Yuan Qingling almost jumped up when she heard these words, "You want to go on an expedition?"
The Supreme Emperor was not satisfied with her reaction and snorted, "Why are you still looking down on us? When we were fighting, you didn't know where you were."
"Yes, in the palace courtyard before, didn't we all wear uniforms to fight against the enemy?" Xiaoyao Gong said.
Yuan Qing Ling asked anxiously: "Then how can it be the same? At that time, Prince Anfeng and his wife were also there."
"Even if they are not here, we can't be far behind. Besides, this battle is very important. Maybe they will come too." The Supreme Emperor said.
"However, there are no generals in the court, so why do we need you to take command? This is absolutely impossible. The battlefield is so dangerous. Your Majesty, you are out of breath even after taking a few steps, and your heart is not good, so you can't go there."
Yuan Qingling simply thought it was a joke. The Supreme Emperor was in such poor health that he almost died a few years ago. Although he was saved, he has not become much stronger in recent years. He always gets sick from time to time, such as heart disease and asthma.
It's not a minor illness. If it really breaks out on the battlefield, who can save him?
Yuan Qingling absolutely disagrees.
But she didn't intend to ask for her consent, and simply said: "We have already decided!"
Yuan Qingling couldn't laugh or cry. There was a battle in another hospital that time. Are you addicted to fighting? Are you still addicted to fighting?
"Princess," Xiaoyao Gong changed his seat and sat on the Grand Master's chair, already assuming the power of a marshal, "I ask you, if two armies are facing each other and there is a huge disparity in strength, will the stronger one win or the weak one win?"
Yuan Qingling looked into his wise eyes and said, "Well, if there is a great disparity in military strength, the stronger one will naturally have a higher chance of winning."
"Very good, you didn't say that the strong one wins, you just said that the chances of winning are greater. So what should we do if we want to increase the chances of winning for the weak under a huge disparity between strong and weak?"
"This...weapon?"
"We don't know yet whether the weapon can be successfully developed, just based on the existing conditions."
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "I don't know how to march and fight."
Xiaoyao Gong smiled and said: "Be brave, the brave will win. We have fought many battles with great disparity in strength, and most of them were against the Northern Desert people. The Northern Desert people have suffered great losses from us, so the Northern Desert people are very afraid of us."
, Of course, they are mainly afraid of Prince Wei Ge, Prince Anfeng, and when we take command, we psychologically suppress the Beimo people. Furthermore, we and the Supreme Emperor personally take command and go on an expedition. The morale of the army is greatly boosted, isn't it?
Improved your chances of winning?"
Chu Shoufu also said: "That's right, Princess, do you think that when it comes to the battlefield, we all have to wear armor and go into battle? No, most of the time we are commanding and arranging troops in the camp. We are too sensitive to the people of the Northern Desert.
Once we are familiar with them, we know everything they are good at and what they are not good at."
The Supreme Emperor said: "Now that we are in command, shouldn't we bring other generals with us? They will be responsible for charging forward, and I will wait at the back to strategize and cooperate with each other to increase the chance of winning this battle. When the time comes, if the weapons are successfully developed, we will send them to you quickly."
Once we reach the border, we can win in one fell swoop and drive the Qin thieves back to grandma's house!"
When the three of them said this, their fighting spirit was already aroused, as if they were about to go to war.
Although Yuan Qingling admired him very much, he still didn't support it. The main reason was that the Emperor's health was really bad.
"It's too early to say this. Even my father and the emperor do not agree to the war, and there are not many people in the court who support it."
"Are you still opposed?" the Supreme Emperor asked her.
Yuan Qingling turned to look at him. There were ravines left by the years on his face, but his eyes were still full of fighting spirit. She shook her head slowly and swallowed: "No, I don't object!"