The next morning, Chu Jinghuai appeared in the military camp with dark circles under his eyes. Ji Yunzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully at Chu Jinghuai.
Chu Jinghuai glanced at him indifferently, and Ji Yunzhou tactfully covered his smiling face with a folding fan.
Chu Jinghuai did not take the fact that the Western Qi troops were divided into three groups seriously. He had previously obtained the secret files of the ten generals, but he did not let them come to support Qingzhou.
He just asked them to guard the city separately. He knew that it would take the Xiqi army half a month or ten days to capture Qingzhou City. Moreover, Xiqi would not spend all its military forces on Qingzhou, which was a tough nut to crack.
Once he discovered that Qingzhou was easy to defend but difficult to attack, Tuoba Wu would set his sights on other places.
Chu Jinghuai threw the official document from Xiqi aside and picked up the secret letter from the court to read.
Chu Jingxun was the commander-in-chief. Compared with the 500,000-strong army of Western Qi, his second brother was more difficult to deal with.
And at this moment.
This matter was also being discussed in the court tent.
A general with a stern face spoke first: "The current situation is extremely unfavorable to us. Xiqi has withdrawn two-thirds of its troops to attack Heliang and Xiangyun. We are simply unable to resist Prince Su's army."
Another general replied angrily, "Those Xiqi guys are just wickedly ambitious. Under the pretext of suppressing the rebellion, they're acting recklessly in Daxia. We shouldn't have let Xiqi get involved in this in the first place."
As soon as he said this, an armored general stood up and retorted, "General Zhao, you're wrong. Xiqi and our Great Xia are on good terms, and Prince Rong even married their princess. Asking them for help was perfectly reasonable. Besides, do you, Zhao Ji, think you can defeat the traitor Prince Su?"
As soon as these words were spoken, someone in the tent immediately echoed them: "Indeed, how could we possibly be a match for Prince Su? Prince Su is a veteran of many battles, and he has many skilled and capable soldiers under his command. It is really difficult for us to compete with him."
"You..." Zhao Ji was so angry that his chest heaved violently and he couldn't speak for a moment.
As everyone was arguing endlessly, someone else said loudly, "If Prince Su were to die suddenly right now, his rebels would be leaderless. In this way, the rebellion would collapse without bloodshed."
Zhao Ji looked at him like he had heard a ridiculous joke, thinking to himself, "Even if you die ten times, Prince Su won't be in any trouble. With your idea, you can even come up with a plan in this tent."
At this time, another general stood up and said, "I agree with General Zhong. I heard that Prince Su's weakness is his princess. If we can capture his princess, or even kill her, Prince Su will be in great pain and will have no desire to fight. We should take advantage of his grief and lead our army to attack. We will surely win a great victory."
Zhao Ji looked at this group of little bastards. Each suggestion was stupider than the other. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. In their eyes, marching and fighting was just like a play.
Then, someone else spoke up, "I agree with General Jiang, but I've also heard that Princess Su is quite tough. I'm afraid it won't be easy to capture her."
As soon as Chen Jingxi's toughness was mentioned, the faces of the generals in the entire camp instantly became uglier than each other.
It was really hard for them to admit that they, a group of grown men who had fought on the battlefield and thought they were extremely brave, were actually not as good as a woman who was raised in seclusion.
For them, this is the greatest shame for being a man.
In their minds, they believe that women should be gentle and virtuous, taking care of their husbands and children at home.
But she is definitely not like Chen Jingxi, who is braver than men on the battlefield and whose curse words are even more vulgar than men.
"If all women in this world were like Princess Su, what would be the place for us men?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him immediately said, "We can continue the family line."
After saying this, he started laughing to himself.
Many people looked at him as if he were a fool, secretly criticizing him in their hearts: This kid really deserves a beating, he actually thinks it is worth being happy about the fact that he is only of such little use left.
In the tent, these generals were discussing with each other non-stop.
Chu Jingxun, the commander-in-chief, just sat quietly by the side without saying a word from beginning to end.
He looked relaxed, as if he was not involved in anything, holding the teacup and sipping tea gently.
Outside the tent, a man who looked like a servant was walking very quietly, taking every step carefully, for fear of making even the slightest noise.
Her little hands were tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, and from time to time she looked back like a frightened deer, afraid that someone would notice her whereabouts.
"Huh, I don't think we'll be discovered."
She successfully dodged a row of patrolmen and was about to run forward when suddenly a hand grabbed her shoulder.
"Hey, little one, where are you going?" A familiar voice came, her heart skipped a beat, and she almost couldn't control herself and screamed. She wanted to run but was held tightly by someone.
She turned around and forced a dry fake smile on her face, "I didn't go anywhere? I was just walking around."
Chu Jingyue looked at her, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile. He immediately wanted to tease her and deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Who are you? How can you walk around like this in such a strategic location?"
The woman quickly said, "My name is Nanxing. You've seen me before. I'm the one who follows Chu Jingxun."
Chu Jingyue couldn't help but look her up and down, his eyes full of confusion. He really couldn't understand why his second brother, who was always handsome and elegant, would have such a young girl by his side?
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who are you to the King of Jin? How did you two know each other?"
Nan Xing glanced at him dissatisfiedly, pouted her lips, and said stubbornly, "Why should I tell you?"
Seeing this, Chu Jingyue raised a wicked smile and threatened maliciously: "If you don't tell me, I will call for help. Here..."
When Nan Xing heard this, she panicked and quickly reached out to cover his mouth, whispering, "I'll tell you, I picked him up on the roadside, and then I got to know him."
"Picking it up?" Chu Jingyue widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
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