern era a thousand years later, we and the people of Daliang are the same descendants of Yan and Huang; we flow with the same blood and believe in the same gods! Huaxia is a Ruist nation, and we cannot sit idly by when our brothers and sisters are in trouble."