Lin Ye stood up and bowed deeply to the ministers in the office.

The second assistant, Yao Xinyuan, said: "General, you are too polite. Those of us who are civil servants are specialized in doing just these things: running the country, bringing peace to the people, scolding the warriors, helping the warriors fight with outsiders, and scolding the warriors after the fight."

Lin Ye burst out laughing.

"The biggest expenditure at present is actually the troops transferred from southern Xinjiang to northern Xinjiang, which totals 250,000 troops. Fortunately, Guo Geming and Liu Tingsheng have saved enough private money over the years."

Ning Weimo smiled and said: "So, those two can be regarded as contributing to the battle that will be fought in the north soon."

Second Assistant Zhao Miaoxin said: "Those two should not be very willing to make this contribution."

Ning Weimo said: "Whether they are happy or not, we are happy."

Speaking of this, he looked at Lin Ye: "The total number of troops that the general will command this time will exceed 500,000."

Lin Ye nodded: "Yes, there must be."

In fact, this does not include Dongbo's soldiers. Since the battlefield is set in Dongbo, Dongbo's troops must naturally be included. Even if Dongbo is not available now, it will not be difficult to gather more than ten or two hundred thousand people, but the combat power

It's hard to say.

Next to Dongbo, Guzhu can probably gather tens of thousands of people, after all, there are not many soldiers there.

In addition, those small countries that Lin Ye went to the north to conquer before could actually piece together tens of thousands of troops.

But basically you can’t use it, it’s not that you don’t want to use it, it’s that you just can’t use it.

If Lou Fan marches south in a big way, those small countries will be unable to avoid it. How dare they block it? If they really dare to take a step forward, the angry Lou Fan people will definitely destroy them.

After chatting with the ministers in the office for a while, everyone went about their business.

Ning Weimo poured Lin Ye a cup of tea and asked: "The general came to me not just to ask how much food the court has, right?"

Lin Ye nodded.

He looked around and said nothing. Instead, he took a pen and paper and wrote a paragraph and handed it to Ning Weimo. Ning Weimo took it and looked at it, and his expression immediately changed.

"General, you are... so audacious!"

Ning Weimo stood up suddenly, looked at Lin Ye and said hastily: "Your Majesty will not agree to your plan like this, not even the ministers in the office will agree!"

Lin Ye said: "I am leading the troops. Even if I don't inform you, I will prepare in this way. I have the final say on how the battle is fought."

Ning Weimo looked worried and angry: "General, you are playing with fire!"

Lin Ye said: "When Mr. Zaifu calms down, he will understand that this arrangement is the easiest way to win."

Ning Weimo said: "It is also the easiest way to lose!"

Lin Ye: "I just want to tell you that if only one person knows about this, you don't have to discuss it with the assistant ministers in the office. If you tell me, it will just be more quarrels."

Ning Weimo's face turned pale and he said, "Lin Ye, you... are becoming more and more arbitrary."

Lin Ye said: "Whether you are arbitrary or not, you will know after this battle. If I don't tell you, I don't treat you as a friend. If I tell you, I can guess your reaction."

Ning Weimo sighed: "You might as well not tell me... I might as well not read it."

After saying that, he sat down slumpedly, as if Lin Ye's face was so angry that he had no energy to continue scolding him.

Lin Ye patted Ning Weimo on the shoulder: "I didn't even tell His Majesty."
Chapter completed!