Ye Li raised her head to look at the man in white on the city wall. Her lips slowly curved into a faint smile. She raised her right hand slightly. Her soft voice spread across the entire battlefield, "Attack!"
On the city gate tower, Mo Xiuyao looked helplessly at the army that was preparing to attack the city. Yuan Pei, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Mo Xiuyao with a smile and said, "Your Highness, it seems that this battle isn't over yet."
Mo Xiuyao smiled bitterly, "Old General is right. I celebrated too early." According to the rules of the drill, the drill would end when the city was breached. They had won. But since it was a drill, they had to train the new soldiers as much as possible. Furthermore, there was no rule on the battlefield that said a city couldn't be taken back after it was breached. As a result, the curtain was raised on a large-scale siege battle once again.
This time, the siege was even more difficult than Mo Xiuyao's previous siege. The two sides fought for seven days without a victor being decided.
In the end, they could only announce a draw. This was because Mo Xiuyao's city had no more rations. This was a completely isolated city. Even though there were no civilians who needed extra rations, it also meant that there was no other food in the city other than the rations they brought with them. As for Yuan Pei, he had already "destroyed" the food that originally belonged to the defenders on the day the city was breached. Not only did Mo Xiuyao's subordinates suffer heavy losses, they even had no food to eat and could only defend the city with empty stomachs. The soldiers outside the city weren't doing any better. In a moment of carelessness, Mo Xiuyao's men destroyed most of their rations.
In the end, neither side was willing to admit defeat. Seeing that they were about to run out of energy, Old General Yuan Pei could only call for a halt. In the end, the two sides agreed to a draw.
When Prince Ding and Princess Ding announced the end of the drill, many soldiers couldn't help but cry tears of joy. Of course, this wasn't because they thought they had won. It was because they could finally eat. Obviously, there was a large amount of food and fodder piled up outside the city, but they had to watch their 'dead' brothers eat and drink well while lying to themselves that they had run out of food.
。 These days were ten times, a hundred times worse than when they ran out of food. As soon as the drill was over, no one cared about anything else. They set up camp on the spot, buried pots, and cooked rice. The soldiers who had been fighting fiercely just now were all on good terms with each other. Especially when he saw that the other party's eyes were also green from hunger, a special kind of comrade-in-arms spontaneously arose in his heart.
In the small city, the generals who had just finished eating and drinking also gathered together. Because the siege had lasted for too long, even Lu Jinxian, who had already returned, came back to watch the battle. Now that the battle was over, both sides had their own victories and defeats. No one had lost face, so the atmosphere was still harmonious.
But the young generals of the Eastern Army that had been with Ye Li looked at Ye Li, who was still dressed in white, and their eyes were still dazed. A few days ago, they had been so busy with the battle that they didn't have the mind to care. Now that the battle was over, the young men finally remembered that the white-clothed young master that they had intentionally or unintentionally pushed aside and made them promise General Lü was the wang fei that they had always respected. This strong impact made the group of young men feel uncomfortable.
"Wang … … Wang Fei … …" The young men pushed each other and finally pushed out an unlucky person, "Wang Fei, this subordinate was blind before and offended Wang Fei. Wang Fei, please punish us."
Zhang Qilan glanced at the incompetent juniors and said, "You brats still have the face to say this? This old man had repeatedly told you to be polite to Wang Fei. What did you do? "Everyone stared at him silently. You were talking about Mr. Chu and not Wang Fei? Seeing the aggrieved gazes of the young people, Zhang Qilan was silent. He snickered and looked at Ye Li, saying, "That … … Wang Fei, this subordinate did not explain this to them clearly. Wang Fei, please do not take offense."
Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "General Zhang is too serious. This was originally my intention. Also, it is hard for young people to not be young and impetuous. General Zhang and the other generals have taught well. These young generals are all good seedlings. "Being praised by Wang Fei, everyone felt their lips twitch. They were young, but compared to Wang Fei who was just twenty-one or twenty-two years old, most of them were older. Being called young and impetuous by Wang Fei, they couldn't help but blush. On the side, Yun Ting was complaining inside: What are you all doing? When ye met Wang Fei, Wang Fei was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
With Ye Li's praise, the other generals also revealed smiles on their faces. Even though these young people were following Zhang Qilan this time, they were not all Zhang Qilan's subordinates. Among them were Lu Jinxian, Yuan Pei, and even Sun Yan's subordinates who were stationed at Feihong Pass. They were all elites of the young generation. When they were praised, as their superiors, the generals felt they had face.
