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The first thousand and eighty-nine chapters we have not received the letter

"Zhao Da, this confrontation has been more than a month, why is there no movement at all until now?"

"You said that they will fight this battle?"

Cheng Chumo was a little confused about the current situation.

Nearly a month has passed since the emperor arrived at the front battlefield.

Except for the little contact that day, there was no movement after that.

This inevitably made Cheng Chumo feel strange.

In war, it is important to fight quickly and decide quickly. Such a stalemate will be a great blow to the morale of the soldiers.

Cheng Chumo has heard many complaints from his subordinates these days, and many people have begun to miss their hometown.

If this continues, I don’t know what will happen!

"I must fight, but I probably haven't figured out how to fight yet." Zhao Chen looked at the Goguryeo camp with many tents in front of him.

It's July now, and in another two months, the weather here will become cold.

Many soldiers from the Tang Dynasty came from the south.

It will probably be difficult to adapt to the environment here by then.

If you don't call it as early as possible, there will be many accidents.

"There is nothing to say on your father's side?" Zhao Chen and Cheng Chumo asked.

Cheng Chumo shook his head.

He is just a lie, and he is not like Zhao Chen who can meet the emperor and the others at any time.

There was no news about Zhao Chen, let alone Cheng Chumo.

"My father, that old guy, never reveals these military secrets to me."

"I just want to ask you this!" Cheng Chumo and Zhao Chen explained.

It would be fine if Cheng Yaojin didn't deal with him on weekdays.

Those military secrets would not be told to him.

"How are the winter clothes of the soldiers in Park Daoying?" Zhao Chen and Cheng Chumo asked.

The current war will definitely not end so easily.

Winter in the north is coming soon.

What you need to prepare must be prepared in advance.

"I had already told Xu Junshi about this half a month ago, and he also told His Majesty that His Majesty had gone to Chang'an and asked Fangxiu and others to send someone to transport winter clothes."

"It should be almost time to arrive in Chang'an at this time." Cheng Chumo said.

Zhao Chen nodded, and the emperor and the others were ready.

"Cheng Er, do you think if we secretly burn the granary of Yuan Gai Suwen in Zhenyuan City, will this war basically end?"

"Ah?" Cheng Chumo looked shocked.

...

"Your Highness, the prince has just received a letter from the front line, his majesty's order." Kong Yingda ran into the hall from outside with a letter in his hand.

Li Tai has been very modest these days.

If you don’t know anything about political affairs, you will humbly ask Fang Xuanling for advice.

When you meet Wei Zheng, you will also salute him.

Fang Xuanling felt that Li Tai seemed to have become a different person and felt much more at ease with him.

He also agreed to let Li Tai take some of the political affairs back to the East Palace for handling.

At this moment, Li Tai was watching the battle report sent back from the front line.

When he saw the battle report that Zhao Chen had just arrived at the front line, he made great contributions several times, and even rescued Niu Jinda, who had been captured alive before.

I was deeply respected by the frontline.

These contents made Li Tai very annoyed.

It is the person in the battle report who keeps him alive in shame at all times.

"What order?" Li Tai folded the previous frontline battle report and placed it on the table, looked up at Kong Yingda.

The expression on his face was very calm.

"Your Majesty said that the war on the front line is in a stalemate and will not know when it will end. I ordered the rear to send winter clothes, charcoal and other cold-proof items to the front line immediately without delay." Kong Yingda said, putting the letter in his hand in front of Li Tai.

"Your Highness, are we going to prepare these things?" Kong Yingda asked tentatively.

This is the emperor's order. If it is delayed and the emperor pursues it, it is not something they can escape responsibility.

Moreover, winter clothes and other things that keep warm are related to the life and death of frontline soldiers.

The emperor is there too.

This thing cannot be delayed.

But Kong Yingda knew that Li Tai was afraid that he would not be so willing to do this!

After all, Zhao Chen is also on the front line, who knows whether Li Tai will...

"Chang'an can prepare enough things like winter clothes to protect the cold?" Li Tai swept the letter in front of him and asked Kong Yingda.

"Absolutely, before the war, His Majesty asked someone to prepare these things in advance."

"It was just that time was tight and there was no time to take it away together." Kong Yingda explained.

He was a little confused.

Li Tai asked this, is it because he wanted someone to send all these things to the front line?

This is not like Li Tai's style.

"I understand." Li Tai nodded, picked up the letter in front of him and placed it on the candlelight beside him.

The flames ignited, and a letter turned into ashes in front of Kong Yingda's eyes.

Kong Yingda looked shocked, and for a moment he didn't know what Li Tai meant.

"Who sent the letter?" Li Tai's eyes fell on Kong Yingda.

"Frontline soldiers." Kong Yingda replied.

"We have not received this letter, do you understand?" Li Tai and Kong Yingda said slowly.

Kong Yingda felt a sudden heart, and he understood what Li Tai meant.

But these cold-proof items are placed in Chang'an, so they are not transported to the front line?

If something happens to the emperor then...

What Li Tai would not think about is to let the emperor get into trouble!

Kong Yingda secretly glanced at Li Tai, but saw him staring at him.

"Yes, I understand." Kong Yingda nodded quickly.

Kong Yingda has already boarded Li Tai's pirate ship, and now he can only walk the same way with his head down.

Kong Yingda retreated, and Li Tai continued to look at the front line report in front of him with a calm expression.

...

"Fang Xiang, today is July, and winter is coming very quickly on the front line battlefield. At most, winter will begin in two months."

"Your Majesty and the others did not bring winter clothes and other items to keep warm."

"In theory, there should be such an order these days, why is there still no movement?"

Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling asked in the Secretariat Office.

Fang Xuanling rubbed his head, which was a little swollen and painful, and looked at Wei Zheng: "Brother Xuancheng, don't be too anxious. Maybe the messenger is still on the way."

There are so many complaints in various places recently, and I stayed up all night last night.

Fang Xuanling felt very tired.

"Secret Fang, I'm worried that your Majesty's order will enter Chang'an City, but someone will stop him." Wei Zheng frowned.

He never believed that Li Tai would change.

Seeing that the front line would enter winter in two months, the emperor would never send someone to order.

Could it be possible to defeat the Goguryeo army in two months?

"No, Brother Xuancheng, don't worry, no one has such a courage." Fang Xuanling didn't believe that anyone had such a courage.

After all, the emperors are on the front line unless someone wants to treason.

Otherwise, I would never dare to conceal the emperor's orders.

Fang Xuanling knew that Wei Zheng was worried that Li Tai had concealed the emperor's orders.

But Li Tai is the crown prince, will he still put the safety of his father behind him?

Fang Xuanling didn't believe it.

Wei Zheng nodded and sighed. The front line is now in a stalemate, and I don’t know how long it will take to fight.

They can't help much now.

I just think about this logistics, but don’t have any problems.

"Brother Xuancheng, there are still many things to deal with, so stop thinking about other things."
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