Zhou Zhiruo and others were also heroic women who acted decisively. They quickly set their sights on the commander of the Persian soldiers.
The outcome of the matter was no surprise. How could the commander of the Persian soldiers be a match for Zhou Zhiruo and others?
Without the constraints of those elders, Zhou Zhiruo and her team quickly eliminated a large number of commanders on the battlefield. In such a chaotic battlefield, the role of commanders is unquestionable. Soon the Persian army fell into disorganized chaos. They could not get effective command and could only fight according to their own consciousness. Fortunately, their emperor was still behind to supervise the battle. If their emperor was not here, the Persian army here would have collapsed long ago.
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On the other side of the river, Zhao Min, who was standing on the high platform, could vaguely see her soldiers striding forward. Unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Sister, it seems you are in a good mood today."
At some point, Zhao Linger had come to Zhao Min's side, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand.
Zhao Min smiled and said, "You are my elder sister. I can't bear it if you serve me like this."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "I am worthy of it. When the young master is not around, you are my heaven. Don't even mention a cup of hot tea. I am willing to be your slave."
Zhao Min glared at Zhao Linger and said, "Sister, you're joking. You and those other vixens have a typical female mentality. When you see your men are not around, you immediately feel guilty. No wonder you can only rely on pleasing men to get what you want."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger was not angry: "Sister is right."
"Except for you, all the other sisters among us rely on our bodies to exchange for what we want from the young master, but what can we do?"
"We are willing to do this. After all, you are the only Zhao Min in this world."
Zhao Min took the cup of hot tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Sister, after this battle, when I return to the harem in Beijing, I'm afraid I will be alone and powerless. If I get bullied one day, you won't sit idly by, right?"
Zhao Linger quickly said: "Of course, if I am bullied, I will not embarrass you too much."
Zhao Min smiled and said, "You won't embarrass me too much. You are really telling the truth, sister. Well, for the sake of this cup of hot tea, I won't bother with you."
Zhao Linger said: "Sister, you are a capable person. Under normal circumstances, you don't need me to stand up for you in minor fights. But after today's battle, the young master has already led the cavalry away. When do you plan to cross the river?"
Zhao Min said: "When I cross the river still depends on Zhang Wuji. Now, there are still 30,000 heavily armored cavalry in the Persian camp on the other side of the river. I can't cross the river until they move."
"At least I have to wait until that enemy crosses the river before I can cross it. Otherwise, if our camp is charged back and forth twice by the Persian heavy cavalry, we will be defeated in this battle."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger understood Zhao Min's plan: "Okay, then let's wait first. After the cavalry led by the young master crosses the river, we can contain the Persian cavalry, and then we can cross the river."
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Zhao Min is now the marshal of the army. If she moves, it will be the time for the final attack, so she cannot move. However, the rest of the Ming army soldiers are still crossing the river in an orderly manner. They need a large enough battle space for the final attack. Only in this way can the army of hundreds of thousands of people gallop forward.
However, just when everything was still proceeding in an orderly manner, Zhao Min's beautiful big eyes caught a glimpse of a graceful figure.
After Zhao Min drank the hot tea in the cup, she threw the cup towards the figure, and the cup hit the man right on target.
The graceful figure suddenly turned around and saw Zhao Min hooking her finger at her.
She is Sarina, the princess of the Timurid Empire, a woman who has almost been forgotten by Zhao Min recently.
When Sarina saw Zhao Min hooking her finger at her, she naturally knew that she was calling her. Although she was unwilling in her heart, Zhao Min was not someone she could afford to offend.
She was nervous, not knowing what this woman, whom she had idolized as a child, would ask her to do. She walked step by step towards the platform where Zhao Min was. After a moment, when she arrived in front of Zhao Min, she bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty. What do you want me to do?"
Zhao Min pointed to the battlefield on the other side of the river; "Girl, the battle has come to this point, what do you think of my chances of winning this battle?"
Sarina had been staring at the battlefield almost since the beginning of the war. After thinking for a while, she said, "In reply to Your Majesty, the Ming army has been advancing steadily so far in this battle, and its advantage has become more and more obvious. However, if they want to achieve the final victory, they may have to give the Persian army a final blow at the right time."
Zhao Min smiled and said, "Girl, you have some insights. Then tell me, what is the final blow?"
Sarina said: "Of course we will send the most elite troops to fight a decisive battle with the Persian army."
Zhao Min smiled but said nothing. Sarina's idea was a bit superficial, and she didn't want to discuss this issue with this girl any further.
"Girl, in this battle, I command the Ming Dynasty's most elite troops of more than 100,000 to fight against the Persian army of 200,000. I have enough confidence to win, but I don't want to show my confidence in front of you, a little girl. It's just that when I saw you just now, I suddenly remembered another thing. I believe you already know the agreement between Zhang Wuji and your father."
"The two of them have reached an alliance. After destroying Persia, all the country's wealth will belong to the Ming Dynasty, and the land and population of Persia will belong to your father."
"This is barely a fair deal, but do you know what is the best way to consolidate the alliance between the two countries?"
After Zhao Min said this, a playful smile appeared in her eyes.
Zhao Min's smiling face made Sarina feel a little uneasy. She was also a smart woman, so she naturally guessed what Zhao Min might say: "Your Majesty, do you mean that the best way to consolidate the alliance between the two countries is through marriage?"
Zhao Min smiled and said, "You are a teachable boy. You can actually think of this relationship at once. Then tell me, who is the best candidate for the marriage?"
Sarina was now certain of what Zhao Min was thinking, but she still said tentatively: "Your Majesty, I have a younger sister who is eight years old this year. She is also a real beauty and is about the same age as the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty. I wonder if we can marry her?"
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