Zhao Yuanjing also tried his best to raise a large amount of grain and grass for them to carry.

But Jiuli is really difficult to deal with, and the previous many defeats have made the subjects of the Great Zhou lose some confidence. This made them feel that after losing the God of War King Qin, the Great Zhou would no longer be able to win the battle.

It would be a terrible thing for this decadent mood to spread and eventually spread to the army.

To fight a war, the most important thing is the morale of the army.

If the army is distraught, there is no need to fight this battle.

By the time the reinforcements arrived in Saibei, it was already early autumn weather.

Most of the birthdays of the emperor and the princess and the princess are concentrated in July and August, and they have not thought about it because of the war.

They are all anxiously waiting for good news from the front.

But it's just someone else, the first birthday ceremony of the second prince still has to be done simply.

The day after the second prince's first birthday ceremony, a battle report finally came from the front.

But it's not a good news.

When the reinforced army entered Saibei, it was ambushed by the Jiuli army.

More than half of the loss.

The main general Luo Jizu was in a different place, and the staff officer General Zhou was seriously injured and his life was in danger. The king of the prison army, disappeared without a trace, no one was born, and no corpse was seen in death.

The result was too tragic.

The news spread, and the whole country was shocked.

For a time, the atmosphere of depression, grief and decadence permeated the entire Great Zhou Kingdom.

The people have no intention of working and producing, and they are in a panic all day long, frantically grabbing rice, flour, grain, oil and other things, resulting in a soaring price of rice and oil.

In some places, there have even been trampling accidents caused by snatching rice.

Serious casualties were severe.

Officials from various prefectures and counties have cried about the chaos in various places and asked the court to think of ideas.

On Zhao Yuanjing's table, the folds piled up every day are taller than people.

In the five years since he ascended the throne, he has worked hard and made great efforts to make the country prosperous, but the excellent situation is almost ruined.

Tang Yuanyuan knelt on the ground, his palms were sweaty.

Zhao Yuanjing stood in front of the table, with a tall fold in his hand.

He looked at Tang Yuanyuan and said in a deep voice: "Why didn't your intelligence network detect this ambush in time, so that Luo Jizu was almost wiped out?" ”

"Weichen is guilty, ask the emperor to surrender!"

Tang Yuanyuan also wanted to cry a little.

His intelligence network has worked very hard.

But he really didn't find out the movements of the Jiuli team at all, and he didn't know that they were ambushed in that position.

Zhao Yuanjing said in a deep voice: "I have seen the map, the terrain of that place is complicated, and there is not only one road. Luo Jizu, the habit of marching, I know, will never leak out in advance. So, how did the Jiuli know their route and then ambush them in advance? ”

Tangyuan was full of sweat: "The minister should die, the minister really ...... I don't know why. ”

"Go look it up." Zhao Yuanjing's eyes swelled with anger, "I must know the reason!" ”

The successive defeats were not only the loss of soldiers and soldiers, but also the waste of military money, grain and grass, and the impact on the subjects was too great.

Don't beat Jiuli down by then, your own country will be in chaos first.

Zhao Yuanjing was busy until late at night before returning to the Chengqian Palace, looking tired.

After I came back, there were still a lot of excerpts sent by officials from all over the country to see.

He sat down at the table and rubbed his brow down.

After Yun Dai coaxed the second prince to sleep, she asked Baoxing to carry the lantern and she came over with refreshments.

When she walked in, she saw Zhao Yuanjing sitting alone under the lamp, with his eyes closed and his brows tightly locked.

In the dim candlelight, his figure seemed a little lonely.

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