Song Liyun took the letter and quickly glanced at the end of it. The signature was a private seal: Garrison Command Military Office.
This is not a letter from Zhao Tingduo.
The letter contained only a dozen or so lines, which made Song Liyun's expression change and her eyebrows twitch. She put the letter away but didn't say much. She only told Fang Zheng to go and rest well, as he still needed to manage the prisoners and patrol battalion in the city.
After Fang Zheng left, Song Liyun quickly handed the letter to Old Master Yu: "Old Master Yu, please take a look!"
Old Yu took it and read only a couple of sentences before his expression changed. He immediately jumped up excitedly and said, "This, this is real?"
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! The Zhenbei Army has finally waited for this day... What a brilliant move!
Ah! Who would have thought that I, an old man, would have the honor of being recorded in history!
Mr. Yu has begun to ramble incoherently.
If the booming iron lumps outside Mida City three days ago gave him confidence, this letter in his hand added to his anticipation.
The letter came from the military camp of the garrison commander's headquarters. The content was very simple: the Zhenbei Army had quelled the invasion, and Zhao Tingduo, as the vanguard, had already entered the Xuyang Grassland.
This marks the first time in decades that the Wu Dynasty has proactively entered the Xuyang Grassland with an army of six thousand.
When has the Wu Dynasty ever been so assertive? Whenever it was harassed and plundered, it could only defend its borders and fortresses.
Even when Duke Anguo was at the border, he only led his troops to fight and drive away enemies within a hundred miles, and never entered the Xuyang Grassland.
Song Liyun didn't understand the intricacies of the past years; she only cared about how Zhao Tingduo, with only a thousand men, could face the allied Royal Court Army: "Elder Yu, why didn't the City Lord send a letter?"
Since the garrison headquarters sent a letter, Zhao Tingduo should also be able to write one back. Why not briefly report that he is safe?
Old Yu was very knowledgeable about military affairs. Now that he had the contents of the letter, he only pondered for a moment before making a general deduction about the current situation.
He dismissed the maid and whispered to Song Liyun, "The Third Young Master should have entered the Xuyang Grassland a long time ago."
There had been no news for over twenty days because we were worried about leaks, so we had to cut off contact with the garrison headquarters.
At this point, he glanced at Song Liyun and said meaningfully, "Young Madam, now that we know the Third Young Master's whereabouts, what we need to do now is to guard Mida City and wait for good news!"
Maintaining stability on the borders was a major concern for emperors throughout history.
Duke Anguo had previously considered supporting tribes as assistants in managing the grasslands, but he was also worried about raising a tiger that would become a threat, so he was on high alert.
Even though he had an extraordinary relationship with the Uda tribe, he was never truly at ease.
It was the garrison commander who had the courage to join forces with his brothers to pursue a great cause.
The Third Prince relied on the Lei Battalion to retreat from Xiashi Pass and conquer the Mida River Valley.
According to initial estimates, it would take at least another twenty years before the Uda tribe would be able to fully control the Mida River Valley.
Now, not only have the tribes of the Mida River Valley been basically subdued, but a steady stream of people have also been arriving, and coal, iron, and copper mines have been found.
We're getting closer and closer to our goal!
The fact that it was achieved so quickly is inseparable from one variable.
That was Mida, who appeared suddenly.
Because of its advantageous location, Mida City is situated in the middle of the Dilu Grassland, like a nail separating the Mida River Valley from the Xuyang Grassland, while also being closely connected with the Wu Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, after just a few years of development, the Mida River Valley has transformed from a barren wasteland into a fortified city, and is now even repelling the invasion of the royal army.
Old Master Yu became more and more excited as he thought about it: If the Third Young Master could lead his troops to conquer the Xuyang Grassland and be established as the Grassland King, then the Young Mistress would be the Queen...
No, I can't think about it!
Old Yu never expected that he would reap the rewards of supporting the dragon.
Although concerned about Zhao Tingduo, Song Liyun was not as excited as Elder Yu.
Every victory on the battlefield is accompanied by casualties; no one is invincible.
She felt that the ever-changing political situation was like a game of chess.
It's too early to consider who's making the moves in this game and who will be the ultimate winner. All she knows is that Mida City and Xuyang Grassland have already formed a deep-seated hatred for each other.
Zhao Tingduo and the Zhenbei Army took the initiative to act in order to ensure lasting peace.
It looks like we need to speed up arms production!
However, this plan has not yet been mentioned to Mr. Yu.
That afternoon, an urgent report came from outside the city: "Lady Uya has arrived!"
When Song Liyun came out of the city lord's mansion to greet them, she saw a rider galloping towards them from the city gate.
Lady Uya was dressed in a striking red outfit, looking dashing and elegant.
When the horse was still a few feet away from Song Liyun, Madam Wuya pulled on the reins, stopped, and dismounted.
He quickly came over and reached out to help Song Liyun, who was about to kneel down, up: "You're not feeling well, there's no need for you to bow."
Song Liyun didn't mince words and stood up straight: "Mother!"
"You silly child, why didn't you say something so important sooner? I... I really should have come sooner!"
Lady Uya's tone was both worried and angry. She had rushed over from Kara Mountain after receiving a report from Achiya that there was danger in Mida City.
Despite traveling day and night, they still missed the most dangerous moment.
Song Liyun smiled bitterly: Kara Mountain is four days' journey from Mida City. There are blast furnace mines there, and it is not as important as Mida City.
She sent a message through Achiya, only instructing Lady Uya to be on guard, without requesting reinforcements.
Fortunately, everyone is alright now. Madam Wuya has also arrived. Song Liyun didn't explain much, but only told the exhausted lady to go wash up and rest first.
Lady Uya has brought a hundred horsemen with her this time.
These are elite soldiers trained from the surrounding tribes over the years, stationed at the blast furnace.
Upon arriving in Mida City, they merged with the patrol battalion led by Fang Zheng to handle the tedious aftermath of the battle a few days prior.
Inside the city lord's mansion, Lady Wuya finally saw the letter sent by the city garrison.
She slammed the letter heavily on the table, gritting her teeth and saying hatefully, "Wu Chao, Wu Chao, Zhao Yanjiao never forgets his loyalty to the emperor and his master. Now he's sending my son to the battlefield without even sending a word beforehand."
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