"Your Highness."
Ming Qingfeng reported, "The Three Prefectures will be regained within half a month. Although it is too late to save the 150,000 troops, we can still ensure that West Qi is blocked to the west of the Heavenly Mountains, and they will absolutely not breach the Central Plains."
In just one year,
the hair of King Jin Cao Huan had turned mostly white. "Good, I am aware," he said.
"Alas..."
Inside the hall,
there was an air of dejection.
"150,000 troops!"
"150,000!"
"..."
The territory of the Great Sheng Dynasty was vast and, if pushed, could indeed muster an army of two and a half million, though most were assembled in the Central Plains and could not be sent on distant campaigns since the larger the force, the greater the consumption. These 150,000 troops were over seventy percent of the forces in the west. From now on, regaining control would be as hard as reaching for the heavens.
"And that Chen Sansi..."