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Zong Luo thought, this feeling was a bit like holding a nuclear bomb in his hand before transmigrating inside the book. Regardless of whether it would be used or not, even if it was not used, it was a deterrent to other countries. If really wanted to be used, the earth could already be destroyed dozens of times, at most a small-scale test explosion. So how terrifying the most cutting-edge and most terrifying nuclear bomb could be, no one knew, even the developer himself did not know.

“There are three camps in total, isn’t this like gambling? Who can ensure the safety of His Highness the Crown Prince?”

The generals gathered around the table, discussing how to arrange things.

At this moment, Gongsun You offered a feasible suggestion. “Your Highness has been stationed in the left camp for some time. If Your Highness is not in the camp and happens to strike when they attack, it would be safer.”

This idea was indeed somewhat whimsical.

But upon careful consideration, it was indeed quite feasible. After all, the goal was to get out of the range of the Shenji Crossbow, not to die here. As for where the Shenji Crossbow would be, the Wei Country would definitely fight on all three fronts, and it would be clear at a glance in front of the army.

Several generals nodded, thinking that this method was feasible.

However, in just a few days, Gongsun You had been running around in various camps, earning recognition with his own strength, which was not easy.

To be honest, once the Shenji Crossbow came out, it would definitely draw blood.

Since the Wei Country dared to bring it out, it meant they were fully confident. The safety of Zong Luo was indeed a big problem and a top priority.

So they went ahead with this plan.

About three days later, the horn for the largest scale war against the Wei Country since Great Yuan’s arrival finally sounded.

Zong Luo and Zong Ruichen sat together in the main camp tent, listening to the continuous horn outside, the sound of horse hooves and heavy cavalry as if they were going to trample the ground into flight, he asked sideways, “Are you scared?”

There were small-scale battles before, but they were far from the camp.

Zong Ruichen shook his head.

“Good.” Zong Luo praised him. “The first time I went to the battlefield, I was really scared.”

This sentence was really not false.

As a transmigrator, in addition to swordsmanship, he learned the most about military strategy in the Ghost Valley. If he didn’t go to the battlefield, it’s simply a waste of his martial arts.

On the first day of cleaning the battlefield, Zong Luo was even carried by the commanding general at the time.

Looking at the broken limbs and remains all over the ground, he very realistically performed a live vomiting.

Later, he got used to it.

Zong Ruichen also had to go through this. Zong Luo had already arranged for him to clean up the battlefield these days, and he was somewhat secretly gloating in his heart.

Fortunately, the former adapted quite quickly.

After the evening drum to call back the soldiers, the patrolling soldiers of both sides were still holding torches, stationed on the watchtower.

After hastily washing with a basin of water, Zong Ruichen changed his clothes, held a candle, and groped in the dark to sleep in his sleeping bag.

Although they treat everyone equally, after all, he was a prince, no matter how equal they were, he couldn’t be the same as ordinary soldiers. On the battlefield, Zong Luo still transferred the person to a small tent near the main camp. The defense here was the most strict, and he was not afraid of any accidents happening.

Zong Ruichen lay in bed, not blowing out the candle immediately, but instead listened attentively to the sounds around him. Once he was sure no one had heard, he stealthily took something out from under his pillow.

It was a piece of jade silk, with a few words written on it.

He stared at the jade silk, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to get up, wrote a few replies on it, and stuffed it onto a pigeon that was painted black all over for sending messages.

The next day, Zong Luo received this unexpected information.

“Ye Linghan sent a message, the Shenji Crossbow has a way to lock onto me?”

He really didn’t expect that Ye Linghan, who hadn’t contacted him for a long time and hadn’t sent any news, would secretly send him intelligence at this time.

And it was such a shocking piece of news.

Since the start of the war, the Wei Country’s Imperial City had been completely sealed off, unable to send out any news.

The camp was stationed nearby, and any pigeons used for sending messages seen in the sky were shot down directly.

Of course, just doing this was still unable to stop the transmission of messages.

Now the Wei Country has released a lot of false news, and until the last moment, they have no idea where to invade from.

“Yes.”

Under the gaze of many people, Zong Ruichen’s fingers tucked inside his sleeve tightened silently, “When I was in the Cold Palace with Ye Linghan, in order to avoid being bullied by Zong Hongjiu, we invented a method of passing messages in secret.”

This was not something Zong Ruichen made up, it was true.

What he didn’t say was that what Ye Linghan brought this time was actually a piece of brocade.

Zong Ruichen was in charge of the documents, and only he saw the brocade sent by the pigeon.

“Yes, Ye Linghan said, detected once recently and confirmed the location of the Third Brother. It can be transported to the front line at the latest tomorrow.”

The three camps were not too far apart, but they had long been reduced to a battlefield. If they move now, it would already be too late. They could only follow the previous suggestion of Gongsun You, strike with the army, retreat a distance to the rear, and should not enter the range of the Shenji Crossbow.

They just needed to release false news, and after the Shenji Crossbow shoots out that extremely costly arrow, he could return to the camp.

Since it was news brought by Zong Ruichen, Zong Luo naturally didn’t think much about it.

“Okay, let’s do it this way.”

On the contrary, Yu Beizhou, who was sitting in the camp tent, bored and staring at his fingers, suddenly looked up and gave Zong Ruichen an inscrutable look.