Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

Chapter 165: Fenglangjuxu

After Ji Wuqi led the emperor to the largest tent, he sent two personal guards to the emperor's disposal before going about his own business.

Although he really wanted to know whether the various explosive news coming from Beidong recently were caused by the emperor, he had to play the whole show.

I'd better wait until I have time and ask in private.

After sending away the irrelevant people, Leng Qingyi asked someone to quickly open the iron cage.

As soon as the blackout cloth outside the cage was taken down, Leng San in the cage immediately came to the cage entrance and looked at Leng Qingyi with tears in his eyes and aggrieved look.

When I met those aggrieved eyes, I felt a rare sense of guilt.

He strode forward, opened the cage door himself and pulled Leng San out.

"Woo woo, Master."

Leng Qingyi had never seen such a scene before. A big guy who was almost two meters tall was crying here.

Leng Qi consciously found a place to hide. This scene was really unbearable to watch.

Fortunately, I am usually aloof. If I were too familiar with my owner, I might be the one locked in the cage.

Leng Qingyi clumsily coaxed Leng San, who was bursting into tears.

"Oh, don't cry. It's my fault. I will never lock you in a cage again."

"Woo woo, Master."

Leng Qingyi complained in his heart: "Is this fake person so realistic? Even the emotions are so full."

He patted Leng San's head, imitating the way he used to pet a cat.

Leng San's eyes lit up and he cried even harder.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry. I'll always take you with me first when I do anything from now on, okay?"

Leng San's eyes brightened. It turned out that this was how he could gain the master's favor.

He sniffed and wiped away the tears of unknown composition with his sleeve.

"Master, keep your word. Leng San can't be left alone from now on."

Leng Qingyi was speechless. He was left alone. In addition to thousands of soldiers, there were thirteen, forty, and fifteen others accompanying him. But he was afraid that this guy would cry again, so he had to respond.

"Okay, okay, I'll keep my word and I won't leave you alone in the future."

After much persuasion, Leng San, the tough guy, was finally able to stop crying.

In the evening, Ji Wuqi hosted a banquet to welcome the emperor and the generals who came with him.

During the conversation, he mentioned the recent turbulent situation in Beidong, and glanced at the emperor sitting on the throne several times, intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing him eating calmly and confidently, I couldn't help but admire this young emperor even more.

For the sake of Beidong, he endured humiliation and went to Beidong alone to stir up the situation. He faced those unfriendly looks without any explanation. This was a kind of vision he did not have.

"General Ji, are you saying that Beidong hasn't attacked us for more than half a month?"

"Yeah, their own country is in chaos, how can they care about us?"

"That's true. The Khan of Beidong tragically lost three children at once, so he really can't take care of the soldiers at the border for a while."

"Northern Winter is in chaos. The Xiongnu and other small tribes will also harass us. How could we have been so peaceful for more than ten days? Is there some big conspiracy waiting for us?"

"Yes, General Ji has to be on guard."

Ji Wuqi was reluctant to talk about the dirty things between the Xiongnu and Beidong. He coughed and looked at Ji Yechen who was eating heartily.

Receiving the gaze of his fifth uncle, Ji Yechen swallowed the food in his mouth, drank some tea and rinsed his mouth.

He cleared his throat again and began to vividly describe the major and minor events that had occurred in the small tribes of the Northern Winter Xiongnu in recent days.

The generals who had just come from the capital were stunned when they heard this.

I really didn't expect that their life at the border was so exciting. There were several times more bizarre things than what they heard in the capital.

"So they're not going to fight anymore?"

"If this continues, it will probably be a big deal."

"Then we haven't come here in vain."

"How could we have come here in vain? Even if they didn't fight us, we would have fought them. Don't forget how many innocent people they killed in Dongxia."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy when the tragic deaths of the people were mentioned.

At this time, Leng Qingyi put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the generals below.

He spoke in a stern tone, "We'll reorganize for two days and then attack Beidong."

The generals suddenly turned around to look at the emperor who had spoken.

"Straight to the royal court."

The generals were suddenly shocked. Which of them didn't want to conquer Beidong and Fenglangjuxu?

But we must always consider the reality. The cavalry warriors of Beidong are not just talk.

Beidong Xiongnu and others grew up on horseback, and they were all as strong as bulls, not to mention their good riding and archery skills.

Their soldiers had only just been able to eat their fill for a short time, so how could they be a match for those Northern Winter barbarians?

"Your Majesty, the land of Beidong is vast, consisting of endless grasslands. We can only fight their soldiers head-on."

"Our soldiers are far inferior to the Northern Winter Barbarians in physical strength. Our chances of success in a head-on confrontation are slim."

"Besides, our treasury is only just beginning to fill up. Can we supply nearly 200,000 troops to march north?"

Although he was telling the truth, Leng Qingyi just didn't like to hear it.

You're already emboldening others and destroying your own prestige before the fight even begins. If a real fight breaks out, you'll have no chance of winning.

"Don't worry about food and fodder. There is enough food and fodder."

"The Northern Winter Xiongnu Alliance is in chaos right now. If we don't take this opportunity to attack them, do we have to wait for them to recover their strength and passively take the beating?"

"If the weather gets even colder in January, our soldiers will be even less advantageous on the battlefield."

They all knew such a simple truth, but the situation of the four countries of Dongxia, Nanqiu, Xichun and Beidong each occupying their own territory had lasted too long.

They never thought that Dongxia could annex Beidong.

"There's one more thing I need to tell you. The sooner this battle is over, the better. If it drags on for too long, if Nanqiu and Xichun develop any plans, Dongxia will be caught in a pincer attack and become even more dangerous."

They naturally knew that among the four countries, apart from Nanqiu, only Dongxia had the largest territory and more abundant resources.

Over the years, small neighboring countries have often harassed the border, but no major wars have occurred.

After all, they had been defending the city for too long and had lost their drive.

Ji Yechen looked down upon their hesitation and timidity.

"That is as it should be, Your Majesty. I request your permission to lead the vanguard of this battle, leading the 5,000 soldiers of the Divine Machine Battalion to attack the Northern Winter Army first."

"can."

"General Ji, you and I will each lead 50,000 soldiers to attack from both sides..."

Leng Qingyi and the generals discussed tactics until late at night.

It was not until the end that the generals came out of the tents and the cold wind blew on their minds, which instantly made them more clear-headed.

Only then did he realize that he had been led astray by the Emperor and General Ji. How could he have agreed to everything and even decided on the tactics?

Well, they will fight for themselves and their families. Isn't the ultimate dream of a military general to conquer the Wolf and the Lair?

What do they fear?

The tactics here were finalized, but no one knew that there was indeed a problem with the food supply in the capital.

In the Ministry of Revenue, Leng Wuqin personally supervised the Minister of Revenue in preparing food and fodder.

But he was still slow and hesitant, which almost made Leng Wuqin, a civil servant, so angry that he took a knife to kill the fat man.