Sun Ming looked at his expression and knew that he had reservations, so he asked: "What does Commander Qu mean..."

  "At this time, the master is on an expedition abroad. If there are many troubles, I'm afraid it will lead to unexpected changes - King Jing, he's not a good person!"

  Yu Yun's 'chest' has a plan, seeing the flash of anger in Sun Ming's eyes, knowing he has an unfulfilled desire, so he smiled and said: "Of course, although we are not talented, we also want to let Jing Wang know what is a heart-wrenching pain!"

  Sun Ming was suddenly enlightened by this sentence, his eyes lit up and he burst out laughing: "What a wonderful phrase! It's worthy of a big toast!"

  "What a pity that there are rules in the palace and I'm not allowed to drink wine. Otherwise, I would definitely get drunk with the general!"

  Yu Yun's eyebrows had a hint of fatigue, but he looked even more refined and at ease. These days, he alone shouldered the burden, although he was handling it with ease, he still felt the weight of a thousand pounds.

  His gaze, over the majestic palace walls, flew towards the distant northwest----

  On that cold and chaotic battlefield, what has become of those two now?

  He couldn't help but feel a little worried, and secretly laughed in his heart: Indeed, he's getting old!

  "Qū Tǒng Lǐng......?"

  Sun Ming saw him being somewhat distracted and asked in doubt.

  "I wonder how the Emperor and his officials are doing... The frontline reports come in day after day, but it's just a stalemate, really worrying."

  Sun Ming concentrated his mind for a moment, and he was also worried. He had no more heart to chat idly, so he stood up and bid farewell.

  He safely 'mixed' out of the Xihua Gate, and rushed back to the main camp, where he gathered his trusted generals, and with a mighty flourish, arrived at the front of the Jingwang Fu. (Mobile station // ap. Updated fastest).

  He ordered the soldiers to stay where they were and went in himself to request an audience.

  The King wore a Confucian robe, with a calm and elegant demeanor. When he saw Sun Ming, he didn't panic, but instead smiled and teased: "Today, the husband's majesty is truly great!"

  "The king is smiling!"

  Sun Ming didn't bother with him. Solemnly, he said: "I've received a secret report that those Tartar assassins are making suspicious movements again. If they want to harm the prince, I, as the one responsible for the security of the capital, must be cautious----starting from today, there will be elite soldiers stationed at your residence, which may cause some inconvenience. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

  The King listened with a smile and didn't get as angry as he had imagined, but simply waved his folding fan: "Since these assassins want the Lone King's head, General, you can't help but take more trouble!"

  Sun Ming was momentarily speechless. He had thought he would be rebuked and refused, but unexpectedly, Jing Wang accepted his arrangement with a sweet smile.

  Would he be willing to tie his own hands and feet?

  Sun Ming stared at Jing Wang's calm smile, unable to figure out what was on his mind.

  Northwest land in the morning, still a bit cold. Light 'dew' scattered in the air, fell on the grass leaves, crystal clear. As if it were the tears of the mermaid who wept in the dark night.

  So crystal clear and beautiful. But in a few moments, it will again become nothingness, as if it had never existed in this world.

  There is still a faint mist on the horizon. However, it cannot obscure the dawn sun, which slowly rises, and all things suddenly wake up at this moment.

  The emperor, although sleepless for the whole night, had been riding and shooting since childhood, and his muscles were well tempered. After a short rest on the couch, he was again spirited and lively. He was just about to beat the drum and raise the curtain when a pale and indistinct figure appeared in front of the screen---

  Morning dew on a white dress, long sword hanging high, refreshing and elegant. Last night's wild and bewitching chaos seems like an illusion.

  "A humble official such as myself has personal grievances, but it's causing Your Majesty concern!"

  She said in a low voice, with a flash of 'wave' light in her eyes, shining brightly, dazzling: "But last night I explored the Tartar camp, and it's also confirmed what I thought in my heart!"

  "Did you really go to Hulagu Khan's camp?!"

  He was furious and yet couldn't utter a single harsh word.

  "Doesn't Your Majesty want to know where Hulü is hiding?"

  "Compared with this earth-shaking secret, I would rather you didn't take risks ---- unfortunately, my words have never been of any use to you!"

  Yuan Qi's face turned slightly red with anger and he spoke out those provocative words.

  Morning 'dew' but half a point is not annoyed, she smiled, her eyes slightly narrowed, no evil and yet charming.

  "Your Majesty, is this blaming me?!"

  She gently stretched out her 'jade' wrist, unrolled the sheepskin map, pointed at it, and explained each point to the emperor.

  "This is Liang Chuan, last time our army and the Xiongnu's Chi Le tribe had a fierce battle here. From here to the west, there is a mountain valley, which looks like it's covered with ice and snow from afar, and not even birds fly over it. But in fact, this valley has spring all year round."

  Before the emperor could respond, she put down the scroll, lifted the curtain and turned to leave, leaving behind only one clear sentence----

  "Night is the best time... If you attack them unexpectedly, it will only stir up their ferocity!"

  The night color gradually shrouded the grassland, the Emperor summoned his troops and horses, inviting Xiang Wang and Zhou Jun to enter the tent. With a map spread out before them, he pointed out the strategic locations, exuding an air of boldness and grandeur. Finally, he said: "You two would do better to wait quietly in my tent for news of our young generals' victory!"

  Zhou Xun carefully examined the map, and the leisurely expression on his face had already disappeared. A look of admiration floated up: "Your Majesty is actually so well-versed in military strategy and geography. This valley, I've only heard a little about it, but I didn't expect it to be so extraordinary."

  Yuan Qi didn't show any pride or joy, but instead smiled slightly and said truthfully: "This is what the people by my side have reported to me. I've grown up in the deep palace, how would I know about these wonders of mountains and rivers?"

  Zhou Jun heard this and finally changed his expression, he stood up, solemnly bowed to the ground: "I didn't expect Your Majesty to be so sincere, truly a Son of Heaven's 'broad' mind!"

  Yuan Qi didn't like his arrogant and domineering attitude, but seeing him like this, he quickly helped him up with both hands and sincerely said: "As for military strategy, please teach me more, General!"

  "These tactics of conquest, I learned them from military arrays the fastest!"

  Zhou Jun burst out laughing and pointed at the scroll, saying: "The Emperor will make his move tonight, won't he?"

  Seeing the emperor nod in approval, he turned around and looked at Xiang Wang with a faintly flashing gaze, smiling somewhat mockingly: "Your Highness, you seem to be a bit distracted... Tonight, why not just stay in the camp and not go on stage?"

  Xiang Wang was secretly delighted, just about to respond, looking at his icy and cruel eyes, a warning sign emerged in his heart, and he hurriedly smiled and changed his words: "It's just some minor discomfort, loyal to the king's affairs, can't be helped."