Meng Hu picked up Zhao Qinghan's naked body, walked up the stairs from the bathtub, and gently put Zhao Qinghan down. The maid who was guarding next to her quickly took a clean bath towel and wiped the water droplets on her body. Meng Hu tilted his head and admired the beauty's spring scenery. Zhao Qinghan couldn't help but hang her head shyly.

The relationship between the two has risen to this level overnight, which can be said to be completely beyond Zhao Qinghan's expectations.

Zhao Qinghan never thought that Meng Hu would suddenly return to the city at this time, nor did she expect that he would break into the bath and launch the most direct attack on her. Faced with Meng Hu's extremely aggressive attack, Zhao Qinghan could not even organize a decent resistance. When she came back, the petals withered, and she had changed from a girl to a young woman.

Meng Hu clearly saw the uneasiness in Zhao Qinghanfang's heart, so he reached out and gently lifted her chin and said in a harmonious voice: "I said that as long as I am there, no one will hurt you, and no one will let you suffer any grievances. I will do what I say and never break my promise."

Zhao Qinghan's heart trembled, and her beautiful eyes suddenly became blurred.

Meng Hu smiled slightly, took the bathrobe from the maid Lian'er and drank it on his body, wiped the water stains on his hair three times and two times, and then sat down on the jade lounge chair beside the bathhouse. Then he turned around and ordered the other two maids and said, "Why are you still standing there? Let the lady come and sit tightly."

"Yes, son-in-law."

The two maids agreed shyly, quickly withdrew their gaze from Meng Hu's strong body, turned around and helped Zhao Qinghan to walk on the jade recliner beside Meng Hu and lay down. Zhao Qinghan then came to his senses from his shyness and asked softly: "By the way, aren't you commanding the barbarian cavalry outside the city? Why are you back to the city? Is there something wrong?"

Meng Hu nodded and said with a serious expression: "I suffered a great loss last night, and there are only four thousand cavalry left!"

"Ah?" Zhao Qinghan suddenly lost her expression and said in a trembling voice, "What should I do?"

"Don't worry." Meng Hu stretched out his right hand and gently held Zhao Qinghan's soft horn and said softly, "Although we suffered a great loss last night, the old man Situ Rui didn't take any advantage. I killed more than 20,000 light cavalrymen in his entire cavalry division. Humph, we still made a profit."

Zhao Qinghan said with concern: "But the remaining barbarian cavalry is unlikely to pose a threat to the Mingyue bandits' grain transport team."

Meng Hu nodded and said, "You are right. Most of the remaining 3,000 cavalrymen are injured. It will be difficult to recover their combat effectiveness without a period of rest. It is even more impossible to threaten the Mingyue Bandits' grain transport team. This matter is not over yet. I also thought of another way. After planning it, it can not only threaten the Mingyue Bandits' grain transport team, but also force Situ Rui's old man to retreat.

"What's the solution? Tell me quickly."

With that intimate physical relationship, Zhao Qinghan's tone was unconsciously a sense of acting coquettishly.

Meng Hu smiled and said, "This strategy is called surrounding the city in the countryside."

Zhao Qinghan couldn't help but frowned and asked in confusion: "The countryside surrounds the city?"

Meng Hu didn't explain, and then asked: "Our western provinces are nearly a thousand miles in radius, with six prefectures in Xiling, Sanjiang, Hedong, Henan, Hebei and Shanyang. The total population is more than 6 million, right?"

Zhao Qinghan nodded gently and said, "Yes."

Meng Hu said again: "Excluding the elderly, young, women and children, there should be more than one million strong men in these more than six million people, right?"

Zhao Qinghan thought for a while and replied: "There should be at least more than 1.8 million."

"Hehe." Meng Hu laughed twice, and a strange cold look suddenly flashed across his face, and then said, "If these strong men can arouse their shared hatred for the enemy, more than 1.8 million troops will be at their fingertips. With this more than 800,000 troops, even if one person spits, it will be enough to destroy Situ Rui's 200,000 troops!"

Zhao Qinghan frowned and said, "But those civilians are unarmed and may not be willing to fight with the Mingyue bandits, right?"

Meng Hu said: "That's not necessarily true. If the Mingyue bandits want to destroy their homes, invade their fields, and plunder their food and women, they will definitely rise up and resist. As long as someone takes the lead, the spark will immediately start a prairie fire. At that time, the entire Sanjiang Plain will become a battlefield, and Situ Rui's army of more than 200,000 will be completely destroyed!"

Zhao Qinghan still disbelief: "Is this possible?"

"Of course it's possible." Meng Hu said very confidently, "but there must be a prerequisite."

Zhao Qinghan said: "What conditions?"

Meng Hu's eyes showed a fierce look and said in a deep voice: "We must let the nobles and priests in the western provinces bleed and let them donate the land under their names."

