Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

The weather in mid-to-late June was extremely hot. The scorching sun baked the earth, and even the air was filled with a burning smell.

In the palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Empress Wu Zhao sat at the imperial desk, tightly holding a handwritten letter from the Chu Emperor Chu Ning in her hand, a rare hint of hesitation appearing between her brows.

She knew very well that Chu Ning was at a critical moment in the destruction of the Wei Kingdom. With just one more effort, he could completely break through the last line of defense of the Wei Kingdom.

If the Chu army were to send troops to support the Great Zhou at this time, it would definitely delay Chu Ning's plan to attack and destroy the Wei State, and might even give the Wei State a chance to catch its breath.

But if they don't ask for help, can the 200,000 soldiers and horses on the front line of the Great Zhou really stop the fierce attack of the 300,000-strong army of the Han Dynasty?

Although she believed in the ability of General Xue Huaide who was currently on the front line, the Han Dynasty was taking the initiative this time with all the famous generals in the world.

Xue Huaide had to deal with so many famous generals at once, and with so many soldiers to command, it was probably difficult for him to take care of the entire situation.

Once the Han army seizes the opportunity, a small mistake may change the entire situation of the battle.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhao frowned, her eyes slowly swept over the ministers standing solemnly in the hall, and she spoke in a deep voice:

"My dear ministers, the Han Dynasty has declared war on our dynasty and has mobilized 200,000 troops to reinforce the front lines. Together with their original 100,000 garrison troops, the total number is 300,000."

"Our army only has 200,000 soldiers on the front lines. The disparity in strength makes it difficult to hold out for long."

She paused slightly, gently placed the letter in her hand on the table, and continued:

"Now the Emperor of Chu has sent a letter asking if he should send troops to support our dynasty. This matter is of great importance. What are your opinions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the ministers in the hall came out and expressed their opinions.

The Minister of War took the lead and stepped forward, saying loudly, "Your Majesty, I believe the Chu army should be dispatched! This time, the war between our dynasty and the Han dynasty was originally caused by our aid to Chu. Now that our army is short of manpower, the Chu army should provide support!"

The Minister of Revenue also echoed, "That's right! If the Chu army doesn't split up, our army of 200,000 will be against 300,000, and our chances of victory are slim. If the front lines collapse, the Han army will advance straight in, and our dynasty will be in danger!"

However, the general snorted coldly and retorted:

"Ridiculous! The Chu army is now attacking Wei with all its might. If we divide our forces now, won't our efforts be wasted? If Wei gets a break, it will become a disaster in the future!"

The Minister of Rites also said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if the Chu army splits its forces to support Wei, the war will definitely be delayed, and it may even give Sima Yi an opportunity to turn the tide. This will only cause unnecessary complications and must not be allowed!"

An official echoed: "That's right. If the Chu State is distracted at this moment, all our previous efforts may be wasted!"

The ministers argued endlessly, some advocated seeking help, while others insisted on independence, and the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense.

As Wu Zhao listened to everyone's opinions, she became more conflicted. Finally, her eyes fell on Prime Minister Di Ying, who remained silent.

"Prime Minister, what do you think about this?"

Di Ying looked solemn, took a step forward, and said with a bow:

"Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly."

He paused briefly, then said firmly, "I believe that we should mobilize the remaining elite troops in our dynasty to reinforce the front line, rather than relying on the Chu army to divide its forces!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the palace.

The Minister of War immediately retorted, "Your Excellency, this is wrong! Our dynasty has only a hundred thousand remaining troops. Even if we mobilize all of them to the front, we'll only have three hundred thousand against three hundred thousand. We have no advantage! If the war goes against us, the consequences will be disastrous!"

The Minister of Revenue was also worried and said, "Yes, if our army is defeated, the Han army will take advantage of the situation and march south. Our hinterland will be left without troops to defend, and the country will be in danger!"

"Prime Minister, you can't favor Chu just because our dynasty has a good relationship with Chu."

However, Di Ying remained calm and said slowly:

"While what you all say makes sense, if the Chu army splits up, the war with Wei will inevitably be delayed."

"If Wei is not destroyed, the Chu army will be caught in the dilemma of fighting on two fronts, which will not benefit our dynasty either."

"As for the claim that I am biased towards the State of Chu, that is incorrect. I am only considering this matter from the perspective of what is most beneficial to our dynasty."

He looked at Wu Zhao with a determined gaze: "Your Majesty, since the founding of our Great Zhou, have we ever been afraid of a powerful enemy?"

"Although the Han army is large this time, our soldiers are brave and good at fighting, so we may not be unable to defeat them!"

Wu Zhao pondered for a long time, and finally nodded slowly: "Prime Minister, what you said is absolutely right."

She stood up, her eyes blazing as she gave the order in a clear voice: "Pass on my decree. Order Wu Tong to immediately mobilize 100,000 elite troops from across the country to reinforce the front lines. Hand them over to General Xue Huaide for unified command!"

"In this battle, the Great Zhou will not burden our allies. We must let the Chu army fully attack and destroy the Wei Kingdom!"

Seeing that the empress had made the decision, the ministers, although still worried, did not dare to say anything and bowed their heads to accept the order.

After leaving court, Wu Zhao did not return to her bedroom to rest, but went straight to the martial arts training ground in the harem.

In the martial arts arena, Wu Xiuning, who was only seven years old, was holding a silver spear and practicing his spear skills with a nimble figure.

Although she is still young, her every move is quite skillful and it is obvious that she is extremely talented.

Seeing Wu Zhao coming, she immediately put away her gun and stood up, smiling and saluted:

"I have met His Majesty!"

Wu Zhao smiled slightly and asked, "How is your martial arts training going?"

Wu Xiuning raised her little face proudly: "Seven or eight imperial guards are no match for me!"

Wu Zhao laughed and shook her head, saying, "They are just giving in to you."

Wu Xiuning pouted unconvincedly, "No way! They all used their full strength. If you don't believe me, Your Majesty, you can go ask them!"

As she spoke, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly leaned closer to Wu Zhao and asked mysteriously:

"By the way, you haven't told me the news about the big bad guy yet!"

Wu Zhao had no choice but to hand Chu Ning's letter to her.

After reading it, Wu Xiuning glared: "He is worried about Your Majesty and wants to send troops to support him!"

Wu Zhao sighed softly, "I have ordered Wu Tong to dispatch troops to reinforce the front line. I will not allow the Emperor of Chu to divide his forces."

Wu Xiuning's eyes rolled around, and she suddenly hugged Wu Zhao's arm with a smile:

"Your Majesty, why don't you let me follow General Wu to the front this time? I promise to repel the Han army!"

Wu Zhao frowned and said sternly, "Nonsense! The battlefield is no joke! Nearly 600,000 troops are clashing on both sides. The slightest mistake will lead to utter destruction. You are not going anywhere!"

After saying that, she turned and left, completely unaware of the sly smile that flashed across Wu Xiuning's face.

The little princess clenched her fists and thought to herself, "Hmph, even if you won't let me go, I'll go anyway! This time I'm going to show that bad guy how powerful I am!"

This time, both sides have 600,000 troops fighting, and there are many battlefields. If she goes to any battlefield at random, His Majesty will probably not be able to find him.

After defeating the Han Dynasty this time and making great military achievements, I will definitely make the big bad guy look at me with a strange look!