Night fell. Stars dotted the sky, the moon glowed dimly, and starlight was sparse. The whole earth seemed to have fallen asleep.
With a smile on his face and in excellent spirits, Jiang Mingyang went to the emperor's palace to meet the emperor, “Xue Qinghe.”
The two talked and laughed together for an entire night...
Around four or five in the morning, Jiang Mingyang emerged from the palace with a rosy complexion and a look of delight, then returned to his tent.
Back in his tent, Jiang Mingyang drank a bowl of goji berry soup and lay down for about half an hour.
Once he seemed to have recovered, Jiang Mingyang sent for the Marquis of Chengyang, Zhao Fa, and the newly appointed Censor-General. They talked for a full hour.
Compared with his long conversation with the emperor, this meeting was much shorter.
No one knew what Jiang Mingyang and the others had discussed, but... everyone would soon find out.
Since the Heaven Dou Empire's army had arrived at the Balak Kingdom front, the two armies had been fighting a war of attrition across the Bafas River, unable to engage in a large-scale battle.
Neither commander had many options when faced with such a natural barrier. Once the armies clashed in force, it would essentially be the final battle.
Until that final battle came, all they could do was wear each other down.
Other tactics might have worked too, but a war of attrition was by far the most common approach.
Even at the front, the ministers maintained their custom of attending morning court.
It was simply easier to excuse anyone who could not attend for special reasons.
After all, everything on a battlefield demanded flexibility, and there was no telling what might happen.
Inside Emperor "Xue Qinghe's" palace, the