Late at night, in the summer camp.
Although it was already night, no one in this camp was in the mood to sleep. They all tried their best to open their eyes wide and looked around, as if waiting for some news to arrive.
Even in the closed tents, there were countless people looking out through the curtains of the tents.
"I'm coming!"
Along with the shouts of surprise, the sound of horse hooves came from far to near.
The moment the horse entered the Daxia barracks, the messenger's cry came from the horse:
"Our army has a great victory! All the barbarian barracks have been burned down!"
"Our army is mighty! Daxia is mighty!"
The shouting was repeated over and over again, instantly making the entire barracks excited. Everyone knows what this situation means to Daxia.
Nowadays, Daxia has successfully eradicated a large number of forces on the grassland. If you can rest for a while, you can already start to regain the lost ground.
An hour later, all the generals gathered in the camp.
In front of them, there was an exquisite wine glass.
"Everyone, this is the good wine that I have kept privately. I originally thought of sharing it with everyone on the day of success. But today's victory is extraordinary, so I will fill a cup for you first and invite you to drink together!"
Wang Lin picked up the wine glass in his hand and raised it to the people in front of him, pretending to be a toast.
Seeing Wang Lin in such a posture, the people around him naturally did not dare to neglect him. One by one, they raised their wine glasses and started drinking heavily into them.
After raising their necks and drinking it all, everyone suddenly felt refreshed. They knelt on the ground and said proudly: "Thank you for the wine, Your Majesty. Your Majesty will live a thousand years ago!"
"You have all accomplished extraordinary feats today, so there is no need to be so humble." Wang Lin looked at the people kneeling in front of him and raised his hand to signal them to stand up.
Dai Tianye then led the generals to stand up and said with excitement: "Today's victory of our Daxia army has a great relationship with Prince Lin. If Prince Lin hadn't obtained inspiration from the barbarians' catapults, , let us improve the ballista. Today’s attack will never be so easy!”
Wang Lin smiled and nodded: "General Dai has been away from the military camp for a few days. It's a hard work."
The generals who were not involved in tonight's attack were all looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on. It happened that I was brave enough to take advantage of this drunkenness and asked directly:
"General Dai, haven't you been infected with cold these past few days, so you are recuperating in the camp? Could it be that..."
After hearing this, Dai Tianye smiled and nodded: "Recuperation, of course, is just a pretense. In fact, this general has led thousands of people to the vicinity of the barbarian camp. During the day, he hid in caves in the mountains, and at night he took advantage of Use this time to send the ballista to the valley where they must pass for a sneak attack."
"As long as they can't restrain themselves and come to attack at night, or if a large-scale army pours into the valley, I, the general, can trap them in this valley."
"But there is also the meaning of the red-sleeved girl. At night, scarecrows are planted in the valley. This can temporarily confuse the enemy and disturb the enemy's morale. Unexpectedly, this trick actually works on the battlefield. Used it! Miss Hongxiu, thank you very much!"
Seeing Dai Tianye arching his hand in front of him while talking, Su Hongxiu just returned the gesture, as if he was not too surprised by the outcome of this battle. She smiled slightly and said slowly:
"They are all doing things for the prince and Daxia. Acting for the general is really a strong statement."
"Okay, okay!" Wang Lin also rarely laughed twice at this time: "Today's victory is possible because everyone has contributed, there is no need to shirk it! Our next task is to accumulate strength and completely defeat this group of people. Drive the barbarians away from my territory in Daxia, so that they will never dare to invade!"
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The next day.
Capital City, Yangxin Hall.
Ever since Wang Lin and Dai Tianye left with their troops, Wang Chen has been in the palace all day long, worrying about the battle situation on the front line.
At this time, Yang Naiwen, Minister of War, was kneeling in front of Wang Chen and said with a stern expression: "Reporting to Your Majesty, there is quite a distance between the front line and the rear. It is normal that sometimes the goods cannot be delivered in time. The barbarians are coming with ferocious force, please believe me, Your Majesty, no news is the best news."
Wang Chen looked at Yang Naiwen in front of him, with anger gushing out in his eyes: "As I said, it is divided into several sections between the capital and the front line, and different officers pass the information in sections. Isn't this method feasible?"
Yang Naiwen touched his goatee, but Wang Chen's anger failed to produce any emotion in his tone.
"Your Majesty, this is a difficult time in Great Xia, and all parties are trying to save as much money as they can. However, considering that Prince Lin is still on the front line, Your Majesty's thoughts are understandable."
"Therefore, I have already discussed with the ministers and workers of the Ministry of Household Affairs about the intelligence line mentioned by the Holy One. It is indeed possible for the Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate funds and the Ministry of War to establish several new intelligence networks. But at this time..."
Listening to Yang Naiwen's stinky and long tirade in front of him, Wang Chen felt that the fire in his heart was licking his heart. He could even feel that he would be erupted by the rotten anger in front of him at any time.
He talked a lot about the matter in front of him, but he could sum it up in three words: It can't be done. As for the nonsense about not having enough time, they were just used to fool him, the emperor. After being the emperor for decades, Wang Chen still knew something about this.
Daxia has always used military force to determine the world, but it uses culture to rule the world. Now that the world has been stable for a hundred years, it is not too outrageous that the Minister of War is a civil servant. But what he didn't expect was that Yang Naiwen would make things difficult for him and go against him everywhere recently.
If it had been normal, I'm afraid I would have left him with a different head and body, so that these ministers who can't work can see what will happen if they don't work well.
However, now, Wang Lin and Dai Tianye are not around, and his body is weak. So in this situation, I can only reluctantly swallow it. Seeing Yang Naiwen kneeling on the ground in front of him, speaking sincerely and looking like a loyal minister, Wang Chen endured it for a long time before finally speaking:
"In that case, then I'll do as you say."
However, just when Yang Naiwen was about to thank him and turn around to leave the Yangxin Hall, a little eunuch holding a floating ball in his hand ran over, leaned into Wang Chen's ear, and spoke softly.
"Your Majesty, Miss Qiuyun has sent a message."
