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Chapter 93 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 25

Zhang Qiran was taken aback for once: "What does the Princess need so many people for?"

Throughout her journey to the northern desert, the princess remained remarkably quiet.

She wasn't like a prince, jumping around like a monkey, nor was she like the eunuch beside the prince, who was strange and eccentric. She was so amiable that she never caused any trouble for the soldiers.

Zhang Qiran had a good impression of her before, but he didn't expect that if this princess was going to cause trouble, she would cause him a big one.

A thousand soldiers—does the princess know what that represents?

Did she think she could just move a thousand ducks around at will?

No, even a thousand ducks would take a while to catch.

Ling Yi handed the cup to Lu An and calmly said, "Head north to raid the grasslands."

"Snapped."

"puff."

"what?"

The three voices came from two and a half men at the same time, with Zhang Qiran reacting the most violently. The voice that came from the tent scared away two magpies that were peeking out.

Ling Yi asked expressionlessly, "General Zhang has a problem with that?"

Zhang Qiran was furious: "Your Highness, do you know what you're saying?"

Deploying troops is not something that can be accomplished simply by talking.

Does this princess know the map of the northern desert? Does she know the weather there? Does she know where the water sources are and where the terrain is unfavorable for marching? Does she know how much supplies it would take to feed these thousand men?

Leaving aside these important issues, she didn't even know how to solve the problem of a thousand people going to the toilet!

Even without a thousand people, any homeroom teacher who has led a class or a tour guide who has led a group knows how difficult it is to manage people. Ling Yi's demand for so many people really scared Zhang Qiran.

He was afraid that Ling Yi would take his thousand men away, and within a few days, half of them would die from the epidemic due to hygiene problems.

Ling Yi didn't argue with him. She simply got up, took out a roll of sheepskin map from her luggage, and spread it on the table: "This is a map I drew myself. General Zhang, please take a look."

Zhang Qiran looked over curiously, then his eyes widened.

He had seen the Ministry of War's map before, and even had a copy in his hand, but it was nowhere near as detailed as the one Ling Yi had.

Leaving aside the mountains, rivers, and lakes, there was even a spot marked on the map that didn't show any small tributaries or possible villages.

The more Zhang Qiran looked at the map, the wider his eyes became.

Anyone who has ever led an army knows the importance of maps. It can be said that if you have a more detailed map than your opponent, you have the power to win.

Of course, exceptions include people like the "God of the Gaoliang River" and Baozong, who are too human-like to be counted in human statistics.

"Did you draw this map?" He used the word "you" with a mixture of doubt and shock.

Ling Yi nodded and said, "All the newly added locations are evidenced by the books on the carriage."

While Xiao Yao was working as a little bee, Ling Yi read through all the books she could find about the Northern Lands, sketched out the outlines in her mind, placed the places that could be verified one by one, and drew this map.

This was the day she had been waiting for.

Zhang Qiran fell silent, thinking of the boxes and boxes of books he had secretly criticized.

“Even so, I cannot let the Princess be so willful. You have neither martial prowess nor any idea how difficult it is to lead an army…” He gritted his teeth and resolutely uttered his refusal. This Princess simply did not understand the magnitude of his refusal…

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in front of him. Seeing Ling Yi's fist suddenly attacking, Zhang Qiran quickly dodged.

The next moment, Ling Yi leaped over the table and attacked him, engaging him in a fierce battle within the tent.

While fighting, Ling Yi was also calling out the names of his men.

From his several deputy generals to battalion commanders, platoon leaders, and squad leaders, he clearly stated their names and hometowns.

When it came to the last person, Ling Yi also pressed Zhang Qiran, who had been punched several times in acupoints and was unable to struggle, to the ground.

Ling Yi took a few deep breaths and asked softly, "Now, can I lead the troops out?"

Zhang Qiran weakly patted the ground a few times, as listless as a turtle whose shell had been flipped over: "Yes, yes, Your Highness, please stop your supernatural powers!"

He never imagined that the princess, whose waist was not as thick as his thigh, would have such martial prowess.

Just now, the princess used her waist and legs to deliver a heavy kick to him, almost making him meet his mother again!

“A gentleman keeps his word.” Ling Yi lowered her eyes and looked at General Zhang, who looked like a gorilla.

"A promise is a promise! Let me go, my back hurts!" Zhang Qiran was surprisingly spineless at this moment.

Ling Yi then released him and stood up from the ground: "Then please ask General Zhang to make the preparations. I will change my armor and set off."

"Yes!" Zhang Qiran glanced at the dumbfounded Xiao Yao, quickly agreed, and bowed as he left the tent.

After he left, Xiao Yao asked blankly, "Are you going to fight in the war?"

“Yes.” Ling Yi pressed Xiao Yao down and said softly, “This is your fiefdom, your people. I cannot watch them die in vain.”

“The looters must also be punished.”

Even before arriving in the northern desert, Ling Yi knew what was going to happen.

Logically speaking, artificial intelligence should not attack humans unless absolutely necessary.

Flexible artificial intelligence possesses flexible underlying logic and flexible bottom lines.

The two ethnic groups had suffered heavy losses in the fighting, and Lingyi felt she needed to act as a messenger of justice and speak the truth to both sides.

For example, one cannot rob or kill indiscriminately, one cannot be impolite, and one cannot be unhygienic.

She believed that, under her justice, the two peoples would achieve great integration ahead of schedule, and many humans who should have died in the fighting would be able to survive.

As for the possibility of some bloodshed during this fusion?

This is the permissible cost under system operation.

688: [Don't talk nonsense! Our system doesn't calculate it that way!]

It's already so quiet, why is the host still throwing dirty water on it?

Ling Yi smiled: "It's alright. I was once a system too. If I say there's such a calculation, then there's such a calculation."

688: [Fine, you're older, so you get to decide.]

Ling Yi calmly sent 688 a mute message, then looked down at Xiao Yao, preparing to persuade him to accept her plan.

"No need to persuade me, I understand." Xiao Yao pursed her lips obediently and smiled. "I know you are doing this for my own good, and also for the good of the people."

He looked up, his eyes full of trust and tenderness: "I know you will succeed. Go ahead and do it. I will go and write to Father Emperor."

Ling Yi, who had prepared a whole speech, was unexpectedly relieved and kissed Xiao Yao on the forehead: "Don't worry, I will definitely come back safely. Be a good girl and wait for me in Tongcheng!"

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Xiao Yao smiled slightly, then rummaged through Ling Yi's trunk to find the armor that Ling Yi had prepared for him before, and dressed her in it. He looked extremely gentle and virtuous.