Lin Ye has really only told Ning Weimo how he wants to fight so far, not because of anything else but because he is the Prime Minister.

The reason why Lin Ye didn't tell Mr. Xin first was because he knew how Mr. Xin would answer him.

You can fight however you want without asking me for instructions.

But Ning Weimo was not the only person Lin Ye wanted to tell in Geling City. Besides Ning Weimo, there was another person he had to tell.

Gao Qisheng, the general of the Forbidden Army.

In Gao Qisheng's General Mansion, under the night, after three glasses of wine, the two of them seemed not to be so different.

To be honest, the two of them didn't really know each other that well. The time when they had the most contact was when Lin Ye was carrying a machete and chopping down the streets in Geling City.

But at that time, Gao Qisheng didn't have to do anything. He just watched the excitement, watching Lin Ye cutting down the street. The most he could do was applaud, and then he said sincerely that he was awesome.

"You came suddenly today. I guessed what you came for in the blink of an eye."

Gao Qisheng picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Lin Ye again, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I will give you as much of what you want as possible. If I don't have enough here, I will go to other places to plunder it for you. That's Qian Loufan. I can't go to the battlefield to exert my strength. It's in Geling City."

I’ve worked hard for you!”

Gao Qisheng sighed: "This is a big deal. It's a pity that the Forbidden Army cannot go north to join the war. If possible, I would also like to leave a name in history."

He looked at Lin Ye and said in a very serious tone: "I am from an ordinary background, and to be able to become a general is already smoking from the ancestral grave. Just like this, I can open a single page in the family tree.

"

After a slight pause, he sighed: "If I can go to the north and fight Lou Fan with you and win, I will have to give you a separate copy of the genealogy."

Lin Ye said: "I'm here not only to ask for something from you, but also to discuss something with you."

Gao Qisheng looked at Lin Ye's face and asked, "What's so serious about this?"

Lin Ye took out a picture he had drawn from his arms, unfolded it and placed it on the table for Gao Qisheng to look at.

"I plan to fight like this."

After Lin Ye said it carefully, he looked at Gao Qisheng: "You are a senior with countless combat experience, so I need you to help me see where there are loopholes."

At this time, Gao Qisheng's eyes were as wide as eggs.

Round and round.

"You... are so fucking brave!"

Gao Qisheng looked at the various lines drawn on the picture and the annotations made by Lin Ye in the main places. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Lin Ye was not a person.

"It's so big, it's really risky."

Gao Qisheng said: "But it's so big, it's really fucking exciting."

His eyes seemed to be firmly attracted by the picture, and he couldn't move away for a while.

After staring like this for a long time, Gao Qisheng let out a heavy breath.

"I think you can do this. Moreover, your layout is perfect enough that I can't find any faults. But Lin Ye..."

Gao Qisheng looked into Lin Ye's eyes and asked, "Have you really made such a big plan? If you win, Yan Guan will scold you. If you lose, you will be a sinner forever."

Lin Ye nodded: "I know, but it's the one with the best chance of winning. Maybe you don't know me. In fact, I never bet. I only choose the one with the highest chance of winning."

Gao Qisheng said: "I can't find a problem anyway. To be honest, I admire you for being able to come up with this method. This is not only a matter of strategy, but also a matter of courage... To be honest,

Even if I thought that this would have the best chance of winning, I wouldn't dare to do it."

He picked up the wine glass and took another sip, then patted his chest.

"Don't say I am a senior. You are better than me in terms of fighting ability. If you don't mind, call me big brother when we meet in the future. Now that you have decided on this battle, just do what you want. I'm here

We have prepared everything for you in Geling City. At worst, I will go to the Ministry of War and grab it directly!"

Lin Ye stood up and stood in awe, and gave a big jade military salute to Gao Qisheng.

Gao Qisheng also stood up and returned a military salute solemnly.

"Lin Ye!"

Gao Qisheng said in a slightly hoarse voice: "If you win this battle like this, the shame of being suppressed by those bitches like Lou Fan for two hundred years will be wiped away!"

He raised his hand and pointed to the north: "It's been two hundred years. In the past two hundred years since Dayu was founded, although they haven't fought against Lou Fan many times and the scenes are not ugly, they have always taken the initiative to attack us. For us soldiers,

This is a shame."

He took a few deep breaths and gave Lin Ye a military salute again.

"Do it bro!"

Gao Qisheng said: "If Qian wins, I will shout three times to the north, you Lin Ye is awesome! If Qian loses, I will use 80,000 forbidden troops and my life to fight back for you!"

