Baili Moqing retracted his gaze and said calmly, "He wants to play, but the lives of my Tianqi border guards are not something he can afford to play with!"

Outside the Biluo Courtyard, two ragged beggars leaned against the wall. One of them quietly turned and left, while the other continued to sit in the corner, listening attentively to the sounds in the courtyard.

The next day, Nangong Xin entered the Beisha City military camp with the princess's token. The first thing she did was to find the generals of all ranks from the Beisha City defense forces and the Chengfeng Army.

Nangong Xin, who had entered the Beisha camp, was filled with pride. He held a longsword, wore silver armor, and sat upright in the main seat of the tent. As if to appear more imposing, he deliberately puffed out his chest and raised his head.

Below the main seat stood several soldiers wearing ragged uniforms, with stubble on their faces and confused expressions.

They lowered their heads and whispered to each other, wondering who this man had suddenly appeared, why he had the princess's order, and why he had inexplicably summoned them. What was his intention?

Nangong Xin waited for about half an hour, but no one came into the tent. The pride and satisfaction on his face gradually cooled.

"Are you the only generals in the entire Beisha camp?" The immature young man's face showed dissatisfaction, feeling slighted. "Why don't you come and pay your respects to the marching commander?"

"Marching Commander?"

The faces of several people under the tent changed slightly. This was a temporary command position set up during marches and battles. Previously, this position was occupied by King Dongli. Why was a young boy sent here now?

The Northern Di army is slowly approaching, the real war has already quietly begun, and the "marching commander" in front of them seems to be still out of the situation!

Who exactly was this "military commander"? Why would the imperial court entrust the Northern Expeditionary Army to such a person?

How can we fight this war if the imperial court acts like this?

"I'm asking you a question? Are you all mute?!" Nangong Xin looked at those people whispering with their heads down, furious. "Where are all the generals of the Beisha camp?!"

At this time, a man walked out of the tent and clasped his fists towards Nangong Xin, "Report to the General. The soldiers in the army have already set off. The remaining ones are some logistics troops."

"Set off?" Nangong Xin suddenly stood up from the main seat, his face grim, and grabbed the collar of the person who answered, "Where are you setting off to?"

"Go, help Chen Zhou!"

The man who spoke was named Hu Dong, about forty years old, a veteran in the army. Although currently only the brigade commander of the logistics department, he was always respected. Even the former King Dongli praised him for his excellent management of the cooking brigade, always smiling. This was the first time he had been grabbed by the collar and spoken to since becoming the brigade commander!

Nangong Xin threw him away, his face terribly gloomy, "Who gave them the right to mobilize the troops and leave?"

Hu Dong took two steps back, being supported by the people behind him. He concealed his displeasure and said indifferently, "It was General Zhang and General Bei who ordered it. At that time, there was no general manager!"

Nangong Xin's eyes flashed with ruthlessness when he heard this. "What do you mean? How dare you speak to me like that? Come here! Give me eighty blows of the military stick as a warning to others!"

Hu Dong was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Eighty military sticks, what does that mean?

For an ordinary person, being able to withstand fifty military sticks is already the limit. For someone of his age, thirty, not even fifty, would be enough to kill him! This new steward wants to use him as an example to scare others!

"Butler!"

"Butler, you can't do this!"

"Butler, please show some mercy!"

……

The soldiers who were on good terms with Hu Dong spoke up to stop him, but the more they pleaded, the more Nangong Xin felt that his authority was being challenged.

He raised his eyebrows, "Anyone who dares to plead for mercy will be guilty of the same crime!!"

The soldier guarding outside the tent looked hesitant, not knowing whether he should go in.

Hu Dong had shown his face before King Dongli before. If he were to be beaten with eighty military sticks, he would probably lose his life...

As the people outside the tent hesitated, Nangong Xin was even more furious and roared, "Where are the people? Are they all dead? I have the princess's order. Anyone who dares to disobey will be beheaded in public!!"

The golden princess's order filled everyone with fear. That was the order of the eldest princess! The person closest to the sky, King Dongli, was absent. Even General Bei could not disobey the order of the eldest princess. What else could they do?

