"Your Majesty, the Demon Race may look as though they are coming in with overwhelming force, invading the lands of Great Zhou's four prefectures with four armies. It appears that Great Zhou has no troops to deal with them.
"But in truth, Great Zhou can still easily dispatch four armies to face the Demon Race, and each army stands a high chance of victory."
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's eyes lit up at those words, and Minister of War Ban Di's expression relaxed as well. King Wei Liu Wubing had always been a man whose word carried the weight of nine tripods; he never spoke idly.
"This subject has three strategies that can ease Your Majesty's worries!" After King Wei Liu Wubing finished speaking, he gave a sharp call. "The map."
Grand Supervisor of the Inner Palace Tong Dehai, waiting nearby, hastily unfurled a massive spirit map along the western wall of East Arrival Pavilion.
"The first strategy I offer Your Majesty is called sharing a common hatred for the enemy—or following the course of righteousness," King Wei Liu Wubing said.
"Speak quickly." Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's eyes shone brightly.
"Your Majesty, Prince Li Ji Yuan commands heavy troops. To guard against his possible disloyal intentions, Great Zhou has also stationed heavy forces around the fourteen prefectures of Jiangnan—at least one and a half million elite soldiers, trapped there for nothing and unable to move.
"Your Majesty may first issue an explicit decree, ordering Prince Li Ji Yuan to spare no effort in annihilating the bird demons led by the Golden Peng Clan in Nanzhou, the closest enemy to him," King Wei Liu Wubing said.
"King Wei, given my imperial uncle's character and his current circumstances, I fear he will not accept an Imperial Decree so easily, will he?" Prince Huan