"It's alright. Although there are quite a few idiots in this military camp, there are still quite a few people who truly understand military strategy and know how to fight."
Fang Qing poured him a glass of hot water.
"The war starts tomorrow. Will you go to the front lines?"
"Yes, it makes command easier."
"Then be careful in everything."
The next day, Fang Qing was awakened by the sound of bugles outside.
It was still dark outside, but troops had already begun to assemble.
Fang Qing got up and watched tens of thousands of troops leave the camp. Zhao Shi'an was in the chariot in the middle of the group, followed by the Eighth Prince and a group of generals and cavalry.
The war between the imperial court and the southwest had officially begun, and Fang Qing could hear the sounds of war drums and horns coming from the direction of the battlefield from inside the camp.
As for the battle situation, Fang Qing didn't know. From the sound of their war drums, she could tell that they seemed to have the upper hand.
After all, they had Zhao Shi'an in command and the situation at Fengyu Tower. Zhao Shi'an knew the generals in the southwest like the back of his hand, so they were better able to come up with a strategy for the battle.
Furthermore, with their inside man Gao Ren in the southwest, this war is destined to be won easily.
Fang Qing went out in the morning, and by noon she heard the sound of victory horns coming from the direction of the battlefield.
Fang Qing went out to see that all the soldiers had returned. In the crowd, Fang Qing saw Zhao Shi'an walking with the Eighth Prince. Compared to the happy expressions of the other generals, Zhao Shi'an and Zhao Shi'an had a detached and serious expression.
Fang Qing saw them enter the meeting tent. She instructed people to prepare lunch quickly, and then went to the military doctor to inquire about the soldiers' injuries.
When they arrived, they found that the medics didn't have a single wounded soldier on their side.
"What happened?"
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