Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Qin Ming seized the opportunity and quickly led his troops to chase forward.

But in the central region there is a vast wilderness.

After the enemy troops fled in different directions, Qin Ming could not catch up with any of them with the troops he had.

After fighting for most of the day, they finally retreated to the rear.

"Your Majesty, we've achieved quite a lot today. A conservative estimate is that we've defeated tens of thousands of people. The exact number of casualties is still being calculated."

Hearing what they said, Qin Ming nodded slowly.

"That's right, take the brothers back and have a good meal."

If such battles could happen a few more times, even if the enemy had a million-strong army supported by countless nobles, it would be impossible to stop their advance.

We didn't inflict heavy losses on them today.

We still need a few more battles to scare them completely.

Just as Qin Ming and his men were packing up and preparing to return to the military camp, a message suddenly came from downstairs.

"Your Majesty, we have encountered logistical problems. The rebellious nobles from various places have stopped all our supplies en route."

There were a great many of these people who rebelled.

The most important thing is that they are scattered all over the place. Once Qin Ming's troops gather in one place, they will not be able to have an effective influence on all places.

This also gave them an opportunity, especially after hearing that the front-line troops had begun fighting with him.

A huge gap is exposed.

Those nobles from all over the country who wanted to maintain their noble status chose to directly attack Qin Ming's logistics troops when they could not arrive at the scene.

This also hit Qin Ming and others' weak points.

The troops reserved behind them were not enough to deal with the attacks from all directions.

“How many resources are on hand now?”

He turned and spoke to Cao Chuan.

"That's enough for us to use for half a month."

Cao Chuan was quite knowledgeable about military supplies. After hearing what he said, Qin Ming slowly nodded.

"There's no need to have them transported from several ports separately. We can gather the troops in one place and transport them directly via the Yun family's route."

"But Your Majesty, this will definitely reduce the efficiency of transportation."

After hearing what Qin Ming said, Cao Chuan on the side suddenly hesitated. If they transported materials from several other ports, their supply would definitely be able to keep up.

After all, their large ships can continuously pour into the port from all directions and unload cargo.

But if the Yun family's route is used for single transportation, then their cargo throughput will be limited.

The port can only accommodate a few ships a day, which is definitely not enough to keep up with the consumption of Qin Ming's army.

"Do you have any idea?"

Qin Ming looked at Cao Chuan.

Cao Chuan pointed to the troops behind him.

"We can send a group of troops back to take on the task of transporting supplies."

"No, the route is simply too long. Even if we have more troops, it will be useless. If they charge forward fearlessly and engage in a war of attrition with us, these troops will be lost in the ocean if they are sent back."

At this time, Hei Fu suddenly spoke.

He was right. If Qin Ming wanted to fill the hole in this transportation route, all he could do was to divide his troops.

But they didn't know how many nobles there were in different places.

In order to maintain their aristocratic status, they will inevitably launch a crazy attack on Qin Ming.

If they accidentally find out the number of soldiers in the transport unit.

They brought ten times or a hundred times the number of people.

No matter how strong the Daqian troops are, they will be overwhelmed by the crowd.

"How about we wait and see if they can deliver the supplies as Your Majesty said? We shouldn't move forward for the next few days."

Anyway, they are now fighting a war of attrition. What Cao Chuan said makes sense. Qin Ming thought for a moment and then slowly nodded.

This is the only thing we can do now.

Soon they brought their troops back to the barracks and informed Ye Shoujiang of the news.

After hearing this decision, Ye Shoujiang was still frowning.

Qin Ming saw his worry and took the initiative to ask:

"Any concerns?"

"We want to fight a war of attrition now, but if the enemy doesn't continue fighting with us and instead drags on the battlefield, it will be troublesome."

The situation described by Ye Shoujiang is very likely.

Qin Ming originally wanted to use powerful means to directly intimidate the enemy's million-strong army, thereby achieving the effect of forcing the enemy to retreat.

This would save some effort, and after driving them away, they could enter the imperial city and start the final battle with Emperor Yan.

But now it seems that the old nobility is extremely powerful.

When their forces are gathered together, even Qin Ming's troops will find it difficult to shake them.

They can kill thousands or even tens of thousands of people on the battlefield.

But when the enemies found out that someone in the rear had intercepted Qin Ming's supplies.

The deterrent effect that Qin Ming wanted to create no longer existed.

Everyone will understand that their glory is only short-lived.

As long as their weapons and ammunition are exhausted, they are no different from ordinary troops. They will fight with themselves with cold weapons, get injured, and bleed!

At that time, no matter how powerful Qin Ming's troops were, it would be difficult for them to achieve victory and they would soon be able to win.

Military morale is a very mysterious thing.

"Is there any way to break the deadlock?"

Seeing that the strategy of conquering the heart was no longer effective, he prepared to ask Ye Shoujiang's opinion.

He has seen a lot of battlefields, and his opinion in this regard is very important.

As if sensing Qin Ming's worry, Ye Shoujiang spoke to comfort him:

"But don't worry, Your Majesty. We won't be defeated. At worst, we can retreat and arrange for half of the troops to fight their way back and bring back the supplies."

"But if we do that, the battle will be dragged out for several months, and the troops will have to travel back and forth, which will consume a lot of resources."

Qin Ming sighed slowly and said:

"Yes, the battle is almost over. Adding unnecessary complications at this time will only increase the cost."

What Qin Ming wanted was a solution that had the best of both worlds, not a solution that would involve splitting up the troops and fighting to the death, which would result in one thousand casualties for eight hundred of his own troops.

Such a victory is actually very tragic.

"I'll check for any loopholes in their defense over the next couple of days. If there are any, I'll have people try to deplete the enemy's numbers. But don't get your hopes up too much. If nothing works, we'll have to move back to the base."

Ye Shoujiang spoke and prepared to do things step by step.

Qin Ming nodded, then returned to the tent to think about a solution.

Inside the tent, Yan Ziqiong prepared some food early and waited for Qin Ming to return.

I saw that he looked gloomy when he came back.

She walked forward, gently massaged his shoulders, and asked softly:

"Your Majesty, I have heard about what happened next. Now we can build a transmission line through the Ouyang family and my territory to get your supplies to you faster."

"However, there may be some risk of being robbed during this period. After all, those nobles still put a lot of effort into maintaining their status."

"Maintain your position..."

Qin Ming heard a few extremely important words in a trance, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"By the way, this is it."