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Chapter 103: How lucky to escape? 1

"I think it's inappropriate."

Another veteran said: "Prince Ping has just experienced a big battle, and the whole army is still recovering. What's more, he is still seriously injured, and it is not suitable to lead troops easily. Such little thieves can be led by the frontline general.

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"I agree with your lord, how can I kill a chicken with an ox-knife? Prince Ping's duty is to protect the royal city. If such evil sects cause chaos, it can only be done by the frontline generals." Someone else continued.

"But as a prince, if King Ping personally leads the troops to exterminate the rebels, it will definitely boost morale and show the majesty of our king." Some other ministers said.

"Why is it necessary for Prince Ping to take action in this battle? Can Prince Ping be dispatched at will to help put out fires?" The people on the other side continued to retort.[



The discussion was very heated, and both sides were equally divided.

The old monarch looked at the opinions of the two parties, turned to look at his eldest son who had not spoken a word, and said: "Eldest Prince, what do you think?"

After hearing this, the eldest prince said respectfully: "What both parties said is reasonable. I am willing to listen to my father's teachings."

Nodding slightly, the old monarch looked at his son who had never spoken a word and said, "Fourth Prince, what do you think?"

Luo Chao said: "Far water cannot quench the near thirst. The three southern tribes are too far away from the royal city. If they lead troops from the royal city, it will easily miss the opportunity to fight. I believe that we should first let the tribal troops suppress them nearby, and then let the frontline generals lead their troops to support them. The final move

Annihilate!”

After hearing this, the old monarch thought for a moment, and finally nodded slightly and said: "Send the order to the frontier general and prepare to support the tribal army and wipe out the rebels!"

"Yes!" the communications officer accepted the order and immediately stepped back.

"Okay, the discussion is over, let's all disperse." The old monarch stood up and returned to the inner tent with the support of his personal servant.

Everyone exited one after another and left in an orderly manner.

After leaving the meeting hall, several officials came forward to express condolences to Luo Chao's injury.

Then, a brocade dress inlaid with wisteria came over.

With a smile on his lips, but a pair of peach blossom eyes staring coldly, Luo Hong bowed slightly and said in Luo Chao's ear: "You are so lucky, you escaped another disaster."

"Thanks to the Second Prince Brother." Luo Chao lowered his eyes and responded with a half-smile.

With a flick of his sleeves, Luo Hong snorted and turned to leave. The hatred in his eyes was so obvious before leaving.
Chapter completed!
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