Yuan Qingling almost jumped up when he heard these words, "You are going to go to war?"

The Supreme Emperor was not satisfied with her reaction and snorted, "Why do you still look down on us?"

When we were fighting, you didn’t know where you were.”

"Yes, we were wearing battle robes to fight the enemy before in the palace courtyard?"

Xiaoyao Gong said.

Yuan Qingling said anxiously: "What's the same?"

At that time, Prince Anfeng and his wife were there too."

"Even if they are not here, we are not far from here. Besides, this battle is crucial, and they may come too."

The Supreme Emperor's Way.

"However, there are military generals in the court, so why do you need to be in charge?

This is absolutely impossible. The battlefield is so dangerous. The Supreme Emperor, you are breathing after walking a few steps now. Your heart is not good and you can't go."

Yuan Qingling simply thought it was a joke. The Supreme Emperor was so in poor health that he almost died a few years ago. Although he was rescued, he was not necessarily strong these years. He always got sick from time to time, heart disease, asthma, and these are not minor illnesses. If he really had an attack on the battlefield, who could save him?

Yuan Qingling never disagrees.

But the other party did not intend to seek her consent, and said simply and roughly: "We have decided!"

Yuan Qingling was so amused that time, a war in the villa was fought. Is he addicted to it?

Are you still addicted to fighting?

"Crown Princess," Xiaoyao Gong changed his seat and sat on the Grand Master's chair, already showing the power of a marshal. "I ask you, the two armies are facing each other, and the strength is very different. Is the strong one win or the weak one win?"

Yuan Qingling looked at his wise eyes, "This, if the strength of the troops is very different, the strong will naturally have a higher chance of winning."

"Very good. You are not saying that the strong win, but that the winning odds are big. So what if the weak win is under the huge gap between strength and weakness, what should we do if we want to increase the winning odds of the weak?"

"This...weapon?"

"I don't know if the weapon can be successfully developed yet, just from the existing conditions."

Yuan Qingling shook his head, "I don't know how to march and fight."

Xiaoyao Gong smiled and said, "Brave, the brave will win. We have fought many battles with great strength and weakness, and most of them are fighting against the Beimo people. The Beimo people have suffered great losses, so the Beimo people are very afraid of us. Of course, they are mainly afraid of Prince Wei Ge Anfeng, and when we take command, we first defeated the Beimo people. Furthermore, we personally took charge with the Supreme Emperor to go to war, and the morale in the army is greatly boosted. Has it greatly increased the chance of victory?"

Shoufu Chu also said, "Yes, Crown Princess, do you think we have to wear armor to fight when we really get to the battlefield?

No, we often command and arrange troops in the tent. We are too familiar with the people of Beimo. We know everything they are good at and not good at."

The Emperor said: "And we will be in charge, so don't we bring other generals?"

They are responsible for going forward to charge and conquer the battle. We will plan and cooperate with each other to improve the chances of winning in this battle. At that time, if the weapon is successfully developed and quickly sent to the border, we can win in one fell swoop and directly defeat him, Qin thief returns to his grandma's house!"

When the three of them said this, they were already full of fighting spirit, as if they were about to go to fight.

Although Yuan Qingling was very respectful, he still did not support it. The main reason was that the Supreme Emperor's health was really bad.

"It's too early to say this. My father and I don't agree to the war, and there are not many people in the court who support it."

The Supreme Emperor laughed strangely, "I still want him to agree?"

"Aren't you not interfering in political affairs?"

Yuan Qingling knew his principles and would not interfere if he could not intervene, especially such a big deal.

The Supreme Emperor looked at her and leaned back slowly, "The past non-intervention is for today's desperate intervention."

Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment, "Lao Wu doesn't know about this, right?"

"Just go back and tell him. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he knows or not. He can't fight. If he follows us onto the battlefield, he will know how to protect us. Where can he concentrate on fighting?"

Yuan Qingling shook his head slowly, "Then I guess he won't agree."

The Supreme Emperor laughed again, "What if he doesn't agree?

Can you stop us?”

Yuan Qingling said: "Grandfather, the battlefield is too dangerous, I hope you don't go."

Xiaoyao Gong bit betel nut and said carelessly: "We were originally a military general, but later one of us became emperors without doing our jobs, and two of us became high officials when we saw something strange, and we tried our best to manage this country. But we are military generals in our bones. The best destination for military generals is to return the corpse. I think that if we really want to die, dying on the battlefield is the destination we want most."

This made Yuan Qingling feel thrust in her heart, and she was about to be convinced. But when she remembered the Supreme Emperor's body, she looked at the Prime Minister unwillingly, "Does Madam Xi know about this?

She knows it, can't be sad?"

Madam Xi walked in from outside and said in a deep voice: "I agree!"

Yuan Qingling was stunned and looked at her, "Do you agree?

Do you know the battlefield is dangerous?"

"Know!"

Madam Xi sat beside her cooking tea, the mist was swaying, covering her gentle face. She looked at Chu Shoufu, then at Xiaoyao Gong and the Supreme Emperor, and said softly: "They have been to the battlefield many times. Every time, I will cook tea and wait for them to come back. Every time they return safely, I believe this is the case."

She looked at Yuan Qingling with red eyes, "Crown Princess, they have been protecting this country for most of their lives. Some of the things they have paid for are far better than this life. They have never retreated at that time, and now they will not know how to analyze the current situation and weigh the pros and cons. It is indeed more appropriate for them to be in charge. I will not stop it, because this is the value of their living in this world."

The Supreme Emperor looked at her and whispered: "Child, many things in this world cannot be as satisfactory, but you must not admit defeat if you have a breath. I would rather die on the battlefield than die quietly in this old palace in the deep palace."

Yuan Qingling burst into tears in an instant. She turned her head and wiped away the tears in her eyes. She looked at the broken gold spreading on the stone steps in front of the corridor. The threshold was painted before the New Year, covering the traces of time and showing new signs.

The palace gates were all the same, and I saw the mottled palace wall facing outside. The nanny said that it was right, that they had protected this country for most of their lives. Now that they wanted to continue to protect, who could stop it?

The hall was quiet and no one spoke anymore, but the atmosphere was not sad at all. The three giants looked at each other, and their eyes were still burning with the passion of their youth. The love for Northern Tang made them willing to put on armor and go to the battlefield in their late years. This is the destiny of the soldiers! "Do you still object?"

The Supreme Emperor asked her.
Chapter completed!