Sima Wu was immediately flattered, and for a moment he forgot to thank him.
Some time ago, he was just a small captain, but he didn't expect to become General Pingnan in the blink of an eye.
The other generals present did not show the slightest surprise on their faces.
The promotion of each of them was very unexpected, and it could even be said that they rose to the top in one step. Even a noble prince like Liang Zhang, who was technically just a reduced general, was still entrusted with important responsibilities and was even named Liang Guogong.
Bai Hua next to him coughed twice and touched Sima Wu's shoulder slightly.
Only then did Sima Wu react and quickly knelt down to thank him.
Murong Bing directly took out a soldier talisman from the table and handed it over.
"The 300,000 men in the Lantian camp will be handed over to your command, and you will be named the vanguard of the southern expedition against Peng Wei! Don't let me live up to my expectations. It's best to capture King Peng Wei. In that case, you
This Duke Peng is truly worthy of his reputation."
Sima Wu held the military talisman and was extremely excited: "The final general will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations."
In fact, if you really want to talk about it, this title of Peng Guogong was given to Sima Wu for free.
The army gathered by Dashang here has reached 1.5 million, which is twice as large as the entire army of Peng and Wei combined!
With such a disparity in military strength, unless a miracle occurs, Peng Wei's destruction of the country is a certainty.
At this moment, the Peng Wei court had already turned into a mess. Prince Peng of Peng Wei ran down from the throne and wandered around in the hall.
"My dear friends, how about you tell me what we should do?"
The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty stood there without saying a word. They all sighed and looked ashen, as if the demise of Peng Wei was right in front of their eyes.
"Your Majesty!" Chen He, the Prime Minister of Peng Wei, stood up: "May I ask, how is the power of our country, Peng Wei, compared to Western Shu?"
Peng Jiang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and ran over quickly, holding Chen He's hand tightly.
"Of course it's not as good as that!"
Chen He sighed helplessly and quietly withdrew his hand.
"The Great Shang destroyed Western Shu, and the troops dispatched by Bai Hua and Liang Zhang were only 600,000! Now in the northern border of Peng Wei, the Great Shang has 1.5 million soldiers, and the generals from the DPRK and China have gathered together! Shan Xin,
Le Sheng has also been transferred here, and it is said that there is another Sima Wu. May I ask, Your Majesty, what should we fight with?"
Peng Jiang suddenly collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been removed.
Before that, his understanding of Dashang had always been in a small country in the north.
It has only been more than a year, and it has become so powerful.
"What are you afraid of?" A rather strong voice suddenly sounded in the court hall, and a young general in his twenties, wearing armor, slowly stood up.
It's just that this guy has a bit of a ruffian streak in him.
"I, Peng Wei, have millions in armor and overflowing granaries. Can't I fight a decisive battle with Dashang?"
As the young man entered the court, the surrounding civil and military ministers saluted one after another.
"Son!" Peng Jiang hurriedly stepped forward: "What's the situation outside?"
Peng Zhan laughed loudly and looked at all the civil and military officials present arrogantly.
"Although Dashang's army has gathered in our northern border, it is still far away from the royal capital. We still have enough time to deal with it! I have sent envoys to Baju, Chensong, Nanchu, Yuchuan, and Chenchuan respectively.
, Saichuan, Lu and Zhou, as long as half of these princes can form an alliance with me, they will be enough to compete with the great merchants!"
As he spoke, Peng Zhan took out the military talisman in his hand: "At this moment, all the troops in the country are mobilizing towards Nanzheng. Father, there is no need to panic!"
Peng Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the throne safely. The civil and military ministers present also stepped forward to flatter him.