Chapter 43: Shocking News

Yun Qin Empire, imperial palace, court meeting.

In the majestic palace, civilian officials are on the left and military generals are on the right, paying homage to the current emperor of the empire, Qin Yongjun.

After the ceremony, a middle-aged man in armor came out and said: "Your Majesty, the soldiers of the border army have come to report that the 200,000 Manniu tribe's forward troops have moved south, and the troops are pointed directly at Xihe Kingdom. Please make a decision." ”

Qin Yongjun, who was sitting high on the throne, looked at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and said: "Now that the grassland tribes are aggressively invading the south, do you have any good ideas?"

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A civil servant reported: "Your Majesty, the conflict between the two armies has resulted in a loss of life. I think we should immediately send an envoy to Guangming City and ask the Elf Chief to intervene to calm the war."

The middle-aged general sneered: "Guangming City is far away, and it will take at least two months to go back and forth. By then, I am afraid that Xiga Kingdom will have been destroyed!"

A civil official immediately counterattacked: "Then send envoys to the grassland first, give them some property, and let the barbarians withdraw their troops!"

"You want to send money again? How much money has the empire sent to those barbarians over the past thousand years, and they still go south!"

One of the generals retorted.

"Sending money is always cheaper than fighting a war. If a big war like this is fought, the empire will pay a hundred times a thousand times!"

The civil and military parties each had their own opinions and quarreled in the court.

This can be regarded as a tradition after the Yunqin Empire's reform. The ministers can speak freely in the court, and quarreling is nothing. In previous years, there were still fights in the court.

Qin Yongjun looked absently at the noisy ministers below, and occasionally looked outside the hall with his tiger eyes, as if waiting for some news.

After a while, news came indeed.

"Report..."

"A secret agent is here to report! Twenty days ago, for some unknown reason, the Elf Tribe and the Yasha Tribe fought on the eastern coast. Each side had hundreds of thousands of troops, and they are currently fighting fiercely!"

Everyone in the court was stunned.

"Two Xuan-level races are fighting!?"

Before anyone could react, another messenger ran in rolling and crawling.

"Report! The Blood Wolf Clan from the south invaded in large numbers and destroyed six border towns. General Yin was defeated and has now retreated into Zhenna City with his remaining army!"

Qin Yongjun said expressionlessly: "What are the casualties?"

The messenger hesitated for a moment, looked at the emperor's cold face, did not dare to hide it, and said tremblingly: "The entire army of 100,000 people was wiped out, and 400,000 civilians were wiped out with blood!"

"What!"

An old official with a white beard fainted on the spot when he heard the bad news.

The whole court was silent.

"Repay...!"

A messenger came running from a distance.

"Report from the front! The vanguard troops of the Barbarian Bull tribe broke through the border of Xihe Kingdom yesterday, and half a million tribesmen who had no time to escape were massacred!"

Bad news, terrible news!

In just a few days, nearly a million human beings were bloodbathed!

Qin Yongjun stood up slowly and glanced coldly at the civil servants and generals in the palace.

After a moment, he was heard to say in a deep voice: "Our Yunqin Empire has not had a war in a hundred years. It's time for us to use our muscles."

"According to my decree, the second prince leads an army of 500,000 people to go north, and together with the Xihe Kingdom, the Sun Moon Kingdom, and the Shaping Kingdom, stop the Barbarian Niu Clan from going south!"

"Order General Fan to come out! Raise an army of two million and three thousand generals, and go south to wipe out the Blood Wolf Clan! Wherever they go, no chickens or dogs will be left behind!"

All the ministers looked at each other and responded in unison: "I obey the order!"

The camp was very lively in the early morning. The civilians had already gotten up and started the day's work under the arrangements of the leaders.

Wang Ping was promoted to secretary by a female general because he had studied for several years. He is currently mainly responsible for the management of the warehouse and the entry and exit of various items.

This is an important position. He is in charge of such a large warehouse, and all kinds of money, items, etc. have to pass through his hands. Many people in the camp are jealous of this job.

"General Zhang, you are here. Do you still receive rations for 300 people today?"

Zhang Tie laughed and said: "Xiao Wang, this is not the number today. Yesterday the young master allocated 100 prisoners to me again. You can give me 50 more pemmican cakes."

Wang Ping frowned and said hesitantly: "General, this...do you have an order from Master or General Fan?"

"Warrant?"

Zhang Tie scratched his head and said, "That's not true. When did you need a warrant to pick up things?"

"General, I received a notice yesterday. If you need to change the items from today on, you need to obtain a warrant from the young master or General Fan. You see..."

Zhang Tie was a little unhappy.

"Give it to me first, and I'll have someone give you a warrant later."

"this……"

"General Zhang, please don't embarrass me. If General Fan blames me, I can't afford it."

Zhang Tie looked at the frail scholar in front of him with a stern face.

Suddenly he laughed.

"Okay, this general is a reasonable man. Let's go find Xiao Fan and ask for the warrant!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at Zhang Tie's tall and thick figure, Wang Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard that this group of soldiers followed the big leader in bloody battles and had a life-long friendship. Dealing with them was not an easy task.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than twenty days since he went up the mountain. This period of time can be described as a mixture of joy and sorrow, first worrying and then happy.

From being out of breath at the beginning to now having basically adapted to the life in the camp, his state of mind has changed a lot.

In the past, he might not be able to have enough to eat even though he worked hard. He was considered a scholar and had ambitions in his heart, but in such a harsh environment, there was no such thing as ambition.

But after going up the mountain, he found that this was not an ordinary bandit's den, but a vibrant bandit's den...

Although it was hard work every day, the food was provided, and a few days ago, everyone was given a set of winter clothes, which was a life-saving thing in the cold winter.

He understood that everyone might still have complaints, but they had already recognized this young commander-in-chief.

And he was even more so. Thanks to the trust of the commander-in-chief and the leaders, he got this important job, and he had a strong sense of belonging.