Normally, if someone told Wu Tong that they could conquer Northern Mongolia and bring it into the territory of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, Wu Tong would definitely spit in their face.
They'll also say, "If you're so capable, why don't you go and fight?"
Now, I think it's still worth considering Wutong.
Putting everything else aside, just based on Zhao Qingyan's speed and strength, who wouldn't be able to be captured?
If we can capture the king of Northern Mongolia, how can we not destroy Northern Mongolia?
If all else fails, then arrest all the kings, princes, and ministers.
By then, only ordinary people will be left, and they won't be able to cause any real upheaval.
As long as the Divine Dragon Kingdom does not indiscriminately kill innocent people and educates its populace...
As long as they have the opportunity to eat their fill and stay warm, who is the king has little to do with the common people.
The passionate Wu Tong immediately wrote a letter and sent it out through his own channels.
Wu Tong's letter was sent through two channels.
One method was the traditional cavalry, delivering urgent messages over 800 li (approximately 400 kilometers); the other was a secret passage, though whether it was carried by carrier pigeons or something else remains unknown.
When the person in the palace saw the secret letter, he felt incredibly pleased.
"Oh my, my little nephew really knows how to find a wife."
Wow, that family, besides being good at studying, they're also skilled in martial arts. That girl's kung fu is simply incredible.
To repel a 200,000-strong army of Northern Mongols without losing a single soldier—that's a capability not to be underestimated.
Rong Fuhai, who was serving nearby, quickly began to flatter him.
"This is all thanks to His Majesty's wisdom."
If it weren't for His Majesty's magnanimity in not caring about the Zhao family girl's humble origins, where would His Majesty have gotten such a capable niece-in-law?
Without Your Majesty's ability to recognize and utilize talent,
Even if Magistrate Zhao were sent to Dawar, there would be no news of a major victory against the Northern Mongols.
The more the emperor listened, the more he understood.
All of this was his own doing, completely forgetting that Xu Dongsheng's wife was chosen by the other party themselves, and had nothing to do with him.
He doesn't even bother to acknowledge his own father, so it's uncertain whether Xu Dongsheng would give him face if his uncle dared to cause trouble.
In the emperor's heart, his word was law, and no one would object to any of his decisions.
Inside the imperial palace of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, a self-indulgent frenzy was underway. Meanwhile, in the royal court of Northern Mongolia, chaos reigned.
The Northern Mongol King has already smashed a fine tea set. A piece of the inkstone has also broken.
The entire imperial study was in a mess.
"Damn it, they dared to kidnap my prince and generals, demoralizing my army. The Great Insect Kingdom deserves to die."
"Great Insect" is the name the Northern Mongols use to refer to the Divine Dragon Kingdom. They are unwilling to acknowledge the Divine Dragon Kingdom's power, nor its civilization.
This is similar to how people from the Divine Dragon Kingdom call the people of Northern Mongolia "dogs."
Of the 200,000 troops that had been scared away by Zhao Qingyan, only a portion were captured and returned to the Northern Mongols.
A large portion of them had already gathered familiar people and rushed back to their ancestral lands, leading their people to migrate and flee.
Who wants to fight? Fighting means the possibility of death.
Especially after witnessing firsthand the commanders, generals, and corporals of the Northern Mongols being thrown out of the army, they realized that their own martial prowess was inferior to that of those men.
The enemy has a master who can move freely within our army as if it were empty.
What does this mean? It means they're continuing their clashes with the Divine Dragon Kingdom, and they won't even know how they died.
Especially those of them who were just low-ranking soldiers, they were all just there to deliver food.
After the King of Northern Mongolia finished venting his anger, he summoned the leaders of various tribes.
This time, they decided to gather 500,000 troops from the North Mongolia and march straight towards Dawar. They were determined to breach the gates of the Great Insect Kingdom.
Five hundred thousand soldiers—what does that mean? It basically means that all the able-bodied men in Northern Mongolia were mobilized.
If we can win, and directly attack the capital of the Divine Dragon Kingdom and occupy the Divine Dragon Kingdom, it will be worth it.
If not, then the Northern Mongols will perish.
After all, the Northern Mongols, consisting only of the elderly and children, could not withstand the iron cavalry of any other tribe.
"I am aware of the concerns of all the leaders. The Great Insect Kingdom has gone too far in bullying us."
If we don't quickly curb their arrogance, they will surely become even more overbearing in the future.
The harvest season is coming to an end, and the grass on the grasslands has not yet sprouted. The people are suffering.
Why don't we take advantage of the fact that the Great Insect Kingdom hasn't made a move yet and launch a surprise attack?
Although the Great Insect Kingdom was somewhat despicable, it must be admitted that their land was indeed fertile and their country was indeed wealthy.
If we can successfully conquer the Great Insect Kingdom this time, you will all be heroes who establish a new nation.
I, the King, promise that each of you leaders will receive a state as your fiefdom at that time.
Any prefecture in that Great Insect Kingdom is more abundant and vast than our grasslands.
At that time, our descendants will not have to suffer from hunger and cold because they have no food to eat, nor will they be called dogs by the Great Insect People because they did not have the opportunity to study..."
This Northern Mongol King was ruthless; in order to persuade the tribal leaders, he didn't hesitate to expose his own shortcomings.
Normally, if one's own son is captured by the enemy, one would always try to find a way to rescue one's child first.
But the King of Northern Mongolia didn't care at all.
The reason is simple: the Divine Dragon Kingdom has always treated prisoners well, and would certainly not allow his son to suffer.
At the same time, as a dignified King of Northern Mongolia, he already had dozens of wives and concubines and over a hundred sons. He really didn't need another son.
To put it bluntly, he didn't even know the exact name of the son who had just been captured by the Divine Dragon Kingdom. I think it was Xiong Hu.
Losing one tiger is no big deal; he still has eagles, lions, white wolves, and many other offspring.
If poor Erbala knew how little his own father cared about him, I wonder if he would regret being the one to stick his neck out.
While the troops were gathering in northern Mongolia, Zhao Qingyan delivered supplies to the border army once again.
In addition to rice and meat, they also sent over 100,000 kilograms of Chinese cabbage.
10,000 sets of cotton-padded clothes were given to them.
To speed up the sewing process, Zhao Qingyan risked taking out the sewing machine from her spatial storage.
There were six machines in total, and a separate room was set aside to train 18 women in how to use them.
In order to meet the deadline, we strive to ensure that while people rest, the sewing machines never stop.
There were four sewing machines in the space, one of which she took out and gave to Zhao Qingyang.
As expected, after tinkering with it for two days, the kid disassembled the entire sewing machine bit by bit.
He disassembled it skillfully, not all at once, but piecemeal, and then put it back together.
Then dismantle it further. Then put it back together.
At the same time, he also recorded the specific data and drew graphs.
Zhao Qingyan had to admire this kid's ability to copy.
Finally, after the disassembly was completed, the blueprints for the entire sewing machine were also obtained.
If Zhao Qingyan hadn't seen Zhao Qingyang draw the picture bit by bit with her own eyes, she would have suspected that her younger brother had been switched with someone else.
The disassembled sewing machine was eventually reassembled by Zhao Qingyang.
With the blueprints in hand, Zhao Qingyang wanted to replicate a sewing machine.
So, in the city of Davar, they found a blacksmith's shop.
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