Young Master Liu rode his horse and walked slowly towards his home.
Along the way, he kept thinking about the meaning of Yunyang's words, but until he arrived in front of his house, Young Master Liu had no clue.
Yunyang's words were so vague that he was completely confused.
The late emperor had already made up his mind as to who would lead the expedition. Could it be that my father had left some back-up plan before his expedition?
But death is like a light going out. Even if all the calculations are done, there will always be oversights. No matter how smart a person is, it is impossible to calculate every step of the aftermath.
After all, things are changing every day. How can a person who is lying in a coffin and turned into a skeleton know what is happening in the world?
Young Master Liu is very convinced of Li Zheng, but Liu Mingzhi absolutely does not believe that Li Zheng can do what Yunyang said.
"Master, you are back!"
"Well! Go get busy!"
Young Master Liu directly threw the riding whip to Liu Song and wandered towards the inner courtyard.
Liu Song held the riding whip and looked at the muttering figure of the young master in confusion. He didn't know what was wrong with the young master, why he looked like a completely different person when he went to court and when he left the court.
Liu Song had just led Feng Xing towards the backyard when Liu Mingzhi's figure left and returned.
With Liu Song's stunned expression, he took the riding whip, got on his horse and ran towards the door. Liu Song scratched his head and wondered what was going on.
What's wrong with the young master? Why do you think it's either wind or rain?
When the sun was about to reach three poles, Young Master Liu was carrying a large luggage, and with a slight drop of sweat on his forehead, he threw the horse to Liu Song again, and walked towards the inner courtyard with the luggage on his back.
Liu Song, who was confused, held the horse and stood in the distance for a while. After making sure that the young master would not go and come back again, he led Young Master Liu's horse Feng Xing towards the backyard.
"Yun'er, my husband is back from court. Are you in the room?"
Mr. Liu pushed the door open and went in. There was no one in the room. Sandalwood was burning in the copper stove on the table, and a faint smoke came out. The clean room was filled with a light fragrance.
Qi Yun didn't know where she went. After calling twice, she was sure that Qi Yun was not in the room. Young Master Liu shook his head silently and put the luggage on his back on the table and opened it. There were stacks of neatly stacked bags inside. memorial.
Filled with tea, Young Master Liu poured himself a cup, held a memorial and read it meticulously.
One after another, Mr. Liu's expression became complex and changeable with each memorial.
Some were amazed, some were suddenly enlightened after doubts, and some were slightly frowning. In just half a day, Liu Dashao's expression changed more wonderfully than in the past month.
I don't know when, Qi Yunou came in with some close-fitting clothes on her arms. She was startled when she saw the pretty face of her husband who was sitting on the chair and concentrating on reading the memorial. She held her breath and walked softly into the room.
Finding that her husband's mind was entirely focused on the memorial and he was not aware of his return at all, Qi Yun was a little confused. She didn't know what the content of the memorial was that would make her husband so focused.
After all, in Qi Yun's impression, apart from reading the Analects with illustrations, her husband rarely read anything so carefully.
Lianbu gently walked towards the closet behind the screen with her underwear in her hands, and put the colorful and light clothes in the innermost part of the closet. Qi Yun walked out lightly and sat next to Young Master Liu, picking up a bag of clothes. Young Master Liu looked through the memorials he had read curiously.
Qi Yun's pretty face was startled when she saw the content of the memorial. It turned out that the content of the memorial was the memorials of General Yunchong of the Huben Army on the use of troops in recent years.
The detailed process of each use of troops is listed one by one in the memorial.
Needless to say, the contents of the rest of the memorial are undoubtedly the military strategies of the other five generals in the past.
These memorials are memorials, but from another perspective, it is not an exaggeration to call them unique military books.
These memorials are all sealed in the classics library of the Ministry of War. It is believed that the husband is in charge of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and there is no big problem in obtaining these memorials under the authority of the Ministry of War.
Thinking of the six bells that rang throughout the capital in the morning, and looking at her husband who was concentrating on reading the memorial, Qi Yun nodded with understanding.
