Chapter 352 Mobilizing Chang Qing
The wind, snow and lightning led the remaining soldiers and quietly blended into the vast night.

Ye Wuhen stood on the collapsed city gate, looking at the receding Daqian army with deep eyes.

He did not order a pursuit, as the outcome of this war did not depend on the gain or loss of a city or a place.

Minglong Pass is now in ruins.

But above these ruins lie the seeds of hope and revival for the future.

As the night deepened, the fighting gradually subsided.

But behind this war, there are deeper contests and games hidden.

Ye Wuhen knew the real war between the Yesha Army and Daqian.

It's just the beginning!
The remaining troops led by Fengxue and Lightning also set up camp in the mountains behind Minglong Pass.

He also dispatched 100,000 urgent troops to Qiandu to ask for help.

Although they temporarily lost the pass, they did not lose their confidence and fighting spirit.

Daily training and preparations are carried out in an intense and orderly manner.

As time went on, both sides were preparing for war.

In the mountains behind Minglong Pass, the armies of Wind, Snow and Lightning are growing stronger and their morale is high.

Inside the pass, Ye Wuhen was also strengthening his defenses in preparation for the upcoming war.

Inside Qiandu, the imperial palace is majestic, the palace walls are high, and the magnificent palace sparkles under the sunlight.

However, at this moment, Emperor Daqian Si Xiaofei had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery of the palace. He sat on the dragon throne with a grim face and anger flashing in his eyes.

An urgent battle report was hastily presented, and the news of the fall of Minglong Pass was like a heavy hammer, hitting Si Xiaofei's heart hard.

He slammed the imperial desk and shouted angrily, "Useless! The guards of Minglong Pass are all a bunch of useless people!"

The sound echoed in the hall, making everyone's ears buzz.

All the ministers were silent, with their heads hung, not daring to make a sound.

They all knew that the emperor was extremely angry, and any excuses at this moment would only add fuel to the fire.

Si Xiaofei took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger in his heart.

"My lords, now that Minglong Pass has been lost, the northern border is in danger."

"What good ideas do you have? Tell us quickly!"

The emperor's rage was like a violent storm. He glared at his ministers and asked in a stern voice:

The hall fell into silence. The ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak easily.

The war in the northern border concerns the safety of Daqian. If we are not careful, it may lead the country into an irretrievable situation.

"Your Majesty, the only solution now is to send reinforcements to the northern border as soon as possible to stabilize the war situation."

At this time, a minister plucked up the courage to stand up and said, "I bowed and said, 'You are not going to do this anymore.'"

"That makes sense, but who can take on this important task?"

The emperor frowned when he heard this and said after thinking for a moment.

The court fell silent again, and all the officials knew that what the Northern Frontier needed at this moment was a general who could turn the tide.

However, looking around the court, there are very few people who are capable of taking on this important task.

"Your Majesty, the current situation requires the personal intervention of Grand Tutor Gu Changqing of Daqian."

Finally, an old minister spoke in a trembling voice.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the court.

Gu Changqing is not only proficient in both civil and military strategies, but also a pillar of the country of Daqian.

However, he was currently suppressing the Yellow Turban Army in the south. How could he spare some time to go to the northern border?

"The Grand Master is currently suppressing a rebellion in the south. How can he be easily transferred?"

The emperor frowned, looked at the old minister deeply, and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, although the Grand Master is in the south, his prestige and wisdom are enough to intimidate the Night Evil Army in the northern border."

"Only if the Grand Master goes to the frontline in person can the army's morale be quickly stabilized and restored."

The old minister took a deep breath and said firmly. Si Xiaofei frowned, looking embarrassed, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

He knew that what the old minister said was true, but it was not easy to mobilize the Grand Tutor.

The atmosphere in the court became increasingly solemn, and all the ministers lowered their heads, not daring to look the emperor in the eye.

For a moment, the court fell into silence.

"Your Majesty, I have a plan that may work."

Just then, another minister stood up and bowed.

Emperor Si Xiaofei looked up and motioned for him to continue.

"We can send an envoy to the south at full speed to report the emergency in the northern border to the Grand Master."

"At the same time, we will mobilize elite troops from all over the country to rush to the northern border to relieve the urgent need."

The minister continued.

When Si Xiaofei heard this, a gleam of approval flashed in his eyes.

"This is a very good plan. Immediately send an envoy to the south to report to the Grand Tutor, and at the same time order the garrisons in various places to rush to the northern border to provide assistance."

He pondered for a moment and nodded.

Following the emperor's order, the court immediately became busy.

All the ministers took orders and left, preparing to mobilize troops and food to go to the northern border for support.

Si Xiaofei sat on the dragon throne, gazing deeply into the distance, his heart full of expectation and worry.

In a temporary camp on the southern battlefield, Gu Changqing was sitting in the main tent with a frown on his face. The Qiandu secret report in his hand was heavy, just like the worries in his heart at the moment.

The news of the fall of Minglong Pass caught him off guard, but what made him even more difficult was how to balance the war on the north and south fronts.

He knew very well that the Night Demon Army in the northern border should not be underestimated, but the Yellow Turban Army in the south under the leadership of Meng Zhang should not be underestimated either.

Meng Zhang is a military genius. If he goes north, the southern front will be in danger.

"Grandmaster, urgent military information, General Su Ye from Wuzhou sent a letter."

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the tent, and a messenger holding a letter knelt down in front of Gu Changqing, panting.

Gu Changqing took the letter doubtfully and read it carefully.

In the letter, Su Ye's handwriting was vigorous and powerful, expressing his determination to hold back the Yellow Turban Army in Luzhou for the Daqian Dynasty, so that Gu Changqing would have no worries and could focus on dealing with the war in the northern border.

"Is the content of this letter true?"

After reading the letter, Gu Changqing's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked up at the messenger and said in a deep voice.

"It is absolutely true, Master."

The messenger replied affirmatively, "It was delivered personally by General Su Ye's messenger."

Gu Changqing took a deep breath, and it seemed as if a huge stone in his heart fell to the ground.

He stood up, walked to the map, and carefully examined the battle situation on the north and south fronts.

With Su Ye's promise, he could at least put aside his concerns about the south temporarily.

At the same time, in the imperial palace of Qiandu, Si Xiaofei also received the same news.

After reading Su Ye's letter, a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, this move by Prince Yun is truly a blessing for our Great Qian."

A loyal minister sighed.

"Prince Yun is loyal and brave. This time he took the initiative to promise to hold back the hundreds of thousands of troops led by Meng Zhang of Luzhou, which helped Daqian solve its urgent problem. I am very pleased."

Si Xiaofei nodded, his eyes revealing approval of Su Ye.

"Your Majesty, sending the three princesses to marry Su Ye was a correct move."

"Now it seems that this Prince Yun is not only brave and good at fighting, but also a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, and is grateful to the royal family."

Another minister took over the conversation and sighed.

(End of this chapter)