I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

The next few days were calm and peaceful.

The Empress did not cause them any more trouble, and they never saw her again.

However, they all successfully joined the Empress's service. Although they were doing hard and tiring odd jobs, at least they were no longer under constant surveillance and had no human rights like they had in the prisoner-of-war camp.

Baye never saw Temuhun again. Temuhun was now in a different place from them. They were under the Empress's command, while Temuhun was with the Emperor of the Great Zhou.

That's good too. If one side fails, the other side can still play a role, so that the whole thing won't be wiped out by the Great Zhou.

That day, after finishing their chores, the men sat together to drink water, rest, and chat.

"General Baye, have you heard the recent news?" a soldier asked.

"What news?"

Ba Ye held a bowl of water, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"I heard from the soldiers of the Great Zhou that after those prisoners of war returned to the Northern Mang side, the morale of the Northern Mang army was thrown into chaos."

Ba Ye asked, "Was it because they brought back the news that the Great Zhou Emperor was a Grandmaster?"

The soldier nodded.

The prisoners of war brought the news that the Great Zhou Emperor was a Grandmaster back to the Northern Mang army camp, which immediately threw the camp into chaos.

"I also heard that morale is low in the Northern Barbarians, and a large number of soldiers don't want to fight anymore and want to break camp and go home."

Ba Ye couldn't help but grit his teeth: "This is all the Great Zhou Emperor's treacherous scheme! How could those brainless idiots have fallen for it? Has His Majesty taken any measures?"

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that this was a treacherous scheme by the Emperor of Great Zhou. He believed that His Majesty Murong Qingcang must have also seen through it and must have taken measures.

"Of course I took it, but the effect wasn't very good. After all, the emperor of a country is a grandmaster. If I were in the Northern Mang army camp now, I would be afraid too."

Throughout history, no emperor has ever been a grandmaster; Emperor Qin Li of the Great Zhou Dynasty is unique in this regard.

Grandmasters are impressive, but Emperor Grandmasters are even more impressive!

This subtly enhanced the national strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is an open conspiracy with no solution!

Facing a nation, and the emperor of that nation is a grandmaster.

How can the soldiers below have the morale to fight the enemy? They definitely can't win.

Upon hearing this, Ba Ye's expression turned sour.

However, his immediate priority was not to worry about Murong Qingcang, as he believed Murong Qingcang would have a way to deal with Qin Li's scheme. What he needed to do was find out where the two young masters were being held.

If the two young masters can be rescued from Xuanque Pass, Murong Qingcang will have no worries.

Just as I was thinking this, Jin Ge walked over from a distance in a very casual manner.

Upon seeing Jin Ge, Ba Ye immediately had an idea; perhaps Jin Ge was the key to breaking through.

He could tell that Jin Ge had a relatively high level of goodwill towards them, the Northern Barbarians.

Therefore, Ba Ye led his men to meet them.

"Greetings, General Jin."

Everyone bowed together.

Jin Ge waved his hand and said with a hearty laugh:

"No need for formalities, no need for formalities. How have you been these past few days? Have you been enjoying the food and lodging? If there's anything you're not used to, please let me know."

To be honest, although he has been in the Great Zhou for so long, Jin Ge still considers himself a Northern Mang person and believes that he will return to Northern Mang one day, for example, after the Empress regains the throne of Northern Mang.

Therefore, Jin Ge treated the Northern Barbarians like Baye as his own family, provided that they had no ill intentions.

"General Jin, you flatter us. Without you, we would still be in the POW camp, our fates uncertain. Everything here is fine, even more comfortable than at home. It's just that the brothers are getting bored out of their minds. General Jin, could you perhaps assign us some other tasks?" Ba Ye said.

If he continues to do odd jobs here, he'll never find out where the two young masters are being held.

"Other jobs?"

Jin Ge reached out and stroked his slightly prickly stubble on his chin. After thinking for a moment, he said, "You know what, there really is a job we need you guys to do."

"What kind of work?" Ba Ye asked.

Jin Ge deliberately kept everyone in suspense, beckoning them with his hand, "Come with me, and you'll find out when we get there."

Ba Ye couldn't refuse, so he took a few people and followed Jin Ge away.

Half an hour later, the group arrived at a training ground in the city, where Temuhun was also present.

However, Baye did not greet Temuhun, because besides Temuhun, there was another crucial figure in the training ground: Emperor Qin Li of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

On the viewing platform, Qin Li sat under a sunshade, leisurely drinking tea.

Temuhun stood beside him with his head bowed, like a eunuch serving someone.

"General Jin, why did you bring us here? Is it because the final battle is about to begin and you're going to use us as a sacrifice for the flag?" a soldier said fearfully.

Inside the training ground, the soldiers of the Great Zhou were training with great vigor and their momentum was deafening.

Jin Ge laughed heartily: "How could that be? There's no need to use you as a sacrifice for the flag in a place like this. The reason I called you here is to get your opinions."

"Opinions? What opinions can we possibly offer?"

Just a few days ago, they were all prisoners of war, defeated enemies, and they were not qualified to give any opinions to the soldiers of the Great Zhou.

"If I said you could propose it, then you can. Come, follow me to see His Majesty!"

Led by Jin Ge, the group came to the steps in front of the viewing platform and bowed to Qin Li.

Qin Li waved his hand, his gaze falling on Jin Ge. "What brings you here?"

Jin Ge clasped his hands in a fist and replied, "Your Majesty, training in isolation won't be very effective. This humble general believes that these people have just come from the other side and are familiar with the Northern Mang's tactics and weaponry. With their advice, our army will be invincible!"

Qin Li laughed heartily, "Good, very good! Guards, convey my decree: order all armies to take turns training, and let them offer their opinions. Whoever offers the best advice will be richly rewarded!"

"yes!"

At a single command, the training ground, which had been bustling with activity, was immediately cleared out, creating a large open space.

First to appear are the hook-and-sickle soldiers, which are also a powerful weapon for the Great Zhou in dealing with the Northern Mang cavalry.

In recent years, in several clashes, the hook-and-sickle soldiers have always had the upper hand.

The strangely shaped hook-and-sickle spears caused the Northern Mang cavalry to suffer greatly.

The exposed legs of the horse became its most fatal weakness.

Unlike previous years, the hook-and-sickle soldiers were newly formed and their coordination was still relatively unfamiliar.

In recent years, the hook-and-sickle soldiers have become increasingly adept at teamwork, and they have only won against the Northern Barbarian cavalry.

On the field, the hook-and-sickle soldiers were still demonstrating their formation.

Hook-and-sickle soldiers do not emphasize individual combat, but rather focus on mutual cooperation and cover to achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.