Liu Dashao rode a horse and walked slowly towards home.

Along the way, he kept thinking about the deep meaning of Yunyang's words, but until he arrived at the door, Liu Dashao didn't have the slightest clue.

Yunyang's words were too misty, and he was completely confused.

The first emperor who took command of the expedition has already made a conclusion, could it be that his father has left something behind before the emperor's great trip?

However, death is like a lamp going out, even if there is always a time when the mechanism is overlooked, no matter how smart a person is, it is impossible to calculate every step of the future.

After all, things change every day, and how can a person lying in a coffin and turned into bones know what is happening in the world.

Liu Dashao was very convinced of Li Zheng, but Liu Mingzhi absolutely did not believe that Li Zheng could do what Yunyang said.

"Young Master, you're back!"

"Hmmm! Get busy! ”

Liu Dashao directly said that the horsewhip was thrown to Liu Song, and walked towards the inner courtyard leisurely.

Liu Song held the horsewhip and looked at the figure of the young master muttering in confusion, I don't know what happened to the young master, how he was completely different from the time he went to the court and when he retreated.

Liu Song just led Fengxing towards the backyard, and Liu Mingzhi's figure went and returned.

In Liu Song's stunned look, he took the whip and turned over the horse and rushed towards the door, Liu Song, who was watching, scratched his head and didn't know what was going on.

What's wrong with the young master, why do you think that some of them are either wind or rain?

When the sun was about to rise, Liu Dashao carried a big bag on his back, and with a fine bead of sweat on his forehead, he threw the horse to Liu Song again, and walked towards the inner courtyard with the bag on his back.

The 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 again, he led Liu Dashao's mount and walked towards the backyard.

"Yun'er, your husband is back, are you in the room?"

Liu Dashao pushed the door in, the room was empty, sandalwood was burning in the copper stove on the table, and a faint light smoke was emitting, and the cleaned room was filled with a faint fragrance.

Qi Yun didn't know where he went, and after calling twice, he made sure that Qi Yun was not in the room, Liu Dashao shook his head wordlessly and put the bag on his back on the table and opened it, and inside was a stack of neat stacks.

Pouring tea full of water, Liu Dashao poured himself a drink, holding a book of folds and watching it meticulously.

One book after another, Liu Dashao's face was also complex and changeable with the different twists and turns.

Some were amazed, some were suddenly enlightened after doubts, and some were slightly furrowed, and Liu Dashao's face changed more than in the past month in just half a day.

I don't know when, Qi Yun walked in with some underwear on her arm, and saw her husband sitting on the chair engrossed in looking at the folds, and her face was stunned, and she walked into the room with bated breath.

Finding that her husband's mind was all on the fold and did not notice the slightest movement of her return, Qi Yun was a little puzzled, not knowing what the content of the fold was, which would make her husband so concentrated.

After all, in Qi Yun's impression, in addition to reading those illustrated Analects, the husband rarely looks at some things so attentively.

Lianbu gently moved towards the wardrobe behind the screen with the underwear, put the colorful light clothes in the innermost part of the wardrobe, Qi Yun walked out lightly and sat on Liu Dashao's side, picked up a book that Liu Dashao had read and looked through it curiously.

Seeing the content on the fold, Qi Yunqiao's face was stunned, and it turned out that the content on the fold was the twist and turn of Yun Chong, the general of the Tiger Ben Army, on the use of troops over the years.

The details of each use of troops are all listed one by one in the fold.

There is no need to think about it, the rest of the content in the folds is undoubtedly the strategy of the other five generals in the past.

From another point of view, it is not an exaggeration to call these twists and turns a unique military book.

These folds are sealed in the classic library of the Ministry of War, thinking that the husband supervises the household department, and there is no big problem in obtaining the rights of the Ministry of War.

Thinking of the six bells that rang inside and outside the capital in the morning, and then looking at the husband who was concentrating on reading the folds, Qi Yun nodded as if he had an understanding.

It seems that the peace pact signed by the three countries at Shanhaiguan has completely collapsed from its name only.

In other words, the big war is about to begin.

A decisive battle that determines the ownership of the world and is about to begin.

Qi Yun thought for a while, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

According to her calculations, the number of troops invested in the great war in which the Three Kingdoms, which have been recuperating for 30 years, to decide the ownership of the world, will not be less than 1.5 million.

The concept of 1.5 million people is just a few words to talk about on rice paper, and it is only a few words to blurt out.

However, once the formation is set up, no less than 1.5 million troops are placed on the battlefield, and the mere waving of the flag is a picture that covers the sky and the sun.

There are many soldiers and generals.

There are more than 10,000 soldiers, and there is no boundary.

There are 100,000 soldiers, and the sky is full of them.

For more than 30 years, the three countries have been recuperating and recuperating, and they dare not make too big a move, lest they lose their national strength and ruin the hard development that has lasted for ten years.

To this day, millions of troops have poured into the border to fight it out.

In the 20 years of the Warring States Period, there were wars every year, and the number of dead and wounded was about 2.2 million, and when the Three Kingdoms were in full swing, there were many talents, and the stars were gathered, and after the endless battles of the Three Kingdoms, the number of innocent people killed and wounded was as high as 2.5 million.

Such a comparison also means that the number of casualties in this national war will be an earth-shattering battle that cannot be achieved in the first three hundred years or perhaps the next three hundred years.

Qi Yun's speculation, although not very accurate, is not much different.

Not long ago, Liu Dashao and Li Baiyu's imperial study played the right calculations.

Dalong has invested at least 730,000 main battle troops, and the auxiliary troops have not yet been determined, but there are about 230,000 people.

The main battle army of the Jin State is 12 and 600,000 people, and whether the 200,000 new army is true has not yet been determined, plus the number of auxiliary soldiers is at least 800,000.

The Turks had no auxiliaries, only more than 500,000 iron cavalry.

In this way alone, no less than 2 million troops were invested in this national war.

Even Liu Dashao sometimes can't believe that he can easily take out such a large number of soldiers and horses, is this still ancient?

Perhaps the history books record those battles with millions of troops at every turn are not without a trace of credibility.

Qi Yun sighed silently, and looked at the melancholy between his husband, who was carefully reading the military book, and his eyes flashed.

As her husband's bedside, she knows too well how much she hopes for peace and domination of the world.

But ten years have passed, and the husband's hopes have finally been disappointed.

After all, the unification of the world depends on the battle to determine the belonging of the world.

Liu Mingzhi put down the last notebook 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 excited, smelled the familiar fragrance, relaxed with all his heart, leaned on Qi Yun's arms and let the beauty massage herself.

"When you come back, you won't be called a husband."

"I went to collect a few intimate clothes, and my husband knew that the concubine never let others touch the intimate clothes, and when I came back, I saw you engrossed in looking through the folds, so I didn't bother you!"

"Isn't it stressful? The last thing I want to see is the war, but it came as scheduled after all! ”

Liu Mingzhi sighed slightly.

"Alas........"

"An unprecedented, million-strong Armageddon!"

"How can there be no more pressure!"

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

"When you use soldiers, you are angry."

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

"The wife is separated, and there is no righteous war."

"A certain senior has a poem!"

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

"There is no peace in the Central Plains, and the flag rolls up in the sky."

Qi Yun's massage action was stunned: "Does the husband think this national war is a righteous war?" ”

Liu Mingzhi's body stiffened, and slowly loosened again.

"There is nothing wrong with being handsome, there is nothing wrong with a general, and there is nothing wrong with a soldier."

"Just do what you are told!"

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