"Your Majesty."
Guilichi stepped forward, his expression grave and his tone urgent, as though the fate of the entire Great Yuan hung by a thread.
"Since the Ming Kingdom barbarians have deployed troops against our Great Yuan this time, they must have mobilized all the forces of the Ming Kingdom's Northern Frontier."
"The Daning Border Army that took Liaodong from us, along with the Ming Kingdom's elite troops, must be among them. There is no time for further deliberation."
As Guilichi spoke, he slightly raised his head, putting on a heavy expression, though the corner of his eye swept over the many generals nearby.
"This minister agrees." A military commander immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists, and declared loudly, "Your Majesty, please put the greater good first. The Ming Kingdom is the true enemy of our Great Yuan. Please reconsider."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Northern Yuan generals all stepped forth. Every one of them wore the look of someone devoted to Great Yuan, and they shouted in unison, "Your Majesty, please put Great Yuan first."
Their voices echoed through the main hall, making even the curtains inside tremble slightly.
Clearly, they shared Guilichi's thoughts. They all realized that the Ming Kingdom had come with overwhelming force and that Great Yuan faced an enormous crisis. Yet while it was a crisis, it was also the best chance to keep their estates and tribes beyond the court's control.
Seeing this, the Northern Yuan Emperor furrowed his brows tightly. A trace of hesitation and conflict showed in his eyes as he slowly turned to Shiliemen. In this situation, Shiliemen seemed to be the only lifeline he could grasp, and he could only seek his help. "Chancellor, what do you think?"
"Your Majesty." Shiliemen bowed slightly, his expression calm as he