Which other general could there be?

Even the strongest Zhou Qichen rebelled! Even the deputy generals sent over last time rebelled! The prime minister was really worried sick, but he didn't dare to complain at all.

He was about to make a recommendation.

But one minister spoke out faster than him: "Your Majesty, I recommend the son of the Minister of War. He is this year's top martial arts student. He will easily defeat the traitor Zhou Qichen."

Seeing that someone had taken the lead, other ministers also rushed to recommend people they had long had their eyes on.

They also want to take this opportunity to form cliques.

The prime minister glanced at them with disdain. These people would just pretend to be deaf and dumb when there was nothing to do, but when there was a position in the court, they would recommend ministers more actively than anyone else.

That martial arts champion only has strong weapons but no strategy. If he were to become the general of an army, it would be a disaster.

The dissatisfaction on the prime minister's face was very obvious!

The war is almost reaching the capital, but they are still racking their brains over positions, trying to place their own people in power.

The Prime Minister took a step forward and had to speak:

"Your Majesty, I recommend my disciple Tang Liangcai. Although he is not very skilled in martial arts, he is good at strategy and is even better at defense—"

However.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another minister.

"Prime Minister, your recommendation seems selfish. This is about defending a city and fighting a war, not letting your protégés take credit for it."

"Although Tang Liangcai is skilled in martial arts, he is just a figurehead. What kind of army can a civilian official lead in a war? Isn't it a joke?"

Seeing that one minister had objected, other ministers also stood up and refuted.

The final decision lies in Pei Changying's hands.

Pei Changying thought for a long time. These matters were once handed over to Gu Sang to handle, but now he didn't understand the twists and turns involved. A general does not have to be the strongest in martial arts, but he must understand strategy and how to lead troops.

in this way.

Pei Changying looked at the Minister of War.

"Then let your son take command and make sure to keep the rebels out of the mountain city!"

The Minister of War was overjoyed and hurried forward to kowtow in thanks. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration. I swear that I will keep the rebels out of the mountain city and will never let them set foot in the capital!"

The Prime Minister's expression changed, and he said urgently, "Your Majesty, please reconsider. The son of the Minister of War is not good at defensive battles and is too straightforward. He must not be allowed to lead the army."

Does this mean that his son is simple-minded?

Upon hearing this, the Minister of War angrily questioned the Prime Minister, "What do you mean, Prime Minister? If my son isn't suitable, then your protégé is?"

Another minister said sarcastically, "Yes, Prime Minister, if you can recommend, why can't others? Since the Emperor has already made his choice, what else do you have to complain about?"

Hearing this, Pei Changying looked at the prime minister, his cold eyes revealing the emperor's suspicion and anger.

The Prime Minister was very tactful and experienced in handling affairs. When he saw the Emperor's expression, he was shocked and stopped arguing with the ministers. He retreated silently.

Heartbreaking!

The prime minister was heartbroken.

Seeing that the prime minister stopped talking, the anger in the emperor's eyes dissipated a little.

"If there is nothing else, please leave."

Now that the head coach has been decided, no one has anything else to discuss.

After Pei Changying left, the ministers left in groups of two or three.

"Congratulations, Minister. Your son has a bright future..."

The Assistant Minister of War was naturally the center of attention and received constant congratulations.

The prime minister left the palace expressionlessly. He took a deep look at the palace behind him. After stepping into the carriage, the prime minister sighed softly.

"If it's not yours, you really can't hold on to it."

"Power is like fine sand. Miss Gu was the bag, and the emperor is the funnel. What is not yours will eventually be lost."

"Never mind, I'm old now. Maybe I should resign and return home."

He just sighed lightly, but then he thought that the rebellion had not been pacified yet and the court was in need of people. If he resigned at this moment, he was afraid that people would gossip about him.

But he had long been tired of the factionalism in official circles.

Under normal circumstances, he would be able to remain calm and not mind.

But now the rebels are about to attack the capital, but they are still disregarding the safety of the country for the sake of their own future. Today, this prime minister, who has always seen things clearly, has broken down.

Mountain city.

The terrain of the mountain city gradually rises, so the soldiers defending the city can easily observe the enemy situation and prepare various traps such as rolling stone arrays before the enemy goes up the mountain.

The entire terrain is a slope, so the cannons cannot be pushed to an effective attack range, and the grenades cannot be thrown that far.

The eldest princess knew this, so she did not attack the city rashly, but set up camp not far away to discuss countermeasures.

As the princess's army had not fought for ten days, the soldiers in the mountain city relaxed their vigilance.

Early in the morning, women and people from the mountain brought chickens, ducks, fish, meat and fresh vegetables to the car.

There were a few scattered soldiers standing at the city gate. They just glanced at a few women in their forties and let them in.

"It's already the tenth day, why haven't the rebels attacked the city yet? Are they scared?" one of the soldiers said, yawning.

"Of course, this place is not far from the capital, and this mountain city is easy to defend but difficult to attack. They must be scared." Another soldier looked indifferent.

"I heard that there are women's soldiers in the rebel army, and I heard that the women's soldiers are extremely brave." The third soldier also came over to chat.

"Hahaha, you really believe the women's army can fight? I think those soldiers from those cities are just useless. They can't even beat a woman, and they're afraid of being laughed at if the news gets out, so they brag about the bravery of the women's army."

"Aside from the cannons and grenades and stuff like that, I'm a little scared. If it were a women's army, I could beat ten women by myself."

The other soldiers laughed and described the female army as vulnerable.

However, they did not know that the female soldiers they looked down upon had already mixed in with the people who had just delivered the food.

"Come on! You lose, drink!"

“Drink! Drink!”

When the food was delivered, all I saw along the way were the lazy troops and the generals who were still drinking in broad daylight.

Seeing their slack appearance, the tense nerves of several soldiers disguised as civilians suddenly relaxed. Their original plan was to pretend to be civilians delivering vegetables and sneak into the mountain city to check the guard situation.

But seeing the lazy look of the soldiers in the city, they looked at each other and decided to stay a little longer to take the opportunity to find out more about the enemy.

After delivering the dishes to the kitchen, several people went their separate ways and agreed to return here within an incense stick of time, otherwise if they stayed for too long, they would definitely attract attention.

After Ge Qing successfully got the news, he was about to return to the kitchen.

On the way, he was stopped by an officer.

"You, come here."

Ge Qing's heart skipped a beat.

Was he discovered?

"What are you dawdling about!"