Lin Ye also took a deep breath and saluted again.

The two soldiers recognized each other in their hearts in the most direct way.

Service office.

It was already late at night, but there were more people than during the day. All the people who needed to be coordinated from various departments were here, making the office seem a little cramped and the room a little stuffy, even though it was early winter.

The officials of the Ministry of Accounts checked the account books over and over again, and then wrote down the money that could be saved and extracted bit by bit in the new account book next to it.

People from the Ministry of War are also counting the troops, weapons and equipment that can be mobilized, and various other matters.

There was a crackling sound in the room, and there was the sound of writing, and many people were discussing in lowered voices, speaking very fast.

In the middle of the night, the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs handed the calculated results to Zhao Miaoxin, the second assistant who was also the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Zhao Miaoxin walked quickly to Ning Weimo and handed over the calculated data.

Ning Weimo looked at it carefully, and then frowned. The Ministry of Revenue had made accurate calculations. No matter how he calculated this battle, it would not last more than two months if he could support an army of more than 500,000.

However, according to the calculations of General Lin Ye, the first three months were dominated by the Loufan people's desperate attacks.

Ning Weimo raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyebrows.

Zhao Miaoxin said: "I will think of other ways."

Ning Weimo said: "I've thought of almost everything I can think of."

Zhao Miaoxin said: "Let's brainstorm, I will go back to the Hubu Yamen now, and gather the officials of the fifth rank and above... no, everyone, and let everyone come up with a solution together."

Ning Weimo said: "It's already past midnight. Let everyone rest. It won't be too late to gather people together for discussion after the morning meeting tomorrow morning."

Zhao Miaoxin said: "That's fine."

He looked back at the officials of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Their faces were all pale. The high-intensity work was really tiring.

"Let's just make do with it today. I'll ask someone to bring some more blankets. Just rest here."

The officials from the Ministry of Revenue responded, and although they said they could take a rest, no one breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the calculated results weighed heavily on their hearts.

Not long after, the Ministry of War also handed over the calculated results.

Officials from the Ministry of War are somewhat confident: "The reserves in the arsenal should be enough, but if they are not enough, it is not impossible to recruit troops stationed in various places."

Ning Weimo looked emphatically at the reserve of bows and arrows. Judging from the calculation results, they should be enough.

The official of the Ministry of War said: "I have to thank the Supreme Sage for this. After the Guzhu rebellion was suppressed, the Supreme Sage asked Guzhu to build a martial arts workshop. He did not make anything else but bows and arrows. Now look at it.

Come, it’s the Supreme Holy Lord, he’s already here early?”

He wasn't sure because it was really a coincidence.

If Zong Zheng Shiquan had not been captured alive, the Loufan people would not have been ready to go south so quickly.

Therefore, to be precise, it should be that Taishang Shengjun arranged this move in Lone Bamboo for use in the future Northern Expedition.

Ning Weimo nodded and said: "The Supreme Sage's plans are far ahead of you and me. I have known this many years ago."

He looked around and then said with a smile: "Let's all take a rest. We can still sleep for more than an hour. After the morning meeting, there are still more things to do for everyone."

Everyone clasped their fists towards Ning Weimo, and then went to get their bed rolls. There were so many beds in the office, so everyone just found a place, put down their bed rolls and slept.

Ning Weimo also found a place and squeezed in with Zhao Miaoxin, Yao Xinyuan and others.

"His Majesty will definitely ask questions tomorrow morning. Then... let's make the situation a little more relaxed. This battle will eventually be fought. It cannot be avoided or avoided. Then we cannot make the civil and military officials of the court feel uncomfortable.

It’s easy to fight, especially those warriors..."

Speaking of this, Ning Weimo spat: "A bunch of vulgar people!"

Then he continued: "We have to make them feel that we can hold on, and even make them feel that this battle will be easy. They shouldn't worry about money."

Zhao Miaoxin nodded: "Yes, although those vulgar warriors are annoying, they have never considered daily necessities, but if you think about it, they really shouldn't think about it. After winning the battle, let them know how much it will cost."

It’s difficult, but now I’m going to take it easy.”

Yao Xinyuan smiled and said: "Damn, it feels like I am tightening my belt to make my son look decent."

The three first-rank officials laughed at the same time because of these words.

Ning Weimo said: "Sons need to be decent. Fathers have to do it even if they are tired and vomiting blood... Damn, you can't let those vulgar martial artists know what you said, otherwise they will have to dance tomorrow."
To be continued...