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Ten years flew by in the blink of an eye.
In historical segnts, players only needed to deal with key monts, so ti passed swiftly.
So much so that many players still felt an unfulfilled desire when the Battle of Niu Zhu Pier had already arrived.
After the mist in their vision cleared, the players were all neatly assembled at Niu Zhu Pier.
However, among them, only a few were dressed as military officers, while the rest remained as civil officials.
Dressed in the robes of civil officials, on a hillside by one bank of Niu Zhu Pier.
With a commanding view, they could oversee the entire battlefield.
Even Emperor ng Yuan was present.
At this ti, Niu Zhu Pier was buzzing with activity. The Qi Army’s main camp was in the back, and there was a specially constructed temporary camp up on high ground with fluttering banners and large parasols, all quite cozy.
Emperor ng Yuan, in the guise of the emperor, was lounging under the command tent enjoying the shade, eating fruit with Chu Ge, who played Wang Wenchuan, while waiting for the battle to begin.
As for the players portraying other officials, they were also neatly seated, ready for the great show to begin.
Players like Li Hongyun, Zhao Haiping, and Fan Cun, who were dressed as generals, were busily preparing for battle.
On the great ships of the Qi Army’s navy, elite troops were filled to the brim.
ng Yuan looked toward the Jin soldiers’ camp and noticed that these demon-possessed Jin troops were already moving about, seemingly ready to board ships and cross the river at any mont.
"Confirm once more, we are certain not to be hit by the enemy’s catapults from here, right?" ng Yuan asked.
Cui Huowang, who played the role of Minister of the Ministry of Industry, nodded: "Yes, absolutely out of range."
ng Yuan then sat back down with relief.
If the core of Qi Dynasty’s power were to be wiped out by a Jin catapult while spectating from the outskirts of Niu Zhu Pier, it would be too ridiculous.
"Has General Yu’s Flying Tiger Army arrived yet? What about Wen Jun Shi?" Chu Ge, playing Wenchuan, asked.
The player beside him replied, "They’ve just arrived. General Yu is organizing his troops for battle."
Chu Ge was relieved: "Good, let’s wait patiently for the battle to comnce. Oh, and bring over Wen Jun Shi and the rest. We’ve reserved the best spots for them to view the battle."
Not long after, Wen Jun Shi and other old officials of the conservative party were led up the hill, their faces ashen.
"Your Majesty, if you wish for your servants to die, you could have said so directly; there was no need for such mockery, let alone to personally take risks!"
Wen Jun Shi’s face was not looking good, and his mood was obviously not great.
From Wen Jun Shi’s perspective, today was the day he was all but certain to et his death.
In this historical segnt, because the characters from two different historical tispaces were rged, the entire tiscape beca chaotic.
In fact, the year when Wen Jun Shi died, the Jin Country had not even been established, and what was amusing was that from the emperor to the ministers of Jin, they all greatly admired Wen Jun Shi.
Thus, Wen Jun Shi being brought to Niu Zhu Pier to personally watch the Qi Army battle the Jin soldiers was a mix-up of three different ti periods.
But the twisted slice of history had a strong self-correcting ability, naturally nding these errors.
So, in Wen Jun Shi’s understanding, he only knew that the Jin Country had mobilized an army of seven hundred thousand to invade from the north, unstoppable on their way to Niu Zhu Pier.
The original commanding officers of the defensive forces on Niu Zhu Pier had fled at the sight of them, leaving the Jin troops to cross the river unimpeded.
But at this mont, the emperor, having sohow arranged in advance, had all of the scattered old party officials "invited" to the front lines to witness the battle.
Was this a viewing or a path to death?
Although the historical segnt did not fill in many details, Wen Jun Shi’s mind was already deeply aware of the Jin people’s cruelty and formidable combat strength. In his view, fighting the Jin troops with just these few n at hand was simply courting death.
Moreover, why on earth would the emperor and Wang Wenchuan even think of leading the army in person?
To lead the army was one thing, but to do so with hardly anyone accompanying them, save for the previously trained Flying Tiger Army and a few naval forces...
Wen Jun Shi was pale, with only one thought in his mind: Perhaps the fall of the Qi Dynasty was today!
Although his book was not yet finished, he was forced to die for his country, indirectly caused by the foolish emperor, and couldn’t help feeling a sense of tragedy.
However, the other new party officials present in the sa camp seed carefree and jovial, as if they were about to watch a play, without feeling any pressure at all.
Over these ten years, Wen Jun Shi also constantly received news of the new policies through various channels.
He questioned the authenticity of this news ti and again but whether he asked his most trusted old friends or personally went to the fields to ask those perspiring old farrs, the answers were always the sa.
The new policies were popular among the farrs and indeed increased the nation’s wealth considerably!
The only ones who suffered were the landlords and the scholars.
Wen Jun Shi couldn’t figure out what was happening and was even more puzzled as to why officials and the emperor, while the Qi Dynasty was thriving, would actively co to Niu Zhu Pier to seek death.
"The Jin soldiers are crossing the river!"
Soone shouted.
Everyone looked into the distance, and they saw several large Jin ships breaking the waves and heading toward the opposite shore.
Clearly, these large ships were cramd full of Jin soldiers; once they landed, the Qi Army would hardly have any ability to fight back.
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