Hearing Wang Fei say that she would not blame them, the young people all sighed in relief. The young people were very curious. Even though they were far away, they thought that they were secretly examining Wang Fei. After all, they had heard of Princess Ding's deeds before they had entered the Mohist army. Who would have thought that there would be a day when they would be able to see and even fight side by side with Princess Ding? But they did not know that their actions, which they thought were secretive, had already caused someone to be displeased. So much so that when they returned to the army, before they could even breathe properly, they were thrown into some training camp for two or three months. They could only think of it as the generals being dissatisfied with their performance in the drill.
After the drill ended, Zhang Qilan and Lu Jinxian were left to clean up. Mo Xiuyao took Ye Li, Feng Zhiyao and the others back to Li City.
She had just returned to Ding Wang fu and had yet to enter the study when she met Young Master Qing Chen who was walking towards her. She only needed to look at his expression to know that Young Master Qing Chen was very dissatisfied with a certain irresponsible Wang Ye who had thrown the affairs of the Northwest to him. Her gaze calmly swept over Mo Xiuyao who looked better than usual after half a month of marching and fighting. Xu Qingchen asked faintly, "It seems that Prince has been well these days?"
Mo Xiuyao smiled and said in a good mood, "I haven't moved for many years. It's good to move around." Xu Qingchen smiled faintly. "What? Then congratulations to Prince. In the future, Prince will be able to move around more often. "
Eh? What did she mean? Mo Xiuyao looked at Xu Qingchen in confusion. Xu Qingchen sighed and waved the battle report she had just received. "The Da Chu State's army has been losing battles in the north. In less than a month, they have already lost four cities to the north."
Mo Xiuyao was silent for a moment. He raised his head and smiled faintly at Xu Qingchen. "This has nothing to do with us." The Mohist army and the Da Chu State had already broken off all ties. How the Da Chu State fought had nothing to do with them.
Xu Qingchen nodded and said faintly, "As long as Prince knows what to do, it's fine. In addition, the Northern Tribes have sent news. The Northern Tribes are also restless. Once the Da Chu State is unfavorable to the war in the north, the Northern Tribes will definitely invade the south next spring. " As Mo Xiuyao listened to Xu Qingchen's words, he continued to walk toward the study. He asked, "What news is there from Nanzhao?" Xu Qingchen said, "The Heir of Jhennam Of Gojoseon has led an army of three hundred thousand and is already stationed at the Nanzhao border. The two countries are in a standoff. It is unknown when the war will begin. "
"Will the war begin?" Mo Xiuyao turned back and asked.
Xu Qingchen was silent for a moment. She replied in a low voice, "Yes."
Mo Xiuyao paused and said, "Good. Once the war begins, the Xiling will not have time to attend to anything else for a while."
Following behind him, Feng Zhiyao frowned and asked, "Prince, shouldn't we also prepare?"
Mo Xiuyao thought for a moment and nodded. "After the war between Nanzhao and the Xiling begins, issue a conscription order in the northwest." Feng Zhiyao agreed. Xu Qingchen received Mo Xiuyao's gaze and shook her head. "I don't understand military matters. You guys do as you see fit."
Mo Xiuyao nodded and said to Feng Zhiyao, "Go prepare."
After the Prince Ding Mansion took control of the northwest, the conscription system had been reformed many times. It was somewhat different from the current military service system. All youths in the northwest who had reached the age of eighteen had to serve two years of military service. After two years, they would be stripped of their armor and returned to the fields. But after that, they still had to undergo military training for a month every year. Most importantly, these two years of military service were not limited to ordinary people. Merchants and even scholars had to participate. But scholars could reduce it to one year. So now, all the students of Lishan Academy who had reached the age of eighteen had already served military service.
In addition, the Mohist army had a standing army of nine hundred thousand. The soldiers in these armies had all served for more than five years, and all of them would serve for thirty years or even longer. They were the true fighting force of the northwest. Also, they were different from the two year conscripts who had no pay and were different from most of the soldiers of other countries who had no pay. They received a certain amount of pay every month and a certain amount of pension if they died in battle. Although the Prince Ding Mansion created a certain amount of financial pressure, it also fought for the Mohist army's fighting strength and cohesion.
Compared to the millions of soldiers of the other three countries, the Mohist army's nine hundred thousand soldiers were not enough. But once a war really broke out and the conscription order was issued, the Prince Ding Mansion could instantly organize an army of over a million properly trained soldiers. Although their fighting strength could not compare to the real Mohist army, it was definitely not something that some soldiers who had just been pulled into the army and entered the battlefield could compare to. At the very least, they had been trained by the generals of the real Mohist army.
Looking at Mo Xiuyao's departing figure, Feng Zhiyao sighed and looked up at the sky. Once Nanzhao and Xiling went to war, the Northern Tribes would definitely get a share of the Da Chu State. And the Prince Ding Mansion would definitely not be able to stay out of this. After so many years of preparation, was it finally about to begin?
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