The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Lord Sikong abandoned his usual laziness and began to take up his riding whip early every morning to check on the soldiers' training. If anyone slacked off even slightly, the whip would lash them. He also conducted daily housekeeping inspections. If Lord Sikong found anything even slightly displeasing, that squadron would suffer!

During this time, the soldiers came to a deep understanding that this Minister of Works was actually a complete devil. During this time, they fully realized what it meant to be subjected to quilt drills, what it meant to be collectively punished, and what it meant to be in hell!

Every time they saw Lord Sikong walk across the training ground with a tense and gloomy face, they were so scared that they didn't dare to utter a sound.

After more than a month of arduous and demanding training, the gloom on Lord Sikong's face began to dissipate. He then began to assign some soldiers to form companies to engage in sideline work on the border of the Liao Dynasty, leaving the training to Mei Ruhua and Meng Benbo. The soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, whenever Lord Sikong led his eight military commanders and a certain squadron out of the city, he would only return after ten days or half a month. Moreover, each time he returned, he would bring back a lot of spoils of war, and no one knew where he and his squadron of hundreds of men had gone.

Soon, the army's food began to improve, various challenges were set up during training, and those who performed well in daily training could get extra food. The winner of the ten-day project assessment could take a day off and spend a free night in a brothel in the city, with the expenses borne by Lord Sikong.

The soldiers' enthusiasm has greatly increased. They feel like they have inexhaustible energy every day during training. For the sake of good food and drink, and beautiful women, this little bit of training is nothing!

Gradually, everyone felt that Lord Sikong was becoming more and more approachable. For example, occasionally when he came back, he would train with them. Of course, don't be fooled by his slender figure, thin waist and arms. When he trained, he was like a madman. Even a whole squad couldn't beat him in a one-on-one fight. Everyone was curious about why he had suddenly become so powerful. However, he only responded with a mysterious smile.

Later, the Minister of Works spoke up, giving all the soldiers a chance every ten days to choose the strongest squadron to challenge him one-on-one. The winner would receive a day off for the entire army and an extra meal, but no more than half of the winning soldiers would participate in the next challenge.

So, all the soldiers in the army recommended the best fighters from their respective squadrons, and the entire camp became incredibly lively and united because of this; their ideals were aligned.

Guided by the important thought of the Three Represents, we will conscientiously implement the military guidelines and training plans for the new era, closely focus on the goal of overthrowing the Grand Commander, unify our thinking, pool our strength, boost our morale, strive to improve training, and work together to achieve our goal.

……

Another month passed, and the autumn colors in Maran City grew stronger, and the weather became colder and colder, especially at night when the temperature was particularly low.

Inside the Sikong Mansion, the fireplace in Lord Sikong's study was also lit.

That night, as usual, Sikong Jin had dinner and then returned to her study to handle government affairs. However, she had just sat down and hadn't even read a few memorials when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Butler Wu? Is the master inside?"

It was the voice of the deputy general, Mei Ruhua, and it sounded somewhat flustered and anxious.

"General Mei? What happened?"

"I'm asking if the adults are here?"

Mei Ruhua had no time for words and immediately let out an anxious shout.

"Yes! The master is in the study!"

The words had barely faded when she heard hurried footsteps. Sikong Jin frowned slightly, about to put down the memorial in her hand, when suddenly a loud banging on the door rang out. She instinctively looked up and saw Mei Ruhua rushing in in a panic.

"Sir, something terrible has happened!"

Mei Ruhua's beautiful face was filled with anxiety and unease, a heavy look between her brows. Before Sikong Jin could speak, she rushed over and said with heartache, "My lord, news just came from the border. General Zhang Feng and his men were suddenly attacked by the Liao army from Tashe City during a routine border patrol. A fierce battle ensued, but due to the disparity in troop strength, General Zhang Feng and his more than three thousand brothers were outnumbered and their entire army was wiped out. General Zhang Feng was killed in action, and even the soldier who returned to report the news was stabbed in the back and is now unconscious!"

"What did you say?"

Sikong Jin was startled, slammed the memorial in her hand shut, and stared intently at Mei Ruhua. "Say it again!"

Mei Ruhua trembled, her heart heavy with grief, tears welling in her eyes. Her voice choked with emotion, "My lord, General Zhang Feng and his three thousand brothers were ambushed by the Liao army on the border of Liao. The entire army was wiped out. General Zhang Feng was killed in action, and none of the three thousand brothers have returned..."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin was stunned. His face turned ashen, and his mind went blank for a moment. He stared blankly at Mei Ruhua, who was almost crying, his hands trembling slightly as he tightly gripped the memorial.

"None of the three thousand brothers have returned? Zhang Feng has been killed in action?"

Sikong Jin silently murmured, a flicker of her slightly dimmed eyes, and then fell silent...

"grown ups……"

Mei Ruhua looked at Sikong Jin with some worry. General Zhang Feng was also one of the master's favorite generals. Just a few days ago, the master praised him for being capable and good at leading troops. Unexpectedly, he suddenly received such bad news today.

"You just said that the Liao army in Tashe City launched a surprise attack on them?"

After a long while, Sikong Jin slowly raised her head. Her dim gaze had returned to its usual calm, but now it held a chilling coldness. Mei Ruhua could even sense a fierce killing intent in her eyes.

"Yes, sir, they are the garrison of Tashe City!"

Mei Ruhua replied.

Who is the current general guarding Tashe City? What is the situation inside the city?

Sikong Jin's tone was icy, and her fair and beautiful face was filled with a chilling murderous aura.

"It's Qihar, the son of the famous general Gesu. General Zhang Feng was stabbed through the heart by him... Our secret agents have confirmed that the city's garrison has indeed amassed nearly 150,000 troops, just as you predicted!"

'Snapped! '

As soon as Mei Ruhua finished speaking, Sikong Jin slammed his hand on the table and stood up. His gloomy eyes were filled with cold melancholy, and a chilling killing intent suddenly burst forth from his body. He coldly shouted, "Go and issue the order immediately! Command all battalions and detachments to assemble as quickly as possible, bringing enough food for half a month, as well as warm clothing and tents. Leave 5,000 soldiers to guard Malan City, and the rest of the soldiers to prepare for the expedition. The army will set off in one hour! Go now!"