I am a commoner, but I will lead the empress to unify the world

Chapter 835: Drawing Lots to Select Candidates for the Battle

Yan Fuyao nodded and said,

"Indeed, Marshal Nie has accomplished a great feat. He faced one hundred thousand against two hundred thousand, and in a siege, he achieved a resounding victory, annihilating tens of thousands of the enemy while sustaining only a few casualties himself. He is truly a remarkable talent."

Nie Bei's face flushed when he heard this, and he said hurriedly,

"Your Majesty, there aren't that many enemy troops. Qingshui Administration only has about 100,000 men at most. According to the spies on the hot air balloon, the 100,000 enemy troops south of the pass did not participate in the battle, but were swept up by the defeated soldiers inside the pass and fled towards Yong'an Pass.

Because it was late and the journey was long, our army did not pursue them."

"Victory is victory. You are the main contributor in this battle. You haven't eaten yet, right? Let the guards outside serve you some food."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yan Fuyao continued while drinking the meat porridge,

"Marshal Shen, this first battle was fought by Nie Bei's Flying Eagle Army. Which army will fight the second hurdle?"

"Eat your meal. Even eating can't stop you from worrying."

Shen Changgong said calmly.

"Although I handle government affairs every day, the military and politics are inseparable. So, I can't worry about military affairs?"

Seeing his wife glaring, Shen Changgong quickly smiled and said,

"I can worry, I can worry, but it's dinner time now. Not only you but everyone else has to eat too. You keep chattering and ruining everyone else's mood to eat."

"You don't want to listen to me and you think I'm annoying, right?"

"Look at you, you have pregnancy syndrome, you just tend to have all sorts of crazy thoughts."

"Humph!"

Yan Fuyao grabbed the bowl and ate from it herself, refusing to let him feed her.

Shen Changgong laughed and ate meat with a big bowl.

After finishing the meal, everyone still stayed.

They were all sitting in the general's tent, waiting eagerly.

It’s not that they have nothing to do, it’s just that the person to attack the next pass has not been decided yet.

They were afraid that because they were not there, the prince would not see it, and it would not be their turn and someone else would get there first.

This situation was not obvious in the past. Whoever was assigned to fight would fight without arguing or competing. But it is different now. Every battle is one less battle to fight, so we have to fight.

If we don’t grab it, it will be gone. I’m afraid we won’t get any meat in the entire battle to destroy Qian.

Finally, Jiang Shun couldn't help but ask,

"Your Majesty, the two princes, I wonder who should be chosen to lead the army attacking Yong'an Pass?"

Ma Ling chuckled and said,

"Let's choose you? Can you defeat it?"

Jiang Shun immediately stood up and patted his chest to assure,

"I'm sure I can do it. A small Yong'an Pass is easy for me to capture."

Shen Changgong shook his head and said,

"Inside Yong'an Pass, there are more than 50,000 soldiers and horses that retreated from Qingshui Pass, as well as a large army of 100,000 soldiers behind. 150,000 soldiers are stationed at one pass. If they fight to the death, it will be difficult for a single legion to break in.

One legion is needed to carry out the main attack, and another legion is needed to provide support.

However, the enemy still has a retreat route, which is Leikou Pass, so they are unlikely to fight to the death.

When it comes to the last level, it becomes the toughest nut to crack.

Since everyone wants to fight this second level, let's draw lots. I'll write down two pieces of paper, one and two. One will be the main attacker, and two will be the backup. The rest of the army will be ready to take over if needed."

After saying that, Shen Changgong stretched out his hands, and Tu Queling brought a tray with eight paper balls on it.

"Masters, take your pick. It all depends on fate. Whoever is chosen will own it."

Everyone felt it was a bit absurd. Such a major military and national event had to be decided by drawing lots?

But there was no way. Every legion of Dayan was too strong. They were all capable of standing on their own and they all wanted to compete for the credit. No matter who was sent to fight, they could defeat it.

Other legions usually drew lots to choose who would be sent to serve in the death squad, but the Yan army drew lots to grab credit.

Everyone picked up the paper balls one by one, opened them and looked at the blank paper. After seeing the blank paper, they shook their heads in disappointment.

"Huh? Mine is number two."

Jiang Shun showed his note to everyone in surprise.

"Then who is One?"

Everyone looked at each other. There was only a ball of paper left on the tray, and only Yu Ziling hadn't caught it yet.

Seeing everyone's gaze, Yu Ziling raised her head proudly, smiled triumphantly, picked up the last ball of paper, opened it, and showed it to everyone.

"You can't accuse me of cheating, because I was the last one to catch it, I didn't compete with you."

"Congratulations, Marshal Yu."

"Marshal Yu is about to make another great contribution."

"I'm so envious!"

"Then when we draw lots at the Thunder Pass, I will definitely get the first one!"

Seeing the laughing crowd, Yu Ziling proudly stood up, walked to Yan Fuyao, and stretched out her hand,

"Your Majesty, give me the military order."

Yan Fuyao smiled, picked up a token, handed it to Yu Ziling, and said,

"Don't forget to feed your children even when you're fighting."

Yu Ziling's face flushed instantly and she said,

"Hey, why are you talking like that? I'm about to go lead the troops to war, so I don't have time to take care of the baby. Let the wet nurse take care of it."

"Then you must fight quickly and decisively, or I will capture you from the front lines to nurse your child."

"Humph!"

Yu Ziling stomped her feet in anger, took the token and turned away.

Everyone also dispersed.

Yan Fuyao smiled and said to Shen Changgong,

"This little queen is so funny. I just like teasing her. You won't be angry, will you?"

"Why should I be angry? I'm happy to see you guys talking and laughing."

"Okay, Zi Ling is going to the battle tomorrow. You should go and keep her company. And by the way, tell her some more things to pay attention to in the battle."

"Why do I feel like I've become your prize for boosting the morale of the generals?"

"Otherwise, you are my tool."

Yan Fuyao glanced at Shen Changgong with disdain, but the smile in her eyes was hard to hide.

Shen Changgong kissed her and said,

"You should go and rest soon. Don't be too tired. You're about to give birth. You need to get more sleep."

"I know, let's go."

Shen Changgong left the general's tent, mounted his horse, and rushed towards the Yuying Army's camp.

When they arrived at Marshal Yu's tent, they saw that Marshal Yu had taken off his armor and was holding the young master. The mother and son were looking at each other and giggling.

The young master is very well-behaved and cute. He doesn't like to laugh. He smiles at everyone he sees. His eyes roll around curiously and he finds everything new and interesting.

Shen Changgong sat on the chair, pulled Yu Ziling to sit on his lap, and hugged the mother and daughter.

"That's wonderful! My wife and children are both excellent. You used to say you didn't like children, but now you can't let go of them."

Yu Ziling rolled her eyes at him and said,

"My own son, I don't care who likes him, he is the best child in the world."

"Of course, you don't even look at whose child it is."

"My seed has nothing to do with you."