But when Liu Mo walked into the study and found that Zhu Min, Lu Sheng, Sun Kan, and Zhao Da were all present, all his thoughts were temporarily forgotten.
Zhu Min was restless with excitement, Lu Sheng had a slight smile on his lips, but Sun Kan remained serious.
"What's going on?" Liu Mo asked, "Do you all know the news?"
Li Heng handed him a volume of paperwork. The paper was not opened, but for some reason, Liu Mo felt that he was the last one to learn the news in the letter.
"The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty said he wanted to make peace with us, Daxia!"
Marriage, which family to marry?
The looks in your eyes are so weird and obscene...
Do you want me to be a stallion again?
Although I am indeed strong in certain aspects, I can't help you tossing it around like this!
Don't wait, the marriage is a two-way street, maybe the prince of Zhou Dynasty marries a princess of Daxia. Thinking of this, Liu Mo asked: "What kind of marriage is it like?"
"Of course it was the Zhou Dynasty that sent the princess to Daxia," Zhu Min said loudly.
Hearing this, Liu Mo frowned. "I'm going to drive again!"
"Mr. Governor, it's not you!" Sun Kan seemed to see Liu Mo's thoughts and immediately explained, "It's the Sixth Prince!"
Fortunately, it was a false alarm! Liu Mo let out a long sigh of relief.
But the next second, he trembled suddenly, "Make peace with the Sixth Prince? The Sixth Prince is only twenty-eight years old this year, and the eldest heir is only a few years old. Then we can only make peace with the Sixth Prince himself..."
Liu Mo raised his head and glanced at the people, "How can you guys still laugh?" he scolded.
"What's wrong? Brother Liu, why did you say this?" Zhu Min asked in confusion.
Are you saying that you are all warriors with zero political acumen?
This was obviously a trap dug by the Zhou Dynasty for the Sixth Prince, and it was the kind of trap that was impossible to escape.
Although Daxia is currently divided, it is still a complete political power on the surface.
The sixth prince is the prince of Daxia, but he is not the emperor, okay!
Your Zhou Dynasty bypassed the Emperor of Daxia and married the Sixth Prince. What does this mean? The so-called marriage was obviously to force the Sixth Prince to admit in disguise that the Great Xia Dynasty had split.
Rejection is equivalent to refusing to form an alliance!
It would be a good idea to hand over the decision-making power to the Emperor of Great Xia.
But, is it equivalent to surrender?
Moreover, the Emperor of Great Xia is looking for a son of the right age to replace your sixth prince in marriage. What this means needs no further explanation.
Therefore, it is not so much about getting married as it is about forcing the Sixth Prince to make a decision.
"Persuade His Highness to get married!" Li Heng suggested, "This is the safest choice!"
"If His Highness agrees, why are you writing to us?" Sun Kan hit the nail on the head.
"Then he is?"
"Remind us to prepare for war!" Sun Kan replied.
"Prepare for war?" Zhu Min asked with a confused look on his face, "Lao Zhu, the more I hear, the more confused I become!"
As a leader, when encountering such a big event, it is natural to inform his subordinates of the causes and consequences. Liu Mo guessed that the sixth prince would obviously refuse this marriage, which meant refusing to form an alliance with the Zhou Dynasty!
"I hope the Sixth Prince won't do anything stupid!" Liu Mo sighed.
"Mr. Governor, do we want to reply?" Li Heng asked again.
"No need!" Liu Mo announced, "The Sixth Prince will most likely send it back to us intact. He has already made a decision and no one can change it!"
Finally, without waiting for anyone to answer, he announced the adjournment of the meeting.
As expected, the Sixth Prince directly rejected the marriage request and never sent the news to Jizhou.
On the other hand, the Zhou Dynasty seemed not surprised by this and did not take any action other than expressing regret.
For a time, the three parties fell into calm.
But Liu Mo knew that the calmer the situation on the surface, the more undercurrents were surging behind the scenes. The three parties were plotting something, and the war only lacked a fuse.
Now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing left to worry about, just prepare for the battle actively.
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Autumn turns to winter, and time flies to early winter and November.
Liu Mo and Sun Kan watched the recruits wielding long swords and knives from the high platform, panting, groaning and cursing. The sound of metal banging echoed throughout the school grounds, and from time to time, howls of being beaten could be heard.
Zhu Min took long strides and walked back and forth among the soldiers. His face turned red under his beard and he muttered something. Liu Mo had never seen Zhu Min's expression so stern before.
"No," he kept chanting, "No, no, no!"
"I have never seen such hopeless trash like you." Zhu Min roared, "Your hands are only designed to pick dung, not qualified to hold a sword. If it were my opinion, I would send you all to be raised." pig.
But now that the war is approaching, I have to put my hope in you. However, if you continue to make no progress, this general will have no patience! "
"They can't fight well!" Sun Kan said doubtfully.
"That's right!" Liu Mo sighed and agreed. "They have to spend more time training... Brother Zhu's ability to train troops is undoubted, but the quality of these recruits is indeed average."
"But we don't have time!" Sun Kan pointed out, "Your Highness... there is news again."
Liu Mo looked at the recruits under the high platform with a bitter look on his face, "Can we delay it any longer?"
"I think this... is probably not possible." Sun Kan replied, "His Highness has urged me three times."
It turned out that ten days ago, Liu Mo received a secret letter from the Sixth Prince, asking Liu Mo to assemble an army and go to Shuzhong.
In ancient times, recruits were generally ready to go to the battlefield after four months of training.
But the recruits Liu Mo recruited at the end of August only lasted two and a half months, and now they are going to the battlefield...
In the field below, Zhu Min was shouting: "You are like donkeys when fighting. If he kicks you, you kick him back. Block! Block the attack! How can you fight like donkeys? If this is a battlefield, your His life is gone!"
A soldier next to him couldn't help laughing, and Zhu Min immediately turned to face him. "You think it's funny? Huh? You think what this general said is funny? Where is the military discipline? Come on, give me twenty military sticks."
"It's time to fight!" Liu Mo agreed.
Zhu Min continued to yell and curse in the audience.
"General Sun, please go down and assemble the troops and set off tomorrow!" Liu Mo announced.
"Yes!" Sun Kan responded, "May I ask, Lord Governor, how many troops should be left to garrison Rongcheng?"
"Five thousand is enough," Liu Mo said. "You lead the three thousand battalion as the vanguard. Brother Zhu and Brother Lu will lead the Chinese army and set off the day after tomorrow. I will escort the grain and grass troops and set off three days later."
"Got the order!"
Leave the military camp and return home.
Eighteen-month-old little Siyu can already call her daddy, and her pronunciation is very accurate. Her childish voice is like the sound of nature, which warms Liu Mo's heart.
Every time she came back, Liu Mo would pick her up and raise her above his head, while little Siyu laughed non-stop.
Liu Yuanzhang, whom Lin Shiqi gave birth to, has just learned to crawl. He is very new to everything and is constantly turning around. But the little Siying and Liu Mo who were born to Gong Xiaorou felt the most distressed.
I wonder if Gong Xiaorou got pregnant when she was still in her mother's womb because she went to the battlefield to fight. After Siying was born, she was frail and sickly, and her height and weight were not up to standard. This also became a concern for Liu Mo.
In the few days before leaving, all the girls behaved very calmly, and they have become accustomed to it.
Choosing a husband who trusts you is undoubtedly the best support.
On the third day, Liu Mo got up early in the morning, left Rongcheng and rushed to Shuzhong with the troops escorting grain and grass.
