Shi Xin is Yin Minghui's senior brother, and this person is usually the most upright and not exaggerated, since he is so calm, several princes and nobles around him who originally wanted to mock a few words or express their worries about Daying's dignity couldn't help but shut their mouths.

Also, the emperor is not worried, what are they doing idlely? This Shi Xin, a guard with a sword in front of the emperor, personally ran over to arrange the positions of these people, but is it just to warn them to be cautious? If they are not careful, a hat that "grows the will of others and destroys their own prestige" is buckled on their heads, but it is too wronged! You can't do anything that angers the emperor and offends the old man and apprentice in the middle of the mountain!

"Tsk, Shi Xin's short-term protection is not inferior to the old man in the middle of the mountain. King Fu also seemed to have figured it out: "Also, as long as you can win the envoy of the Usolan Kingdom in martial arts, even if it is a tie, the envoy will still have no face, who will make Yin Minghui only thirteen years old." Tut-tut, when you think about it this way, the emperor is still high! Look at it, if the envoy wins, it is not much brilliance, and it is even more faceless to tie, if he loses, he will be disgraced and thrown to the Great Northern Desert. ”

"Uncle Fu Wang is kind-hearted," the fourth prince who had just sat down laughed, "The country of Wusolan is not far from the Northern Desert, what is it to lose face and only throw it at the door of the house?"

“...... You kid!" King Fu pointed to the fourth prince, and intimately helped him tuck the cloak on his body, "Aren't you sick? Why do you still run out to join in the fun?" The fourth prince is weak, and he is prone to illness when the season of alternating hot and cold comes. Because they haven't married yet, the four princes live in the palace, and it's cheap to come over.

The fourth prince looked good today: "Okay, it's almost, I didn't plan to come over, I heard that Second Young Master Yin is going to compete with the envoy of the Usolan Country, so why don't you rush over to help." ”

"You have a lot of confidence in him," King Jing said with a smile, "We all hope that the tiger father will have no dog, but that child is too young." ”

"It's hard to say," King Ruijun, who was dressed in a red brocade robe, shook his head and said, "I heard that Yin Minghui had a rash when he started drinking, and the old man in the middle of the mountain was willing to take him as an apprentice, which shows that kid does have an unusual talent." "He admires the old man in the middle of the mountain the most, and he always wanted to worship him as a teacher when he was young, but unfortunately the old man in the middle of the mountain only accepts apprentices according to his own will, and never cares what kind of powerful person you are.

"Hey, what is that for? Wouldn't the concubines and concubines also come to watch the battle? This has never happened before. King Ruijun suddenly pointed to the middle of the school stands, where someone was laying a screen to divide the stands in half.

"It seems that it is, hey, it's not that the Queen Mother went over there with all the women and dependents of the inner and outer orders. King Jing smiled, "The emperor really attaches importance to this competition, and he does have confidence in Yin Minghui's child, I hope we have good luck today." ”

"I bet on Yin Minghui's martial arts to win," King Ruijun's admiration for the old man in the middle of the mountain is that there is no reason to believe that everything he does is right, "Who wants to bet with me?"

King Jing sneered: "Let King Fu bet with you, there is no beauty in this king's hands to lose to you." "Everyone knows that King Ruijun likes to use beauties as a bet when setting up a gambling game. Before he finished speaking, he shook his head amusedly: "Don't make a self-confession, it turns out that I also believe that Yin Minghui will win a game." Also, the emperor never does things that he is not sure of. ”

The fourth prince smiled: "Why does Uncle Jing also have a shortage of beauties?"

"Is that not it?" King Ruijun said proudly, "Uncle Jingwang, you still owe me a beauty, the prince ...... last time"

"The emperor is here," King Jing got up and interrupted King Ruijun's words.

The others also stood up one after another, and after a while, the emperor walked to the middle of the stands, except for the queen mother and the queen, everyone on both sides of the screen knelt on the ground: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”

"Calm down!" The emperor looked in a good mood at this moment, but no one knew what he was really thinking.

The center of the school field is ready, on the huge sand table, there are cities, mountains, grasslands, and deserts, and the black and white chess pieces used as soldiers of the two armies have been set up in camp according to the battle situation set by the competition questions.

The question of the contest was proposed by Nabuhua, and it was based on the famous battle in the Northern Desert with the Usolan Kingdom before the fall of the previous dynasty. The disastrous defeat of the former dynasty in that battle dealt a great blow to the military and people's hearts of the previous dynasty, and the Ouyang family, who later established the Daying Dynasty, rose up strongly, and the Usolan Kingdom aggressively advanced and finally perished.

The Battle of the Northern Desert was the pride of the Usolan Kingdom, and after that, Yin Zhao of the Daying Dynasty did not let them have a good record of surpassing that battle.

When he heard the question, no one knew that Yin Minghui's heart was almost bursting with surprise and excitement, and there was a thought in his head: Take the words of the eldest sister, I am God's biological son today!

Thinking of the eldest sister, Minghui looked towards the women's stand, and saw Xuan'er waving at him at a glance, and the eldest sister stood beside Xuan'er and smiled at him. He was immediately relieved that the eldest sister was not angry.

