Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen-Chapter 441 - : Process of War

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Chapter 441: Process of War

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation               Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At the border of Sang City, the soldiers of the Wei Kingdom had set up camp here. Because they had just won a battle, they had taken back a city. Everyone was a little excited, and from time to time, there would be shouts.

In the main tent, Ming Zhiyan was rubbing the jade in front of his chest with one hand while looking at the map on the table with a cold and serious expression. No one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a rough voice shouted, ‘General!”

Ming Zhiyan carefully put the jade back into his collar, raised his head, and said expressionlessly, “Enter.”

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a few tall men in armor walked in. ‘General, when are we going to attack the despicable country?” Zhang Guang asked loudly. The soldiers below can’t hold it in any longer!’

The ‘despicable country’ referred to the Dongyue Kingdom. It did not just attack Sang City. The rest of its troops had also attacked the other three border cities of the Wei Kingdom. It was too late to rush over to provide reinforcements now. Only by taking down their main camp would the enemy withdraw from their territory.

Ming Zhiyan thought for a long time before he said in a cold and solemn voice, “At midnight tonight.”

A few generals froze and immediately said sternly, “Yes! This subordinate will go and give the instructions!”

They were now completely convinced by Ming Zhiyan. At first, when they saw a young boy being sent to be their general, they thought that the Emperor had sent his nephew to gilded his status and take credit. They did not understand why this boy had come to the army to take credit when he had already become the Minister of Revenue.

Although he was a little unhappy, he did not say anything for the sake of His Majesty’s face. However, he would secretly make things difficult for him.

Although he had avoided all of them, they were even more convinced that he was a good-for-nothing who knew nothing.

But later on, when they saw his heroic bearing when he killed the enemy for the first time, they could reluctantly accept Ming Zhiyan as their main general.

They did not expect this kid’s skills was so powerful even though he was young. He was even better than them.

Martial arts practitioners spoke with their strengths. Whoever had the tougher fist would win the respect of others.

However, they still felt Ming Zhiyan was not qualified to be the chief general, because a chief general not only looked at martial arts, but also at strategy and leadership.

If he only had martial strength but not strategy, he would be defeated sooner or later.

The successive victories that followed completely changed their understanding of Ming Zhiyan. Without a doubt, he was not only skilled in martial arts, but also good at strategy. He was a general talent that was hard to come by in a hundred years.

Therefore, they were now convinced of Ming Zhiyan’s decision and would no longer find fault with him like before.

On the 10th day of the first month, the Great Wei’s soldiers took down a city of the Dongyue Kingdom. The Dongyue army that was originally attacking the Sang city of the Great Wei had retreated.

On the 12th day of the first month, Yu City in the Northern Territory of the

Great Wei was captured by the wing nation. The Army of the wing nation went south, burning, killing, and pillaging wherever they went. The resentment of the people soared to the sky.

On the 14th day of the first month, the reinforcements arrived at the Northern Territory. It took them half a month to drive out the wing Army that had invaded the Northern Territory.

The war continued. There were wins and losses, and every war was gripping the hearts of the people of Great Wei.

More and more people joined the support team, including traveling doctors, craftsmen, chefs…

Everyone held a pure heart to support the border pass, hoping that Great Wei could survive this difficult time.

There were even ministers and businessmen who used to be stingy and mean, but now they were no longer stingy and donated money and items.

When Xiao Hu and the other two returned, they looked at their family with eager eyes.. Suddenly, they shouted, “Grandpa! Father and Mother! Sister! We want to go to the battlefield!”