Chapter Eighty-Nine: Your Majesty, Our Imperial Tomb Has Been Planed!

The Great Golden Dynasty, the Imperial Palace.

Although it was late at night, the military drill hall of the Military Strategy Hall was still brightly lit, and the wide sand table was crowded with important ministers and generals of Dajin.

On the throne, a middle-aged man with deep eyes, a high nose, and a golden imperial robe was gently tapping on the armrest, although he was silent, but the rich majesty made the courtiers in the hall dare not look directly.

He is the emperor of the Dajin Dynasty, and he is full of praise.

If the previous emperor of Daikin was a virtuous monarch who created a prosperous era, then this is the lord of Daikin's Zhongxing!

At this moment, the Dajin Dynasty is at the peak of its national strength, and its profound heritage is also a strong foundation to support Wan Yan Song's thorough ambition.

Except for the most critical figures of the Dajin Dynasty, no one knows what kind of hole cards are hidden in the current Dajin Dynasty.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more enthusiastic as the messages from the front line arrived.

"Report! The army of Da Viet has indeed been launched, and it is now dying down and rapidly marching towards our army's position! ”

"Report! Our bait army has engaged the enemy and is feigning defeat according to plan! ”

"Report! The traces of the Tianxiang Army were found, which matched the information shown! ”

"Report! The right side of Da Yue's forward army and the Tianxiang army have entered! ”

“……”

Listening to the constant changes in the battlefield situation, Dajin's courtiers were all overjoyed, and their eyebrows danced.

Because everything is almost going according to the results of their war games, as long as they continue to develop, tonight, they will surely achieve an unprecedented victory!

If this battle can be won by a big margin, even if it can't directly annex Dayue, it can still occupy half of the country!

Even if the most conservative strategic estimate is adopted, at least it can take down the Yuanshi vein and complete the strategic goal of the first stage.

"If this battle can be won by a big victory, Pixiu Wei should be the first to take the lead!"

"Yes, if we didn't have that intelligence, we wouldn't have been able to plan and prepare a perfect ambush and counterattack strategy in advance."

"The previous Pixiu Wei's fiasco in Great Xia is unknown, but this time, it is enough to justify their name."

Listening to the discussion of the ministers, a smile finally appeared on Wan Yan Song's face.

After coughing lightly, Wan Yan Song looked at a gray-haired old man whose eyes seemed to be open and closed.

This gray-haired old man is the guardian of Pixiu Wei, Gao Lingfeng.

"Gao Aiqing, who got that information?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's Captain Shi Yao."

Gao Lingfeng replied, looking very calm, but in fact he was very happy in his heart.

Since the last time Pixiu Wei arranged in Great Xia had such a big basket, he had been attacked by many ministers, and even His Majesty was suspicious of him and almost removed him from his post.

This time, he can be regarded as raising his eyebrows!

"Shi Yao?"

Wan Yan Song nodded thoughtfully, and after thinking for a while, he smiled.

"I remember, she is the Meng Po who caused panic in the elite of Dayue, right?"

"Exactly!"

Gao Lingfeng nodded affirmatively, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Captain Shi is not only strong, but also full of wisdom and cunning, hunting dozens of powerful people in various parts of Dayue, and also turning the people of the Dayue Weaving Night Division, has become the number one person on the reward list of the Weaving Night Division, and wants to get rid of it quickly." ”

Wan Yan Song nodded happily, his eyes full of anger.

"I have such a great talent, why worry about not succeeding in the hegemony? Hahaha......"

"When the war is over, find a time for her to return to the imperial capital, and I want to meet her."

Gao Lingfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and he arched his hand with a smile.

"Yes!"

A quarter of an hour later, another figure rushed in.

"Report! The Tianxiang army suddenly changed its route and ran towards the ambush on my flank, as if it sensed that something was wrong. At the moment, the battle has broken out in advance! ”

Hearing this news, Dajin Qunchen suddenly changed color, and began a real-time sand table deduction.

After the tea, a courtier stared at Wan Yansong with his fists, and his face was a little unpleasant.

"Your Majesty, the Tianxiang Army has become elbows and armpits, according to the three rounds of deduction, the best case can only achieve the original plan of seventy percent of the effect, and the worst case may only achieve three percent of the effect!"

Wan Yan Song's eyes narrowed slightly, although he was a little disappointed, his expression did not change much.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can win this battle."

As soon as Yan Yan's words fell, another person rushed in from outside the hall.

"Report! The main force of Da Viet has quickly adjusted its strategic deployment, and in order to prevent the enemy from fleeing, our army has adopted a backup plan and has taken the initiative to attack from three of the fronts! In order to take advantage of the chaotic distribution of enemy forces, maximize the results of the battle! ”

After hearing this news, Dajin's courtiers were a little helpless.

Obviously, the best case scenario can no longer appear, and it can only be seen whether it is the second in the middle or the worst third.

However, no matter what the situation is, it doesn't matter, Dajin's victory has long been locked, and the Dayue Dynasty can either survive or only die!

As long as the other dynasties do not intervene, the fall of Dayue is only a matter of time.

At that moment, another man ran in quickly.

"Huh? There's new news so soon? ”

Some courtiers turned their heads to look at them with a surprised expression.

"Report! Your Majesty, the Imperial Mausoleum, the Imperial Mausoleum... Something happened! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was stunned.

Something happened to the Imperial Tomb? What can happen to the Imperial Tomb?

Wan Yansong frowned slightly, looking at the person who reported the news with a pale face and a panicked expression, his eyes were displeased.

"Tell me clearly, what's wrong?"

"Yes!"

The man swallowed, gritted his teeth, and opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Mausoleum... Destroyed by a gang of thieves! ”

Hearing this, the ministers couldn't help but think of the changes in the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum.

"The imperial tomb also dares to destroy, is there really such a person who is not afraid of death?"

"Wait, these people and those who destroyed the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum, can't they be the same gang?"

"Quite possibly, hiss, weird, do you think they have a problem with their brains? Or is there some quirk? ”

"Just say, in order to destroy the imperial tomb a little, take the lives of so many masters, what are they trying to do?"

Wan Yan Song frowned, but he was not angry.

Because of the matter of the Great Xia Imperial Mausoleum, he also knew that the strength of the destruction was actually quite limited.

"Has the thief been captured?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the thieves and thieves are too powerful, and they all escaped......"

The person who reported the news responded in a trembling voice, already sweating.

"Escaped? All? ”

A minister glared at him in disbelief, and shouted angrily: "The mausoleum guards and the mausoleum guards are all rice buckets?!" Say, how many of those thieves are there?! ”

"According to the news from the Secret Rune Disk, there are only ten people on the other side, but they are all strong in the Spirit Body Realm......"

Ten Spiritual Realms?

The ministers' hearts trembled, they all closed their mouths, and looked at Wan Yansong cautiously.

Although I can't figure out what the hell is going on, the ten powerhouses of the Spirit Body Realm have made a move, and the Imperial Tomb is afraid that it will be ......

Wan Yan Song finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and glared at the man with a cold face.

"Say, what's going on with the Imperial Tomb?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the Imperial Mausoleum, the Imperial Mausoleum has been devastated, the entire cemetery has been destroyed by more than thirty percent, and the mausoleum guards have thousands of casualties, and more than half of the mausoleum guards have been killed or wounded!"

Wan Yan Song's body stiffened suddenly, and after a few breaths, his chest was tight, his face turned pale, and the blood in his throat almost spurted out......