Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

Chapter 89 The comfort of the old father, the first emperor

"Border victory, could it be the son of Changfeng, what heaven-defying record has really been achieved?"

"Thinking too much, it must be the victory of the two generals, Meng Tian and Wang Ben. As for the extremely reckless Highness, it will be a miracle if he can come back safely!"

"I hope that this time I can suffer a little loss, and don't lose the lives of innocent soldiers in vain!

"If this leads to the loss of soldiers and generals, see how I impeach him for nonsense!"

"It's okay, looking at the look of General Xin Sheng, the situation should be good, maybe the Huns are already badly injured!"

"Thinking too much, our cavalry is far inferior to the prairiemen. Even if the infantry can defeat the prairiemen, they can't catch up with them at all. It is estimated that the results are better than before."

"Why can't it be the son of Changfeng and the two generals who played triumphantly across the board?"

"How can it be?"

"That's the steppe barbarians, any tribe can pull out hundreds of thousands of cavalry!

"Even if it is two generals, it is a big victory to rely on the Great Wall defense line to repel the opponent. He is just a few times in the experience of suppressing bandits, and he has no more than a thousand horses, what can he do!"

"That may be true!"

"Huh! If that Highness can win this 050 times, I won't be named Zhao from now on!"

The civil and military officials also talked about it. In their words, they were quite disdainful of winning Changfeng.

The last time Zhao Gao's rebellion involved many important officials in the court. Many people were dismissed from office and even ransacked their families. Even the two prime ministers, Li Si and Wang Wan, had to "return to their hometown."

This made many surviving officials feel sad.

The original impression of winning Changfeng is not so good. Naturally, it is getting worse. In the hearts of many people, it is the best to win Changfeng and die on the grassland.

Otherwise, in case this notorious Highness really sat in that position, the entire court, the entire Daqin, would not be completely "chaotic".

"The court is clamoring, or when the military plane is serious, what kind of style is it?"

Yushi doctor Meng Yi frowned slightly and snorted coldly.

Many courtiers quickly closed their eyes and returned to their own positions.

"Keep on reading!"

Ying Zheng glanced at the faces of the sentient beings in the court, and waved his hand indifferently.

The kid Changfeng was right. Many people in this courtroom were indeed corrupted beyond hope.

If you don't absorb a batch of younger and more aggressive, the key is to bring in the fresh blood of your homeland, and the entire Daqin officialdom will really be completely hopeless.

It's no wonder that Changfeng is so extreme and impatient that he is really forced by this group of bastards.

Now I only hope that the bastard can return safely, even if he cannot achieve a big victory, or even a small defeat, it is still within the acceptable range of winning politics.

Of course, there is also a faint expectation in the heart of the winning government.

It's just that even he himself felt that such a probability was too low.

The reason why a miracle is a miracle is that it is actually too difficult.

If it can create miracles every time, then it is no longer a human being, and it can be called a god.

The minister above the court also withdrew the rest of his thoughts and prepared to listen to the sound.

No one who can successfully enter and stay in the court is simple.

After calming down, they naturally wouldn't know what the thin report in Xin Sheng's hand meant.

It can be said that it is related to the inheritance of the whole Da Qin Empire and the future of the entire Da Qin!

Xin Sheng took a deep breath again, barely calmed down his ecstatic heartbeat, and read with a slightly trembling voice.

"On the third day of August in the thirty-fourth year of the First Emperor, Wang Ben, the weird minister, succeeded in ambushing 30,000 elites such as the head of the Xiongnu chief Duman in the Yinshan Mountains based on the instructions of His Highness Changfeng!

His voice hasn't finished yet.

An exclamation suddenly sounded in the Great Hall.

"What, really made that highness succeed!"

"Touman, isn't that the Great Khan who founded the Xiongnu!"

"If this thief can be killed, the Xiongnu, who has just been founded not long ago, will inevitably fall into chaos!" (bhec)

"As long as he dies, in order to fight for the position of the Great Khan, the Huns are likely to fight on their own!"

"The other two forces on the grassland, Donghu and Dayueshi, will certainly not miss this best opportunity!"

"Once the tribal melee starts, the situation is likely to intensify, until it can't be cleaned up completely, and the entire prairie is greatly injured!"

"I, Daqin, can take this opportunity to advance the border, spend a few years to build an elite cavalry, and thoroughly consolidate the grassland defense line!"

The courtiers stared their eyes straight, and their faces were full of incredible expressions.

Just like Nei Shiteng, Dunqiang, and Meng Yi sincerely considered Daqin, and knew that winning politics is important to winning Changfeng, all of them smiled.

In the report just now, General Wang Ben deliberately pointed out that this was a point raised by His Highness Changfeng.

In this way, even if His Highness himself failed to achieve great victory or even lost, as long as he returned safely, he could still become a great hero of Da Qin.

After all, without the boldness of this highness, and the lack of understanding of the grassland by Da Qin, even the general and king of great military exploits, it would be difficult to successfully set ambush so smoothly.

Even winning the government was relieved, and his face looked much better.

This kid finally did not let his father down, and gave a very satisfactory answer to the entire Da Qin.

All the ministers who had just raised doubts about winning against Changfeng showed embarrassment on their faces.

This Young Master Changfeng, why is luck always so good?

Before dealing with the remnants of Confucianism and Xiang Ni and other six countries, although it was a brilliant record, it was in Daqin after all. In their opinion, it was completely supported by His Majesty the First Emperor.

It's just your majesty to pave the way for his own son to succeed.

But now, such an unprecedented victory, and a great victory in a foreign land, no matter how unwilling they are, they have to admit that they have indeed won Changfeng own credit.

Many people couldn't help but complain secretly in their hearts.

These damn Huns, especially the formerly inexhaustible Touman Khan, didn't they show off before?

Now, how can you be like a wicked evil, easily caught up with the strategy of a reckless boy like Changfeng, and stupidly enter the ambush?

Xin Sheng who was also relieved, saw the next content on the battle report, his face suddenly coughed!

Shocked, unbelievable, ecstatic.

His body is shaking a little!

It's incredible!

Master Changfeng, it's like a god descended from the earth!

"Xin Sheng!'

"Why don't you keep reading?

Could something happen?"

Seeing Xin Sheng's obviously wrong expression, Ying Zheng's heart suddenly shook again.