The two men had each come with their own objectives.
The Golden Crow Empire was beset on both front and rear. If things went even slightly wrong, he, the Emperor, might die before he had even secured his throne.
"My beloved ministers, do you have any good strategies?"
Chu Yang raised his head and looked at the group of old men from the Ministry of War. The old men in court were responsible for governing the Golden Crow Empire, while these old men assisted with military affairs and troop deployment.
"Emperor, the Golden Crow Empire is under attack from both front and rear. The situation is difficult to predict. Moreover, Your Majesty has only just ascended the throne and does not yet have sufficient control over the Golden Crow Empire."
"If we go to war now, our chances of victory are less than one in ten."
"Therefore, this old man believes we should strike at the Great Qing Dynasty first. Since when did some tiny dynasty dare shit on the head of the Golden Crow Empire?"
"First destroy the Great Qing Dynasty, then withdraw into defense. With the Great Qing Dynasty as our rear supply base, we can continue maneuvering against the Qilin Empire."
"Furthermore, once the Great Qing Dynasty has been destroyed, Your Majesty can seize this opportunity to take full control of the Golden Crow Empire as well."
Listening to the old man's reply, Chu Yang nodded. It was a good plan.
For an empire, wiping out a dynasty with a wave of the hand was possible largely because dynasties had no God Emperor-level experts.
As long as a God Emperor acted, they could flatten a dynasty's imperial capital with a single slap from billions of miles away.
This was a strike from an entirely higher dimension.
"However,