The Regent's Koi Princess

Ah!

Watching her hurriedly fleeing back, Lin Qingyue shook his head helplessly. Why was she just like his sister, flirting and running away without caring about others?

After drinking the medicine, Lin Qingyue got out of bed and put on his coat. Just as he was about to go to Tang Baokun to discuss something, he unexpectedly walked in, followed by Long Xiaotian, Ba Daoyun and Kuang Shafei.

As soon as he saw Lin Qingyue getting out of bed, Tang Baokun quickly walked to his side, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, looked at him kindly and said: "How are you, Qingyue? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Looking at his future...father-in-law in front of him, Lin Qingyue did not dare to neglect him.

Lin Qingyue's words revealed urgency. He looked at Tang Baokun with a firm gaze, clasped his hands slightly and bowed. That gesture showed both respect for the elders and a determination that could not be ignored.

"Thank you very much, Uncle Tang, for your concern. Qingyue is now fine."

He originally wanted to call him Lord Tang, but felt it was inappropriate, so he inadvertently changed his words slightly, as if to avoid suspicion and appear more decent and humble.

In fact, it is for future convenience.

After all, he is his future father-in-law.

Then, he straightened up, his eyes swept across everyone in the room, and finally fell on Long Xiaotian behind Tang Baokun. The two men's eyes met, and without saying anything, they already understood the tacit understanding and trust between each other.

"Time is of the essence now, so let's not waste time on polite conversation."

Lin Qingyue's words were sonorous and powerful. He turned and walked to the table, tapping lightly with his fingertips, as if every tap touched everyone's heartstrings.

"After suffering a loss once, we can't just sit there and wait for death. Therefore, our most urgent task is to seize the time to formulate a battle plan.

The enemy's movements are changing rapidly, and we must seize the initiative to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

After saying this, he picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and began to outline the strategic layout on the rice paper. Every stroke seemed so decisive and precise, as if the entire battle situation was already under his control.

At this moment, Lin Qingyue exuded a strange glow all over his body.

I saw the tip of the pen in his hand jumping on the rice paper, like a general commanding thousands of troops, and every mark of ink contained profound strategic considerations.

Sometimes his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at every detail on the map, and sometimes they became as deep as the sea, as if he could see into future changes on the battlefield.

"Qingyue is not very talented. I can barely read and write. When it comes to the battle plan, I can only give a few superficial opinions.

According to Qingyue's plan, Brother Long would lead a team to attack the enemy from the east, Ba Daoyun and Kuang Shafei would lead the team to attack the west, and Qingyue and Tang Shibo would lead the team to attack the north.

Remember, we are only feinting an attack. Our purpose is to lure out the enemies so that we can defeat them one by one when they are scattered.

Remember, we have a secret weapon in our hands, so there is no need to confront Zheng Shanmin head-on.

Tomorrow at noon, when the horn sounds, we will attack at the same time.

We must make the enemy think that we are fighting desperately, and at the same time, we must confuse the enemy into thinking that we are lacking in strength. Remember, we must pay attention to safety, and after the attack, we must evacuate quickly, and when everyone returns to a safe point, we can use our secret weapon to deal with them properly.

After all, it is impolite not to reciprocate. Since they have already made a move on us, there is no need for us to be overly polite.

Just give it your best and just take a look at the power of the treasure Xier made."

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tent and shone onto his focused face, giving him a layer of golden glow that attracted the attention of the surrounding generals.

Tang Baokun looked at him and nodded with satisfaction. He was indeed the man that Ruer loved. This young man was quick in analyzing problems and his arguments were logical and to the point.

really……

The ancients did not let me down, and their disciples surpassed their masters.

Long Xiaotian stood to one side, his hands behind his back, his eyes full of approval. He had never seen such a young, yet calm and talented scholar.

It was indeed the person Xi'er strongly recommended. He had misjudged her, always thinking that Lin Qingyue was just a show-off.

Unexpectedly, every suggestion of Lin Qingyue hit the nail on the head. Not only did he take into account the terrain and distribution of troops, he also cleverly incorporated psychological tactics, which made people admire his foresight.

Ba Daoyun and Kuang Shafei looked at each other with surprise and admiration in their eyes. As veterans of many battles, they had to admit that Lin Qingyue had unique insights on strategic layout that were not inferior to theirs.

As soon as Lin Qingyue finished speaking, several people praised him at the same time.

Kuang Shafei was the first to speak: "This is the first time I've heard a weak scholar analyzing the battle situation and he's actually better than us warriors who have only known how to fight and kill for a long time."

Then he clasped his fists and looked at Lin Qingyue with approval:

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. It really opened my eyes. I admire you."

"Um"

Tang Baokun, who had not spoken for a long time, looked at everyone and nodded: "Just follow your coach's plan. Have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow, we will go on a killing spree."

"Yes"

……

next day

At dawn, a faint blue-purple hue appeared in the sky, and the military camp was filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Lin Qingyue was wearing silver-white armor, and he looked even more heroic in the morning light. The long sword in his hand was shining coldly, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the ground. Every slight tremor seemed to foreshadow the coming storm.

He took a deep breath and swept his sharp eyes over the soldiers in front of him who were ready to go. Determination and fearlessness were written on each of their faces.

He shouted in a deep voice: "In this battle, we must defeat the Nanjing barbarians in one fell swoop and let this land bathe in the sunshine of peace again! The horn sounded, soldiers, listen to my command--"

After saying this, he suddenly raised his sword high up, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky. In the morning light, the sword light and the morning light complemented each other, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

With his order: "Let's go!"

The sound of drums suddenly rang out, shaking people's hearts like thunder, and the passionate war songs followed, echoing over the military camp, inspiring the blood and fighting spirit of every soldier.

In an instant, all the soldiers shouted in unison, "Kill!" The sound shook the earth, like thousands of troops galloping past, with tremendous momentum.

The dust under their feet was rolled up by the momentum, forming yellow smoke screens that blocked the morning light. Lin Qingyue led the way, his silver-white armor shining brightly in the morning light. He galloped on his horse, waving his long sword, bringing up gusts of sharp sword wind. Wherever he passed, it seemed as if even the air was split in two.

The soldiers followed closely behind, the sound of horses' hooves roared like thunder through the sky, and there was a burning desire to fight in everyone's eyes. They were not afraid of life or death, just to protect the homeland behind them.

Their charging posture was like a tiger descending from a mountain, unstoppable. The sun shone through the dense clouds, shining on every figure who bravely moved forward, giving this decisive battle a layer of tragic and sacred glory.

Zheng Shanmin’s camp gradually came into view, and it was about to become a battlefield where they would demonstrate their courage and wisdom.