It seems that the peace covenant signed by the three countries at Shanhaiguan has completely collapsed in name only.
In other words, the war is about to begin.
A decisive battle that will determine who belongs to the world and will be known for centuries is about to begin.
Qi Yun thought for a moment, and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
Based on her calculations just now, the Three Kingdoms, which had been cultivating for thirty years, would invest no less than 1.5 million troops in this war to determine the ownership of the world.
The concept of 1.5 million people can only be written in a few strokes on rice paper, and blurted out in a few words.
But once the formation is set up, no less than 1.5 million troops are placed on the battlefield. Just the flags are a scene that covers the sky and the sun.
A large number of soldiers will lead to a wide range of generals.
With more than 10,000 soldiers, there are no borders.
There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, covering the earth and the sky.
For more than thirty years, the three countries have been recuperating and recuperating, not daring to make any big moves for fear of damaging their national strength and destroying ten years of hard work and development.
To this day, millions of troops swarm the border gates to duke it out.
During the 20 years of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, there were wars every year, and the number of casualties was about 2.2 million. During the Three Kingdoms period, talented people emerged in large numbers, and generals gathered together. After the endless wars of the Three Kingdoms, up to 200 soldiers were killed and injured, excluding innocent people. Half a million people.
Such a comparison means that the number of possible casualties in this national war will be an earth-shattering battle that cannot be matched in the first three hundred years, and perhaps in the next three hundred years.
Although Qi Yun's guess is not very accurate, it is similar.
Not long ago, Mr. Liu and Li Baiyu, the emperor and his ministers in the imperial study, made a correct calculation.
Dalong will invest at least 730,000 main battle troops. The number of auxiliary troops has not yet been determined, but it is probably about 200,000 to 300,000 troops.
The main battle force of the Jin Kingdom consisted of 12 guards and 600,000 people. It has not yet been determined whether the 200,000 new troops are true. In addition, the number of auxiliary troops should be at least 800,000.
The Turks had no auxiliary troops, only more than 500,000 cavalry.
Just like this, no less than two million troops were invested in this national war.
Even Young Master Liu sometimes couldn't believe that he could easily bring out such a large number of soldiers and horses. Is this still ancient times?
Perhaps the battles involving millions of troops recorded in history books are not without any trace of credibility.
Qi Yun let out a silent breath, looking at her husband who was carefully reading the military book, and the worry in his eyes flashed away.
As her husband's bed partner, she knows very well how much her husband hopes to peacefully unify the world.
But ten years have passed, and the husband's hope has finally come to nothing.
The unification of the world ultimately depends on fighting to decide who the world belongs to.
Liu Mingzhi put down the last memorial and subconsciously wanted to rub his forehead.
Qi Yun's cold and soft fingers were placed on her husband's forehead and kneaded it at the right time. Liu Mingzhi was inspired and relaxed when he smelled the familiar fragrance. He leaned into Qi Yun's arms and let the beauty massage him.
"Whenever you come back, you won't call me husband."
"I went to collect a few pieces of personal clothing. My husband knows that I never let others touch my personal clothing. When I came back, I saw you looking at the memorial attentively, so I didn't bother you!"
"Are you feeling a lot of pressure? The last thing you want is war, but it's finally coming as scheduled!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly and sighed.
"well........"
"An unprecedented decisive battle involving millions of people!"
"How can it not be stressful!"
"Raise an army for a thousand days, use it for a while."
"When you use troops for a while, your anger is hard to control."
"Life and death are uncertain, wives and children are separated."
"Wives and children are separated, fighting unjustly."
"A certain senior wrote a poem about it!"
"In the Spring and Autumn Period, there were no righteous wars, and the princes fought against each other."
"There is no peaceful day in the Central Plains, and the flags are flying in the sky."
Qi Yun's massage movements were startled: "Husband, do you think this national war is a righteous war?"
Liu Mingzhi's body stiffened and then slowly relaxed.
"There is no fault in a commander, there is no fault in a general, and there is no fault in a soldier."
"Just follow orders!"
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