The decisive battle started without warning was beyond the expectations of many people.

This was the case with military wars in ancient times. Because of the inconvenience of communication, it often took several days to pass on messages.

If you go back and forth, it is possible to use it for half a month if the journey is a little further.

Therefore, as long as you don’t encounter a foolish monarch, military generals who usually fight and command outside will have extremely high power.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and accurate predictions and deployment arrangements are impossible. It depends entirely on the level and talents of the front-line military commanders, and the rear cannot make any decisions on the actual battlefield.

Therefore, as long as Su Pingbei believes that the time is right and a decisive battle is launched, there is no problem.

When this decisive battle, which was related to the outcome of the entire battle, began, Li Chenyuan was in the capital without knowing it.

He was in the Baihua Palace and Zhao Rui who had just returned.

Her smooth back was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her snow-white and pink skin was red. Zhao Rui sang softly and lay softly on the bed.

She raised her arms hard to cover the scenery on her body and said to Li Chen: "Your Highness, I miss you so much."

Li Chen was panting and lay on the side, playing with the ends of Zhao Rui's hair, and smiled and said, "I can see it."

This sentence made Zhao Rui's pretty face, which was still blushing, become more and more beautiful.

Although he had just finished his messing around, Li Chen was still a little unsatisfied. A hand hidden in the quilt kept swimming on Zhao Rui's tender and elastic body. On the other side, Li Chen asked casually: "How is your father's recent situation in Xishan?"

Zhao Rui knew that Li Chen was not just asking about his well-being, and asking about family matters was as simple as asking about his family. She forced herself to endure Li Chen's big hand and replied: "The situation is pretty good recently. Last year, the imperial court allocated silver and grain, and the disaster in Xishan Province was barely controlled. Although many people died in winter, it was much better than expected."

"The most important thing is that the rebels have caused internal strife, so many rebels have fled to death. I heard that the government is providing disaster relief and porridge sheds, so many rebels have put down their weapons and returned to the public. The scale of the rebels is getting smaller and smaller, and has dropped from more than 100,000 to 20,000 to 30,000."

"My father said that the rebels were essentially displaced refugees and victims. Before the natural disaster, they were all people who farmed. As long as spring plowing comes, if the government can distribute some land, it does not require a soldier or a soldier to dismantle the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 victims."

"After all, there is land to plant and food to eat, and no one is willing to rebel."

Li Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Did you hear this by yourself by chance, or did your father say it in front of you?"

Zhao Rui's expression changed and she immediately got up from the bed. Regardless of her current state of being invisible, she knelt under the bed and said, "Your Highness forgives your crime, it is the words my father has sent to her concubines."

As he said that, Zhao Rui got up and took out a secret memorial, held up her hands and sent it to Li Chen, and said in a trembling voice: "This is a letter my father asked the concubines to hand it to His Highness himself."

Li Chen didn't have too many expressions on his face.

As the governor sent by the East Palace to the Xishan Provincial Committee to the Xishan Provincial Committee with important responsibilities, Zhao Heshan naturally has a very smooth channel to pass memorials to the East Palace as quickly as possible. In fact, it has always been this channel before.
Chapter completed!