Seeing Lan Yuan speak with such certainty, Li Yi turned and went to arrange the personnel who would remain behind in Bijing.
"Taking the water route is brilliant. Father will never see it coming. Once we capture Lurong, then turn back and help take Xijuan, their expressions are sure to be spectacular." Gao Ling beamed with delight.
Chu Qing clasped his fists and asked, "The sky is still early. How long will we rest at Bijing? We should at least cover some ground today, shouldn't we?"
"Commander Chu, go spread the order at once. Have every camp assemble at the harbor immediately. We will depart without resting," Lan Yuan replied.
"Now? In such a hurry? Though taking the city just now did not cost us much effort, the soldiers should rest after battle. At the very least, they need something to eat to restore their strength, don't they?" Chu Qing was somewhat surprised.
"Just as Commander Chu said earlier, we should cover more ground while the weather is clear. The soldiers can rest and replenish themselves aboard the ships," Lan Yuan explained.
"This subordinate will see to it at once." Chu Qing clasped his fists and turned away.
Lan Yuan's thoughts were meticulous, and Yu Fan, standing nearby, could not help clicking his tongue in admiration. This young prince consort is truly remarkable. At such a young age, he can already stand on his own.
Yu Fan stepped closer, cupped his hands, and offered a suggestion. "Young General, if you are worried that Bijing may rebel again, why not leave this old man here? When dealing with these treacherous and wicked foreigners, only an iron-fisted hand will do. Once the rebels are gathered and a batch of them publicly executed, peace can be ensured for several years."
Lan Yuan returned