Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

A cry of urgent news instantly drew everyone's attention.

Emperor Jing leaned forward, eagerly saying, "Speak! Come in and speak!"

The eunuch delivering the message, having received permission, immediately strode into the hall with quick steps.

Lowering his head, he quickly said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, Yi Shun reports that Minister Cui Jun personally engaged in battle and, during the fight with the enemy, was struck by an arrow and unfortunately died."

Emperor Jing rose abruptly, his tiger eyes staring directly at the eunuch, and said, word by word, "Present it to me. I want to see it myself."

The hearts of everyone present were gripped with anxiety.

Even Fang Zheng was the same.

Cui Jun was originally there to supervise the army. If even he personally engaged in battle, to what extent had the situation become severe?

Could it be that nearly twenty thousand soldiers had been wiped out by the natives?

Emperor Jing took the memorial and, after repeatedly examining its contents, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, sitting on the dragon throne, he slammed his hand on the armrest and angrily said, "Cui Jun misled me!"

The assembled officials below the steps were startled by his sudden reaction, and their hearts were filled with unease.

Cui Jun is already dead... and still being scolded like this. What exactly happened?

Emperor Jing's gaze swept over the officials, and he felt a little regret in his heart.

Cui Jun had indeed died, but he had died fighting the enemy on the battlefield.

Saying such words inevitably seemed a bit harsh.

Readjusting his mood, Emperor Jing sighed and said, "The war in Yi Shun is unfavorable. The natives have repeatedly harassed Shanwei City, attempting to lure our army into taking the initiative. Cui Jun, eager for victory, took the initiative to lead troops into battle and lost his life."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't have much of a relationship with Cui Jun anyway, so he didn't feel anything about his death.

However, this urgent report was obviously sent before Zhou Tie and the others arrived, which meant that there was no news from the people he had sent out.

It's just that the current battle situation is still not optimistic.

Li Yansong asked, "Your Majesty, I wonder what the current battle situation is on the front lines of Yi Shun?"

Emperor Jing shook his head: "The natives are only carrying out small-scale harassment, using the advantage of the terrain to maneuver with our army. The current situation will probably continue to be deadlocked."

Zhang Dongxiang then said, "Your Majesty, why not continue to increase troops and take them down in one fell swoop?"

"This battle not only concerns the safety of the south, but also the other small countries south of Yi Shun are watching. If we continue to delay... I'm afraid the imperial court will lose face."

"Your Majesty, I believe that Lord Zhang is right. We, Da Jing, cannot delay any longer with a mere Yi Shun, otherwise the reputation of the imperial court will be damaged, and it will be too late to regret it."

"I second that."

Emperor Jing lowered his head slightly, looking at the urgent report that had just been delivered, feeling somewhat conflicted in his heart.

The losses in this battle were indeed too heavy.

Originally, Shanwei City had already suffered many casualties, and the cost of subsequently mobilizing nearly twenty thousand troops was even higher.

But if we continue to mobilize troops under the current circumstances, I'm afraid we will have to pay a heavy price to take Yi Shun.

The best strategy is to wait until the natives' food supplies are insufficient and they launch a large-scale attack, then fight a decisive battle.

However, although the natives are not good at farming, they are also very skilled at living off the land.

Who knows when they will take the initiative to attack?

Waiting is not impossible.

If it were in the past, it wouldn't be a problem, but now the imperial court's face has already been lost. Do we have to lose it again?

The hall fell into silence for a time.

Only Li Yuanzhao and Fang Zheng were winking at each other.

After a long silence, Emperor Jing finally opened his mouth: "The terrain of Yi Shun..."

"Urgent report! Urgent report from Yi Shun!!!"

Emperor Jing had just uttered a few words when another cry came from outside the hall.

Everyone was surprised and looked outside the hall.

They saw another eunuch, panting, standing outside the hall door, but with a hint of joy on his face.

This eunuch delivering the message was very happy in his heart.

Although it was a major matter, he was required to present it to His Majesty at the first opportunity.

But the person who delivered the message earlier told him it was good news, and judging from his appearance, he was almost exhausted!

This was enough to show how great the good news was! He would definitely be rewarded today.

The eunuch was happy, but everyone else was very nervous.

Having just heard bad news from Yi Shun, they now received another urgent report, and a strong sense of crisis could not help but surge up in their hearts.

Could it be that Liao Qun had also been defeated?

Emperor Jing hurriedly waved his hand: "What is the message? Present it quickly!"

Guo Tianyang quickly trotted to the steps and retrieved the memorial.

As soon as the urgent report was in hand, Emperor Jing scanned it and was shocked.

He couldn't understand it!

There were many words with unclear meanings in it!

What hot air balloons, flying arson...

But seeing the end, Emperor Jing was shocked!

Overnight, more than eight thousand six hundred enemy troops were wiped out, and the main force of the natives had been defeated... There were no more hidden dangers in Yi Shun!

Emperor Jing held the memorial in his hands, stunned, and did not react for a long time.

One was that the sudden surprise was too great.

It was like being troubled about how to solve an incredibly difficult problem one second, and the next second someone tells you that the problem has been solved.

But the second point was a bit unreal!

The problem was indeed solved, but if someone said that there were gods helping from the sky, then the authenticity would undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

Emperor Jing's mind was in a chaotic state, and he had not yet sorted out his thoughts.

What 'nonsense' like forcing the enemy's main force into the stockade and then using hot air balloons to drop oil cans from the sky kept lingering in his mind.

He could understand the first half, but as for the second half... he was completely dumbfounded!

Emperor Jing's performance made everyone present nervous.

Li Yansong couldn't help but step forward and say, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty? Is it good news or...?"

Emperor Jing came back to his senses, feeling still somewhat dreamy, and unconsciously replied, "Good news, it is good news."

After saying that, he stopped speaking.

Li Yansong felt a little confused and cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, what is the good news?"

He couldn't understand it even after reading it, let alone explain it.

Emperor Jing shook his head and handed the memorial to Guo Tianyang, saying, "Pass it around."

This memorial, starting with Li Yuanzhao, was passed around in turn.

The moment he saw the memorial, Li Yuanzhao's heart began to beat violently.

The whole person was almost too excited to restrain himself.

Success? The plan was successful!

A gaze full of surprise shot towards Fang Zheng.

Looking at the Crown Prince's expression, could it be that someone on his side had made a contribution?

At first, Fang Zheng was not sure, until the memorial was passed into his hands, and then he suddenly understood.

The two looked at each other at the same time, their eyes full of excitement.

After the memorial was circulated, the officials were all in a daze, looking at each other.

The content inside was really too absurd......

Seeing that no one was willing to speak first, Li Yansong braced himself and said, "Your Majesty, what is said in the memorial, could it be... written by Liao Qun after getting drunk?"

The corner of Emperor Jing's eye twitched. After thinking about it, he came to the same conclusion.

No normal person could think of attacking from the sky. Cui Jun's death must have stimulated Liao Qun to have such a performance.

Moreover, the previous memorial mentioned Cui Jun's death, and it can be said that it was written with tears, and there were even two teardrops on the letterhead...

However, Liao Qun was also a veteran who had followed him in battle for many years. It stands to reason that he would not make such a low-level mistake.

Emperor Jing once again fell into deep confusion.

Suddenly, a voice came from his ear:

"Father, this was not written in a drunken state, but there really are heavenly soldiers!"