"Lao Zhang Ge, Lao Liu Ge, in the battle of Sixiang City, our army won a great victory, capturing tens of thousands of people in the area, and seizing a large amount of money, food, horses, weapons and armor!"

Officials were delighted with the reports.

However, before he could finish speaking, the memorial in his hand had already been snatched away by Zhang Tingyu.

After Zhang Tingyu got it, he glanced around and took in all the words.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Zhang Tingyu said three good words loudly, and the excitement on his face could no longer be concealed.

"let me see."

Liu Yu eagerly stood on tiptoe and approached Zhang Tingyu to read the good news.

After reading it once, twice, three times...after reading it three times in a row, I burst out laughing.

"Daqi, the country is stable!"

Many officials in Wenyuan Pavilion were shocked at the loss of attitude of the two pavilion elders at first, but then they realized the content of the good news, and they also became excited.

The dull atmosphere that had been lingering around the cabinet for a long time was swept away.

As Zhang Tingyu said...

The battle at Sixiang City was of great significance to Daqi.

This battle caused the enemy to lose all hope of luck.

From now on, they will never think about attacking the hinterland of Daqi.

Moreover, after this battle, they will no longer underestimate the strength of Da Qi's soldiers and horses.

In this battle, the Dameng tribe, Beilijia, and the Bozhou Yang family all suffered great losses.
Chapter completed!