Chapter 1335
Young Master Liu rode a horse and walked slowly towards the house.

Along the way, he kept thinking about the deep meaning of Yunyang's words, but he didn't have the slightest clue until he reached the door of his house.

Yunyang's words were too cloudy, making himself completely confused.

The person in charge of the expedition, the first emperor, had already made a conclusion. Could it be that the father and emperor had left some behind-the-scenes before his grand tour?
But a person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, even if all the organs are exhausted, there will always be mistakes, no matter how smart a person is, it is impossible to calculate every step of the funeral.

After all, things are changing every day. How can a person lying in a coffin and turning into a skeleton know what happened in the world.

Young Master Liu believed in Li Zheng, but Liu Mingzhi absolutely did not believe that Li Zheng could do what Yunyang said.

"Master, you are back!"

"Well! Go ahead!"

Young Master Liu directly said that he threw the whip to Liu Song, and walked towards the inner courtyard unsteadily.

Holding the whip in his hands, Liu Song looked at the muttering figure of the young master in bewilderment. He didn't know what happened to the young master, why he looked like a different person when he went up to the court and when he retreated.

Just as Liu Song was leading Feng Xing towards the backyard, Liu Mingzhi's figure came back again and again.

In Liu Song's stunned expression, he took the whip and got on his horse and ran towards the door, watching Liu Song scratching his head and not knowing what happened.

What's wrong with the young master? Why do you feel that something is either wind or rain?
When the sun was about to rise to three poles, Young Master Liu was carrying a big luggage, with tiny beads of sweat on his forehead, he threw the horse to Liu Song again, and walked towards the inner courtyard with the luggage on his back.

Confused, Liu Song led the horse and stood in the distance for a while, and after making sure that the young master would not go back and forth again, he led Young Master Liu's mount Feng Xing towards the backyard.

"Yun'er, I came back to serve my husband, are you in the room?"

Young Master Liu opened the door and entered. There was no one in the room. Sandalwood was burning in the copper stove on the table, and there was a faint light smoke, and the cleaned room was filled with a light fragrance.

Qi Yun didn't know where she went. After calling twice, she confirmed that Qi Yun was not in the room. Young Master Liu shook his head wordlessly and put the luggage on his back on the table and opened it. Inside were stacks of neatly arranged bags. Memorial.

Filling up the tea, Young Master Liu poured himself a drink, holding a memorial and watched it meticulously.

One after another, Young Master Liu's complexion changed with the different memorials.

Some were amazed, some were suddenly enlightened after their doubts, and some were slightly wrinkled. The changes in Young Master Liu's complexion in just half a day were more exciting than in the past month.

At some point, Qi Yunou came in with some undergarments on her arms. Seeing her husband who was sitting on a chair concentrating on reading the memorial, she was stunned. She held her breath and walked into the room with soft steps.

Finding that her husband was all focused on the memorial and did not notice the slightest movement of her return, Qi Yun was a little puzzled, not knowing what the content of the memorial would make her husband so focused.

After all, in Qi Yun's impression, apart from reading the Analects with illustrations, the husband rarely reads something so attentively.

Lianbu lightly walked towards the closet behind the screen with her close-fitting clothes in her hands, and put the colorful and light clothes in the innermost part of the closet. Qi Yun walked out lightly and sat beside Young Master Liu, picked up a Young Master Ben Liu looked through the memorials he had read curiously.

Seeing the contents of the memorial, Qi Yun's pretty face was stunned. It turned out that the contents of the memorial were the memorials of General Yun Chong of the Huben Army about the use of troops over the years.

The detailed process of each use of troops is listed one by one in the memorial.

No need to think about it, the content of the rest of the memorial is undoubtedly the strategy of the other five generals in the past.

These memorials are said to be memorials, but from another perspective, it is not an exaggeration to call them unique military books.

These memorials are all sealed in the library of the Ministry of War, and it is not a big problem for the Ministry of War to obtain these memorials because the husband supervises the Ministry of Households.