The soldiers outside the tent thought about it again and again, and finally came in to carry Hu Dong out.

When screams were heard outside the tent, the people inside looked at each other and saw each other's complicated faces.

"Where is the messenger?"

At this time, Nangong Xin's voice shouted again.

A man came in from outside the tent, knelt on one knee, and responded loudly, "Here!"

Nangong Xin's expression softened slightly when he saw the messenger taking him seriously. He lowered his voice and said, "Hurry and send the order to recall all the troops and defend Beisha City to the death!"

The Beidi army was already stirring, and Beisha City only had tens of thousands of soldiers. How could they spare the strength to support Chenzhou? As long as he was there, Beisha City must be saved! This was a mission personally assigned to him by the Princess, and there was no room for error!

"Yes!"

After hearing this, everyone could only lower their heads and dared not say anything more.

After the messenger rode away on horseback, Shen Chuan in the Beidi camp also received the news.

"The commander-in-chief of the army has arrived from Beisha City? Isn't it Baili Moqing?"

A man was kneeling under Shen Chuan's desk, his head lowered, not daring to look at Shen Chuan's mask. He replied, "Not only that, but Yang You, the military officer from Beisha City, has sent word that Princess Tianqi has brought the imperial physician to see Prince Dongli. The physician said that Prince Dongli doesn't have much time left and could pass away at any time."

Shen Chuan stood up from her seat, the confusion in her eyes growing infinitely.

Not much time left?

But didn’t you just stand up a few days ago?

After all, which one is the real news?

Xu Zining looked at Shen Chuan and speculated, "Could it be that King Dongli deliberately spread false information to confuse us?"

"That Nangong Xin has already checked into the Beisha camp. This shouldn't be fake news. Rumors have been circulating in Tianqi Kyoto that the Princess and Baili Moyan are on the same side. Go, write a letter and ask him if the people the Princess brought with her are reliable."

After hearing this, Xu Zining nodded and wrote the letter immediately.

After leaving the tent, Shen Chuan asked Xu Zining, "If Beisha City really changes its military commander, will Baili Moqing's words still be effective?"

"This, shouldn't be possible?" Xu Zining stopped writing and thought of this problem.

After all, this army has always been strictly disciplined. Except for the Chengfeng Army, the defense army should only obey the orders of the marching commander.

"If that's the case, will the newly appointed Nangong Xin allow the Beisha City army to aid Chen Zhou?"

Shen Chuan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the expensive agarwood mahogany table, and a hint of hesitation appeared on her face under the mask.

"I think, except King Dongli, no one would send troops from Beisha City to foreign aid." Xu Zining said affirmatively.

After hearing this, Shen Chuan agreed with this view. His face darkened, and with a wave of his arm, the items on the table fell to the ground. "Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing, and now Nangong Xin shows up to get in the way! What a waste of my careful plan!"

Xu Zining's eyes darkened slightly as he put down his pen. He rolled up the letter and released it via carrier pigeon.

After everything was done, Xu Zining said, "Fifty thousand of the 100,000 vanguard troops have already arrived in Chenzhou. They launched a feint attack on Chenzhou this morning. Another 50,000 have also arrived at the Lanchen Avenue and are lying in ambush, waiting for the reinforcements from Beisha City to enter the encirclement. Furthermore, news came this morning that the Chengfeng Army and the defense troops have all left the city to aid Chenzhou. Everything is going according to plan. Even if we change the marching commander now, it's too late, right?"

"Report!"

Just as Xu Zining finished speaking, the voice of the messenger was heard outside the tent.

"Come in."

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, a secret letter has arrived from Beisha City. The new commander-in-chief has ordered the recall of all troops that were sent out of the city to aid Chenzhou."

Shen Chuan exuded a chill all over her body, and the dark and ferocious mask looked even more terrifying.

Xu Zining couldn't help but sigh, a look of regret on his face. The thing he'd worried about had finally happened.

"This way, all the forces of Beisha City will be concentrated again. With the Chengfeng Army, it will definitely not be easy for us to attack Beisha City again."

"Beisha City, are you still going to fight?"

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