We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

What methods hasn't Lin Tong used to boost morale?

Zhou Tiancheng said something similar, and Lin Tong also said something similar.

That's where the strange thing is.

Fang Datong and the others ignored what Lin Tong said.

As soon as Zhou Tiancheng finished speaking, Fang Datong immediately went back to get his nephews and nieces home.

Some people were puzzled and asked Khalil Fong.

"Why do you disobey General Lin's orders, but become so obedient to the Crown Prince's?"

Khalil Fong provided an explanation.

"No matter how Lin Tong behaves, he is still within the rules of officialdom. Even if he really wants the Northern Frontier Army and the Barbarian Army to fight to the death, he would not dare to send our nephews to their deaths."

"But the Crown Prince is different; he truly does what he says."

"Lin Tong is worried that the other twelve members of our Thirteenth Military Commission will directly sideline him, making it impossible for him to establish a foothold in the northern frontier."

"But the Crown Prince has offended us. He will directly let the National Protection Army take over the Military Commission. The brothers in the Northern Frontier trust the Crown Prince, and even we are helpless against him."

To put it bluntly, Fang Datong is not afraid of offending Lin Tong; he only wants to seek greater benefits.

But he was really afraid of offending Zhou Tiancheng. Zhou Tiancheng gave him a bottom line, and he immediately followed it.

With Fang Datong taking the lead, the other generals in the northern frontier followed suit and began a new round of military reshuffling.

The large number of wealthy young men retiring from the military has left many vacancies.

You can't deny that these wealthy young people are indeed more capable than ordinary people.

But Zhou Tiancheng didn't care about any of that; he just wanted someone willing to risk their life for him.

The political commissar was dispatched again.

They were all former political commissars. When they went down to the military camp, they didn't talk about defending the country; they just focused on one idea.

"Do you want to stand out from the crowd? Do you want to be superior to others?"

"If you defeat the barbarians, you've succeeded. Even if you aren't granted titles, at least if you don't act recklessly, you can be guaranteed a life of comfort and security!"

For the vast majority of people, isn't all they want simply to be free from worries about food and clothing?

The political commissars made further guarantees.

"Even if you sacrifice your lives, you will be martyrs, the kind recognized by the imperial court. Your families will enjoy the same benefits as families of martyrs, and they won't have to pay taxes on their land!"

These words deeply resonated with the soldiers at the lower ranks.

Some of the older people even spoke up directly.

"Political Commissar, I want to be at the very front!"

"I'm old, I've lived enough, and when I die, so be it. If I can bring a lot of convenience to my family, then I've gained something!"

"Young people, all of you go to the back! Don't compete with us old men for a chance to die!"

That's how the atmosphere changes!

It's not that Lin Tong doesn't know how to change things, it's that he has no way to change Fang Datong!

But Chou Tien-cheng is different!

He directly told Khalil Fong to go down and announce it.

"Fighting barbarians, one kill counts as two battle merits!"

"Even if you sell it, it'll still be six taels of silver!"

With just that one sentence, the morale of all the soldiers soared.

Are they barbarians?

That's walking silver coins!

These changes in morale took almost a month to achieve.

Fortunately, a dynamic balance has been formed among the three parties. In the short term, the barbarians are unable to launch an attack, which gives Zhou Tiancheng and his group a chance to adjust.

at the same time.

The National Protection Army also mobilized 20,000 men.

The 30,000 National Protection Army that went to Northern Xia back then has now grown to a full 50,000.

Among them, the majority were still Daqian people, but more than 10,000 were Beixia people who belonged to Tuoba Lie's army.

All those selected this time were from the Great Qian Dynasty, but Tuoba Lie still came.

He strongly requested to lead troops.

Shi Cheng was somewhat dissatisfied.

"This is a war for our Great Qian Dynasty, why don't you just let me handle it?"

Tuoba Lie smiled.

"Our Northern Xia was almost destroyed by the barbarian army, so our hatred for Northern Xia runs even deeper!"

"His Highness the Crown Prince has mobilized the National Protection Army at this time. If I'm not mistaken, he's definitely launching a counterattack against the barbarian army. Northern Xia can't participate this time, but I, Tuoba Lie, can!"

What else is there to say?

They all hook up with the mynah birds.

Shi Cheng, as the commander-in-chief, and Tuoba Lie, as the deputy commander, appeared together before Zhou Tiancheng.

Zhou Tiancheng was somewhat surprised, but he didn't say anything unnecessary and simply spread out the map.

"The chances of winning this battle are very high."

"First of all, the barbarian army's battle lines are too long, bordering three countries at the same time: Northern Xia, Da Qian, and Northern Rong. Their arrogance has long aroused the dissatisfaction of the surrounding countries."

"Therefore, this time, it is a joint effort by multiple parties to subdue the barbarian army."

"Secondly, the barbarian army is too arrogant; they seem to look down on everyone else."

"Thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, they came all the way from the far north with smooth sailing, seemingly without encountering any formidable opponents, which has led to a change in their attitude towards us."

"Putting everything else aside, when they transport supplies, they often only have two hundred men escorting them. I'm asking you, how many men does your army have when you transport supplies?"

Tuoba Lie instantly understood Zhou Tiancheng's meaning: attack the barbarian army's supply lines!

He also gave his own answer.

"At least five hundred people, especially on the grasslands, where there are bandits and mountain thieves everywhere. If there are fewer people, those people will become bolder."

Shi Cheng gave an awkward smile.

"We don't have many people escorting the supplies, but we transport them all within the territory of Daqian, so we rarely encounter ambushes."

Zhou Tiancheng nodded slightly.

"That's the problem."

"They transported grain across the grasslands, but once the looting was successful, the grain was scattered across the grasslands, and they couldn't catch up even if they wanted to."

"Currently, the premise is that we don't run away with our supplies."

"Set their supplies on fire, denying them any chance to resupply!"

"If we can maintain a stalemate on the main battlefield and delay the inevitable defeat of the barbarian army!"

"Therefore, I have only one purpose: I need the two of you to lead the National Protection Army to cause trouble in the heart of the barbarian army's territory. The greater the chaos, the greater the merit!"

"Is it possible?"

Shi Cheng and Tuoba Dao both licked their lips excitedly.

"Your Highness, just watch!"

Without a word, the two agreed and left with the National Protection Army.

Just as Zhou Tiancheng had predicted, over the next three months, the barbarian army, which had started out arrogantly, gradually lost its composure and its morale plummeted.

Even so, they maintained their level of ferocity.

Three months later, one day, all the barbarian soldiers, parched and thirsty, gathered together, their eyes greedily fixed on the Great Qian camp.

They've run out of supplies!

Their general gave them only one order: if they wanted to survive, they had to rob!

As a result, the restless barbarian army could no longer control themselves and gathered on the battlefield like zombies.

This battle will inevitably be the most difficult one for the Great Qian Dynasty.

Zhou Tiancheng stood on the city wall, looking at the barbarian army in the distance, and then turned to ask Xinhua.

"What did the Central Military Commission say?"

Xinhua nodded slightly and said only four words.

Morale is high.