Seeing Minghui look over, Zhiruo smiled and raised his right hand, making an OK gesture, Minghui happily replied with the same gesture, at this time, the eldest sister's encouragement filled him with strength, and even the last bit of apprehension dissipated with the wind.

Seeing Minghui smirking stupidly, Nabu Hua snorted coldly disdainfully, and silently spat out two words in Usolan Chinese: Find death!

Na Buhua proudly announced the start of the competition: "Your Majesty Emperor Daying, we will take the state of the Northern Desert Battle after a month of stalemate, as long as this Yin Xiaogongzi can break this deadlock, even if he wins."

Of course, I've made some changes to the Usolan camp to make it more difficult, after all, we all have to move forward, can't we always lag behind our ancestors.

To be fair, I'll give Yin Xiaogongzi two quarters of an hour to think about it before we start arguing. ”

The emperor was about to speak, but Yin Hui couldn't wait: "No, I've heard of that battle before, and I already started thinking about it when you set up the formation just now, so we can start now." "The sun is shining on the school field, and Xuan'er is going to be tanned.

Outside the red line on the field, many onlookers who were frowning at the sand table were anxious for Minghui: Can this kid understand the sand table? I have heard so much about that battle, but the problem is that the location of the stalemate between the two armies is too favorable to the Usolan country, and the Han people in the Central Plains are unfamiliar with the desert, so far I have not heard of anyone who has thought of a good strategy to break the stalemate. To make matters worse, Nabula also strengthened the layout of the Usolan faction, further increasing the difficulty. Anyway, if it's up to them to fight, hang!

The emperor glanced at Generalissimo Xu who was sitting under him inquiringly, Generalissimo Xu shook his head with an ugly face, he had also studied the battle of the Northern Desert, if Nabuhua did not make changes, he might still have a chance to win. But Nabu Hua is too tricky, and the new game is full of traps.

The emperor glanced at Ming Ze again, and Ming Ze himself was also apprehensive when he looked at the new layout of the Buhua camp, but he understood that Minghui was already impatient between his eyebrows and eyes, and he was impatient with the possibility of winning, so he gritted his teeth and nodded to the emperor.

The emperor looked at the school: "Since Minghui doesn't need extra time, let's start." He had just paid attention to the girl's interaction with Minghui, and although he couldn't understand their gestures, it was obvious that his younger brother was very confident and his sister was very relieved. That's it, let's see as we go.

Na Buhua once again silently spit out the words "looking for death", and there was a sense of humiliation that she was forced to accompany the child to fool around, and she couldn't wait to start competing martial arts now and take the opportunity to kill this Yin Minghui.

Minghui didn't care so much, as soon as the emperor nodded, he got started directly, and the battle on the sand table officially began. Those who can understand are nervously staring at the sand table, and those who can't understand are staring at the movements of Buhua and Minghui to make judgments.

No, at the beginning, it made many people, including Nabuhua, stunned. Yin Minghui didn't say a word, gave up defense, and took the initiative to attack. The number of troops on his side is 150,000 less than that of Nabuhua, and in this case, he dares to attack head-on without any detours, is it because of extraordinary courage, or is he stupid and reckless of the consequences?

However, with Yin Minghui's explanation and step by step, Nabuhua's face turned red, and then Nabuhua's hands began to tremble obviously, and the soldiers who fought outside the red line almost held their breath, as if they were afraid that a heavier breath would disturb Minghui's train of thought.

"The two factions moved eastward to station here to block the eastward advance of the Ussolan Nation, and at the same time ...... The first camp, that is, the main camp, that is, 30,000 cavalry and 50,000 infantry, quickly penetrated into the northern desert in two ways, completely annihilating the main force of the Usolan State,...... and organized 80,000 infantry and 50,000 horses to support the battle...... After the vanguard iron cavalry came out of the fortress, it made a great detour from the middle to the west, marched east on the left and attacked on the west on the right, and attacked this tribe with weak defense, and defeated it in one fell swoop.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the sweaty Nabu Hua sat on the ground with a "bang", and the soldiers who were boiling with blood cheered continuously.

Zhiruo couldn't understand or understand, but it didn't prevent her from knowing that Minghui easily won the art of war, and she raised a bright smile without modesty to Minghui who looked over again and raised the OK gesture.

Generalissimo Xu whispered to the emperor and sighed: "Just from the point of view of talking about soldiers on paper, this kid is flexible in his use of soldiers, pays attention to strategy, does not stick to ancient laws, is brave and resolute, and is indeed brave and strategic." He just lacks actual combat experience, once he is given a few more opportunities to go to the battlefield to fight, he may become very terrifying, "More terrible than Yin Zhao, is he really thirteen years old?"

The emperor smiled, and laughed three times without hesitation, he is not afraid of terrible generals, he needs to make the enemy tremble, such as Yin Zhao, who can suppress the Usolan Kingdom. Okay, okay, Yin Zhao is still the most loyal to him, leaving him with such two promising talents.