Thinking of the six bells that resounded inside and outside the capital in the morning, and looking at the husband who was paying attention to the memorial, Qi Yun nodded with a sense of understanding.

It seems that the peace covenant signed by the three countries in Shanhaiguan has completely collapsed from its existence in name only.

That means the war is about to begin.

A decisive battle that determines the ownership of the world and is passed down through the ages is about to begin.

Qi Yun thought for a while, and her crescent eyebrows frowned slightly.

Based on her calculations just now, the Three Kingdoms, which have been cultivated for 30 years, will not be less than 150 million troops in this battle to determine the ownership of the world.

The concept of 150 million people is just a few words written on rice paper, and it is only a few words that are blurted out.

But once the formation is set up, no less than 150 million troops are placed on the battlefield, just the banner is a scene that can block out the sky and block out the sun.

There are many soldiers and many generals.

More than [-] soldiers, boundless.

There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, reaching the sky.

For more than 30 years, the Three Kingdoms have been resting and recuperating, not daring to make big moves, for fear of losing national strength and ruining ten years of hard work and development.

To this day, millions of troops rushed to the border, and it was a showdown.

During the 20 years of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, there were wars every year, and the number of casualties was about 220 million. During the Three Kingdoms period, talents came out in large numbers, and stars gathered.

Such a comparison means that the number of possible casualties in this national war will be an earth-shattering battle that cannot be matched in the first 300 years, and perhaps the next 300 years.

Although Qi Yun's guess is not very accurate, it is almost the same.

Not long ago, Young Master Liu and Li Baiyu's royal study had a correct calculation.

Dalong invested at least 73 in the main battle army, and the number of auxiliary troops has not yet been determined, but there may be about 30 to [-].

The Kingdom of Jin's main army of twelve guards is 60. Whether the 20 new army is true has not yet been determined, and the number of auxiliary soldiers will start at least 80.

Turks have no auxiliary soldiers, only more than 50 cavalry.

Only in this way, no less than 200 million troops were invested in this national war.

Even Young Master Liu couldn't believe it sometimes, so easily come up with so many soldiers and horses, is this still ancient?
Perhaps the battles recorded in the history books that involved millions of troops are not without a trace of credibility.

Qi Yun breathed a sigh of relief, watching the worry flash in the eyes of her husband, who was carefully flipping through the book of war.

As her husband's bedside person, she knows too well how much he hopes to rule the world peacefully.

But ten years have passed, and my husband's hope has finally come to nothing.

After all, the unification of the world depends on fighting to determine the ownership of the world.

Liu Mingzhi put down the last memorial, and subconsciously wanted to rub his forehead.

Qi Yun's cold and soft fingers were placed on her husband's forehead and kneaded at the right time. Liu Mingzhi was aroused, smelled the familiar fragrance and relaxed wholeheartedly, leaning on Qi Yun's arms and letting the beauty massage him.

"When did you come back, and you didn't call me your husband."

"I went to collect a few pieces of underwear. My husband knows that I never let others touch my underwear. When I came back, I saw that you were concentrating on reading the memorial, so I didn't bother you!"

"Are you under a lot of pressure? The last thing you want to see is war, but it will come as scheduled!"

Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly and sighed.

"Ugh"

"An unprecedented decisive battle involving millions of people!"

"How can the pressure not be too great!"

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while."

"It's difficult to be angry when you use soldiers for a while."

"Life and death are uncertain, wives and children are separated."

"Wives and children are separated, and they fight unjustly."

"A certain senior has a poem to say!"

"There is no righteous war in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the princes compete to fight each other."

"There is no peaceful day in the Central Plains, and the flags roll in the sky."

Qi Yun was taken aback by her massage movements: "Does my husband think this national war is a righteous war?"

Liu Mingzhi's body froze, and then slowly relaxed.

"There is nothing wrong with being handsome, there is nothing wrong with generals, and there is nothing wrong with soldiers."

"Just follow orders!"

(End of this chapter)

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