The strongman's wife who traveled through time and space and became a young general

Everyone believed that under the leadership of the witch doctor, they would be able to fight their way to the outside of the Nanyue Imperial City in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, after taking Shouchang Prefecture, Lin Qiuer issued an order that made people unbelievable: all troops stopped advancing and set up camp on the spot to rest.

The soldier who came to deliver the message had not ridden two miles on his horse when he heard a burst of dense horse hoofbeats coming from behind him.

The messenger turned his head from his horse and raised his eyebrows. As expected, the witch doctor's guess was right. These generals would not be able to endure until the next day.

Soon, the people behind caught up with the messenger, pushed him to the side of the road, and rode away with their whips.

But when they really rushed to the outside of Lin Qiuer's tent, no one dared to lead the way in.

They knew clearly in their hearts that the guards guarding outside the tent were just the first insignificant line of defense.

What we are truly afraid of are those snakes, insects, rats and ants hiding in some unknown corner.

The guards, their faces covered with black masks, stood quietly, without even a glance.

The generals felt deeply regretful at this time, regretting why they had come here on impulse.

Yes, they knew in their hearts that up to now, every action and layout of the army was within the control of the witch doctor.

But they just couldn't understand. They had already reached Shouchang Prefecture, and the imperial city would be just three days away. Why didn't they attack there in one go?

They kept circling outside the tent. There were so many people and the noise was loud, so it was impossible for the people in the tent not to hear them.

In the tent, Lin Qiuer slowly processed the documents on the desk and casually threw them to Lin Nancheng and Lin Nanye.

"Big brother and third brother, you guys need to get used to these paperwork quickly. I'm also very tired from correcting these things every day."

Lin Nancheng and Lin Nanye took the document, and the two of them huddled together, nodding as they read the comments on it: Why couldn't they think of this solution?

Hearing Lin Qiuer's complaints and requests, the two brothers smiled bitterly.

Don’t they want to adapt and take over the paperwork as quickly as possible?

Lin Qiuer reached out and drank the tea that had already gone cold on the table, then found a comfortable seat on the wide chair and sat down. She saw that the two men looked as miserable as if they were constipated.

I was too impatient. It is really a bad idea to force things to happen.

I comforted him, "No one is born knowing how to handle paperwork. If you want to do it well, you have to repeat it over and over again and listen to other people's opinions when necessary."

Hearing this, Lin Nanye gave Lin Nancheng a look. Lin Nancheng shook his head and lowered his head to continue looking through the document with comments in his hand.

Lin Qiu'er saw clearly the little movements of the two people, and since they didn't say it out loud, she pretended not to know.

He shouted to the outside, "What are you doing standing outside making a fuss? Now that you're here, come in."

The curtain of the tent was immediately opened from the outside, and a group of men in armor rushed in, crowding the already small tent so tightly that there was no space to turn around.

Lin Qiu'er's eyes swept over the people in the tent one by one. After waiting for a long time, no one spoke. She narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and asked with a smile, "Isn't there something going on? Who will speak first?"

"Hey, what's going on? Why are you all crowded here?"

Yun Zhihe's voice rang out outside the tent. He pushed his way through the crowd without paying attention to the crowd. When he saw Lin Qiu'er, he complained, "You have something to discuss, why didn't you call me?"

If it weren't for his round eyes and his undisguised gossipy expression, Lin Qiu'er might have been more likely to believe that he was resentful rather than just watching the fun.

Lin Qiu'er raised her chin and said, "Hasn't it started yet? Why are you in such a hurry? Are you going to miss breakfast tomorrow?"

Yun Zhihe was not annoyed. He looked around and asked, "What do you want to talk about? Tell me now!"

Compared to Lin Qiuer, the generals felt more friendly towards Yun Zhihe, who had trained with them.

Hearing his urging, someone finally spoke up, "Witch Doctor, the messenger just said that you asked everyone to stop and rest. Why don't you continue to fight all the way to the Imperial City?"

"Mr. Xing once said that the first push is good, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted. What we are doing now is not conducive to the morale of our army," someone said worriedly.

"It took us half a year to capture the four prefectures. We are not far from the imperial city now. If we continue to push forward, we will be able to eat meat and drink wine to our heart's content in the imperial city in a month. Haha..." Thinking of the scene of reaching the pinnacle of life, the person who spoke could not help but laugh heartily.

He was halfway laughing when someone poked him hard in the lower back, and someone even took action to shut him up manually.

As the man struggled, someone leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Shut up! The witch doctor is watching you."

Looking in that direction, he met Lin Qiuer's cold eyes and suddenly trembled all over and stopped struggling.

I'm not afraid of the witch doctor not speaking, I'm afraid of her looking at you and not speaking.

Lin Qiu'er leaned back in her chair, propped up her face with one hand, and looked at them, "Huh~ Look at you guys now, how can you be so steady?

You can attack the Imperial City in one go. But with your current eagerness for quick success and instant benefits, if you go to the Imperial City, you will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, and there will be no return.

It would be better to go home now and avoid embarrassing me."

"Witch doctor, we don't have..." someone explained with gritted teeth.

"No?" Lin Qiu'er's expression was half-smile.

"Don't you think you are invincible? Don't you think you can easily take down the Imperial City? Don't you think that once you enter the Imperial City, you can step on the faces of the royal relatives, nobles, and high-ranking officials and make them cry for mercy?"

The generals' faces turned red when they heard her words. They felt ashamed to have their secret thoughts exposed under the sun.

"Of course, having a goal is not a bad thing. However, I cannot see the huge gap between my strength and the enemy's, and I foolishly rush forward to die. This is like serving food to others, wasting my firewood, rice, noodles, vegetables and meat."

See that some of them are still dissatisfied.

Lin Qiuer suddenly became furious and grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it away. The teacup fell to the ground and the fragments flew all over, hitting the generals.

"You think our small force is impressive, don't you? Heh... do you think you can defeat the elite troops of the entire Nanyue Kingdom gathered in the imperial city? Or are you smarter than the ministers and the grand secretaries?"

"This...Aren't you the witch doctor here?" Someone flattered Lin Qiuer subtly.

"Witch doctor, why are you boosting other people's ambitions and destroying your own prestige?" someone muttered.

Hearing that they still hadn't figured out why she stopped here, Lin Qiuer suddenly felt tired.

She waved her hand and said to Yun Zhihe, "Forget it, forget it. To prevent you from embarrassing me when you go out, Master Yun, please give these people a lecture on the affairs of the Imperial City."

"No problem, I'll take care of it."

Yun Zhihe also watched the excitement and was satisfied. Naturally, he would not refuse Lin Qiuer's request. He turned around and led the generals out of the tent.

"Come on, let me tell you about what I encountered in the Imperial City during my travels over the years."

After everyone had left, the tent fell silent again, leaving only the sound of Lin Nancheng occasionally flipping through documents.