"Hey, I understand. Are you talking about sharing these fields to the people of the western provinces? Then use these fields to inspire the common hatred of more than one million strong men?" Zhao Qinghan's eyes lit up first, and then said with concern, "But what should those nobles and priests do not want to donate their fields?"

Meng Hu's eyes were stern and said with a grim voice: "Now, the nobles and priests of the entire western province are almost all taking refuge in Xiling. You will send invitations one by one later, and say that the situation of the war has taken a major turn. Please come to the Governor's Office to discuss the major plan. Humph, as long as they step into this Governor's Pay, you won't be able to step out again without putting some blood."

"This..." Zhao Qinghan asked with some concern, "Will this bring criticism from His Majesty the Emperor and the Holy See?"

"I can't control that much." Meng Hu said coldly, "I am in a hurry to follow the power. If I don't do this, Xiling will not be able to defend it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Seeing that Meng Hu had made up his mind, Zhao Qinghan stopped saying anything more.

I don’t know when, but Zhao Qinghan gradually gained absolute trust in Meng Hu. Even if Meng Hu boasted that he could shoot down the sun in the sky, she would probably believe it.

Two hours later, the nobles and priests of the Holy See who fled to Xiling to take refuge were invited to the Governor's Office. The Governor's Hall, which could accommodate more than a thousand people, could not accommodate them. As a result, many low-level nobles and low-level priests could only stand on the steps outside the hall to drink the northwest wind.

In fact, this is also the shadow of the entire Glorious Empire.

Not only the western provinces, but also the other major provinces, and the situation in the Gyeonggi provinces is even more serious.

After hundreds of years of inheritance, the scale of the noble class and priest class has expanded rapidly. Now, the entire empire has more than 6 million nobles and priests with more than 6 million people. This huge group has occupied more than 90% of the empire's land, and almost all the civilians have become tenants and relied on renting land from aristocrats and churches to survive.

In order to satisfy their luxurious and desolate life, the exploitation of tenants by the nobles and the church is very cruel. Many tenants work hard for a year and cannot even fill the family's stomach. If they encounter natural disasters and man-made disasters, it will be even worse. They can only leave their hometowns to beg for food.

The reason why Meng Hu thought of the method of "surrounding the city in the countryside" was because he knew the situation of the tenants.

As long as you get the land deeds from the nobles and priests, and then distribute these fields to the tenants who have no food and clothing, you can completely inspire the tenants' determination to defend their families and the country. Meng Hu will then spread out the remaining 600 veterans in his hand, and in a few days, he will be able to bring back 60,000 or even 600,000 troops!

Of course, Meng Hu would not naively think that these peasant troops could fight Situ Rui's Mingyue army. Meng Hu never thought of fighting with Situ Rui. Meng Hu only needed to lead these peasant troops to move around to fight guerrillas, and occasionally assembled more than 100,000 or 200,000 people to suppress the grain transport team behind the Mingyue Empire Army.

Once the time is right, there is no time to gather more troops to fight tough battles or large-scale battles. If Sanjiang City, Hedong City or Hexi Fortress can be restored, Situ Rui should not eat or eat, and he will not sleep well. Once the retreat is cut off, the entire army will be destroyed.

At that time, Situ Rui will be completely in a dilemma of advancing and sending troops to suppress the enemy will not be able to suppress it at all. How can more than one million peasant soldiers start? If you don’t suppress it, you will be in trouble later. Moreover, the longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it will be for the Mingyue Empire Army, because the peasant army has a large enough base and can ignore the consumption of troops. This army will only become more and more powerful and more tenacious as it fights...

The hall was crowded with people, and the nobles and priests were among the crowds, making it as lively as a vegetable market.

As the noise was clamoring, a loud voice suddenly sounded outside the door of the hall: "Qing Han is here..."

The nobles and priests who were whispering stopped talking, turned their heads and looked towards the side door in unison, then held their right hands and bent down humbly. With the sound of light footsteps, Zhao Qinghan, wearing a mourning uniform, walked into the hall pretty with Meng Hu's support.

Seeing Zhao Qinghan and Meng Hu appear together, and Meng Hu's right hand was holding Zhao Qinghan's left hand, the nobles and priests in the hall opened their eyes wide in shock, and their minds were a little unsteady. Zhan Ying and Jing Tiancheng, who were hiding in the crowd, saw Meng Hu's seven-star sword hanging around his waist at first glance, and their expressions were gloomy.

Zhao Qinghan deliberately asked Meng Hu to hold her tenderness to attend such a large parliament, and Meng Hu was also hung around her waist with the seven-star sword given to Zhao Qinghan by His Majesty the Emperor. All this is enough to explain the problem. Zhao Qinghan just wanted to announce her engagement with Meng Hu in public.
Chapter completed!