American Comics: BOSS Invasion

In Qi Shan's fragmented memories, memorials were common, but golden ones were rare. In his twenty-odd years, he had only seen one, and that was in his father's study.

How many years has it been!

According to the rules of the Great Qi Dynasty, whenever a golden memorial appeared, the emperor had to immediately deal with it, no matter what he was doing, even if he was in the bridal chamber.

This was more urgent than a fire of ten thousand urgency.

Naturally, Qi Shan was curious about such a prestigious memorial. He opened it and glanced through it, then was shocked.

It actually detailed the Southern Prince's defeat in battle.

The barbarian tribes had been restless in recent years, but this time was different from the one over a decade ago. This time, it was a large-scale invasion.

It seemed the orders came from the central alliance, but the specific details were still unknown.

The Grand Secretariat and Chief Military Strategist had dispatched all of their elite spies to investigate, but after more than three years, they had only managed to gather scattered pieces of information.

Qi Shan, the emperor, on the other hand, spent his days eating, drinking, and playing, not paying any attention.

Now, seeing the memorial, Qi Shan realized that the Southern Princess Consort had been leading a million-strong army on an expedition for a year and a half, and had advanced two thousand miles into barbarian territory.

Usually, in such a situation, the barbarians would have been utterly defeated and scattered, or at least unable to sustain their efforts. But this time was different. The barbarians' initial force of one hundred thousand was just an appetizer, and they had since gathered five hundred thousand more troops, and these troops were trained.

For the barbarians, this was as difficult as ascending to heaven. They were inherently slow-witted, with well-developed limbs and simple minds. Training such people into elite soldiers was almost impossible.

However, the impossible had happened before their eyes. The Southern Prince's army was crushed by the five hundred thousand barbarian troops.

The Great Qi Empire's army suffered heavy casualties. Although they managed to regroup and retreat over a thousand miles, they were currently holding their ground defensively. However, the barbarian army was advancing rapidly, and it was feared they wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

What was even more deadly was that the enemy's troop numbers had been constantly reinforced recently, and men and warriors from surrounding tribes were also spontaneously gathering.

The battle lines were stretched too thin, to the point where even the barbarian tribes living nearby had begun to converge on the battlefield, and the battle lines showed signs of expanding indefinitely.

"As expected, once they're full, they start to get restless!"

Qi Shan didn't seem to think much of it, but Li Dabian immediately knelt down, trembling slightly: "Your Majesty, you can't say that! The Great Qi Empire will last for ten thousand generations. The mere barbarians haven't been able to do anything to them for thousands of years, and they certainly can't now.

The Southern Prince is incredibly brave, and there are countless warriors in his family. Even if a million troops are lost, it's not a big deal. It's just a temporary setback. Once the follow-up troops arrive, they will surely be completely wiped out!"

Qi Shan waved his hand impatiently: "There's only you and me here, why say such nonsense! Pour me a cup of tea, and then you can leave!"

Li Dabian didn't know if the emperor was angry or not, but judging from Qi Shan's expression, he shouldn't be. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to pour Qi Shan a cup of tea. Then, he respectfully bowed and turned to leave the hall.

Just then, a eunuch came running in, tripping and crawling.

"Your Majesty, something bad has happened! Grand Secretary Zhang, he…"

Before the little eunuch could finish speaking, he was violently shoved from behind, sending him sprawling onto the ground. Behind him, an elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing a red court robe, strode in.

This old man had a commanding presence. He walked with vigorous strides. Although he looked to be in his sixties or seventies, he was still as sturdy as a bear.

The old man saw Qi Shan sitting behind the desk, holding a book in his hand. His eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together. Then, he knelt down as if pushing over a golden mountain or collapsing a jade pillar.

"Your subject Zhang Deliang greets Your Majesty. Your Majesty, the situation is urgent, please forgive your subject for entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation without reporting!"

Without waiting for Qi Shan to speak, the old man stood up directly.

Based on this old man's behavior and his actions in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was clear that this old man didn't take Qi Shan's predecessor seriously. The so-called emperor was just a title to them, nothing special.

Qi Shan calmly watched him without saying a word.

The old man didn't seem to notice Qi Shan's displeasure at all. He raised his voice, widened his eyes, and said to himself: "Your Majesty, things are bad. The Southern Prince's army's offensive has been thwarted, and now they can only barely rely on the mountainous terrain to temporarily block the barbarian army from entering the country.

And at this critical moment, the Tu tribe in the south has rebelled. An outlaw named Liu Liang has emerged from nowhere and gathered an army of 300,000, and has now declared himself king.

Your Majesty, the Tu tribe's rebellion is no small matter. In order to stabilize the foundation of our Great Qi, please use the Tiger Seal to dispatch the Flying Tiger Army to suppress the rebels!"

Qi Shan's eyes flickered slightly.

Interesting, the Tu tribe actually rebelled at this time. They really know how to pick their moment.

The current Great Qi Empire has reached a precarious state. The only reason it can barely hold on is because the southern granary is stable.

Even if the environment is harsh, being able to fill their bellies is enough to satisfy most of the people's desires.

And the Tu tribe's surrounding territory is where the empire's granary is located.

The Southern Prince's army is currently being held back by the barbarians, and the garrisoned troops on the border have been greatly reduced, so the defense of the granary will be much weaker.

The Tu rebels have gathered 300,000 people, which is enough to forcefully seize the granary area. If the south is thrown into chaos, the empire's food problem will be unsolvable. Then, the resulting chaos will surely snowball and quickly grow, eventually knocking down the crumbling Great Qi Empire.

The old man in front of him is the only military general among the cabinet ministers, but his personality is similar to Oboi's. He holds a high position, has great wealth, and studied under famous teachers when he was young. He has good relationships with many great Confucian scholars.

It can be said that he is not only adept at playing all sides, but also very strong himself.

This old fox is practically the Grand Marshal of the world's armies, but he is still eyeing the Royal-Direct Flying Tiger Army.

Because the Flying Tiger Army is selected from the world's armies, and after being re-forged by the Royal Secret Method, it has formed a Royal-Direct troop.

For thousands of years, it has been the highest military combat power of the Great Qi Empire.

Now, it's only a southern rebellion, but the old man wants Qi Shan to send out the Royal-Direct troops, and he doesn't hide his ambition at all.

It seems that these people have indeed long disregarded the emperor!