CMWKSD -Chapter 255 Complete Victory

Jiu Yue looked at Emperor Fengyuan with a frown. “Do we still have to spar with the Northern Barbarians troops? Isn’t this already over?”

Emperor Fengyuan paused for a moment. “Who told you it’s over?”

He had arranged for the Special Training Camp to spar with the Northern Barbarians elite militia, while all the envoys from various nations watched.

This wasn’t just to show Zhuo Mu that defeating Northern Barbarians wouldn’t take three or five years—it was also meant to intimidate other countries, to prevent them from itching to provoke Daqi day after day.

The emperor went on at length, breaking everything down and explaining it to Jiu Yue from all angles. It was exactly like when Ji Yiqing had lectured her not to kill anyone.

Yet Jiu Yue was still puffed up with anger. This brat tended to stir up trouble whenever she did something reluctantly.

Emperor Fengyuan furrowed his brow, but a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He said lightly, “Since you’re so unwilling, the ten thousand taels of silver I was going to reward you for your efforts after the drill, as well as the two mountains on the outskirts of the capital, can just be forgotten.”

Jiu Yue had been cross, hands on her hips, ready to disband the Special Training Camp. Now she had new work to do. She wasn’t a beast of burden, after all.

But upon hearing this, she immediately dropped her hands, turned to the emperor, and flashed the brightest, most dazzling smile imaginable.

She wasn’t a beast of burden—but who could resist a beast of burden with silver?

Everyone in the world was a silver-loving beast of burden.

“Oh, Your Majesty, that’s a wise suggestion! A drill is definitely a good thing—I’ll have them prepare immediately. It will definitely have a psychological impact.”

The emperor shot her a glance. “Weren’t you unwilling?”

“Who? Who said that?”

Emperor Fengyuan couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation. “You said it yourself! How can you forget so quickly?”

Jiu Yue blinked innocently, her eyes wide and clear. “What Jiu Yue said just now has nothing to do with the current Jiu Yue.”

The Crown Prince: !!!

Ying Yi: !!!

Li Feng: I’ve learned, I’ve learned.

Emperor Fengyuan, deciding it was better not to worry, flicked Jiu Yue on the head. “Go prepare. In three days, you’ll spar with the Northern Barbarians elite militia. If you lose face, I’ll hold you accountable!”

When it came to matters of state, the emperor still trusted Jiu Yue. Losing face was out of the question.

Jiu Yue bounced away, smiling brightly.

The Crown Prince, worried, looked at the emperor. “Father, do we need someone to supervise this?”

Emperor Fengyuan’s eyes narrowed. “What? You don’t trust Jiu Yue? Has she ever made mistakes in such matters?”

The Crown Prince hesitated. “I was just thinking, you mentioned the drill is to intimidate neighboring countries. I’m concerned—what if the intimidation goes too far?”

The emperor blinked and suddenly remembered how nearly all the civil officials who had returned from Pingtai County had been plagued by nightmares of Jiu Yue, spearing them with long spears and laughing ominously. He had truly forgotten that.

But then he thought: if it instills fear, why not?

If the envoys from these countries returned terrified, just like his useless civil officials, wouldn’t that be a good thing?

Waving his hand: “No matter. If she can really use the Special Training Camp of three hundred people to achieve such an effect, wouldn’t that be even better?”

The Crown Prince frowned, then slowly nodded. “Father is right.”

Three days later.

The drill field on the outskirts of the capital.

Originally, the plan was for the Special Training Camp to spar with the Northern Barbarians elite militia. But when Jiu Yue heard that over five hundred of them were coming, she felt it might not be enough.

So she politely asked the other countries if they wanted to join.

Everyone thought, “If Daqi embarrasses itself, why not?” and eagerly agreed.

Before long, each nation had selected the elite troops from their own guards, bringing the total to one thousand facing Jiu Yue’s three hundred.

Any more would have been too much—it wasn’t a real battle.

Jiu Yue still thought the scale was too small. In modern times, large parades were used to display national power. Three hundred people weren’t even enough to fill a small gap. But that was the limit in this dynasty, which had no concept of military parades or organized drills.

Jiu Yue wasn’t a combat genius, but what did the Huaxia people lack? Resolve, brains, and martial skill.

Seeing the drill grow so large, generals like Shen Jiangjun came to assist.

Jiu Yue didn’t know how to fight, but she could build on the wisdom of others. Standing on the shoulders of giants.

Although she hadn’t had a good life in modern times due to the Dark Moon, she knew how strong the Huaxia people could be, thanks to their ancestors’ hard work.

She had no experience commanding large troop formations and didn’t know tactics. So she explained to Shen Zongsheng and the other generals the most classic Huaxia infantry formation: the “Three-Three Formation.”

She didn’t fully understand it herself, but she gestured wildly as she described it, mixing things up in her explanation.

Unexpectedly, all the generals lit up. If this “Three-Three Formation” could be applied on the battlefield, how many enemy soldiers could be saved?

So when it was announced that three hundred Daqi militia would spar against elite guards from multiple nations, even the common people of Daqi held their breath.

It was the first time the Three-Three Formation was used. Jiu Yue hadn’t been thorough, and they could only replicate a fraction of it.

In the end, Jiu Yue summarized it in one sentence: win by any means necessary.

What was supposed to be a three-day drill ended with the complete annihilation of the multi-nation elite troops, once again letting the name of Daqi echo across the land.

The impromptu Three-Three Formation devised by Shen Jiangjun and the others bewildered the enemy. Although there were only three hundred people in the Daqi Special Training Camp, it seemed as if there were troops everywhere.

The enemy found themselves trapped in an incredibly formidable encirclement.

Throughout the process, they couldn’t figure out where Daqi’s militia had come from—hidden in trees by the roadside, in the ground, in the water…

They disguised themselves as all sorts of people: pregnant women, children, elderly women, and old men.

At the most unexpected moments, elite troops were struck down.

All the envoys watched from the high platform as the flags representing the elite troops were taken down, one by one, while the Special Training Camp’s flags took much longer to fall.

Everyone unconsciously held their breath.

So this was the Daqi of today.