Concubine's Handbook of Good Life in Ancient Times

Chapter 367

Seeing this, the prince had no choice but to continue his study, sometimes comparing on the map, and sometimes planting some flags on the sand table.

The generals looked at it, and although they felt that the prince's formation was still a little immature, it was far superior to his peers. Occasionally, there were some amazing moves. Although they could not decide the outcome, they could still cause some damage to the enemy, or make them I can't figure it out, I don't know what the other party is going to do next.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Xian walked in with his three younger brothers.

"Well, everyone is here! Sit down, don't be too polite."

Fang Xian pressed down with both hands, then went to the Prince's side to watch him set up the formation.

"Your Highness, have you read all the books I gave you?"

Fang Xian looked at the prince in surprise, it was a big box, and what the prince used today happened to be the last book he asked the prince to read.

"Yes, there are many places in the book that I don't understand very well. When I have time, I will ask my uncle for advice."

Even though the prince slowed down his reading speed, he ended up reading all the books within half a month after he came to the Acropolis, which already surprised Fang Xian.If the prince told him that if he read it with all his strength, he would be able to finish it in five days, would he be more surprised?
"Okay, I see. You come to my room at night, and I will explain it to you."

I don't know if the Tatars knew that Daxia's hundreds of thousands of troops had come to the border, so the other party did not harass the border in the past half month, but watched from afar.

"What are they watching?"

The prince took a clairvoyance made by a younger brother, and looked at the Tatars camping opposite.

"Maybe it's not watching, it's waiting for us to relax."

Fang Xian also has one, this thing is not difficult to make, the difficulty lies in the lens.They were all ground by hand, so only ten of them were made in total, the emperor kept three, and one gave two for himself.Another one was given to Fang Xian, and the rest were given to the soldiers stationed on the border.

As for the crown prince's, it was privately sponsored by the fourth prince, and the emperor didn't even have a share.

"I see."

The Tatars don't seem as stupid as they think, they just go straight.

"It's really stupid, and it won't become a nomad as powerful as the Wacha."

Fang Xian pointed out that at least the leaders of Tatar and Wacha were not stupid.It's just that they met smarter foxes, so they were pulled out one by one.

Now that Wacha is over, Tatar will be the second grassland nomad to die after Wacha.

"makes sense."

The prince is right, he is still a little too tender.But it doesn't matter, he is still young and can still learn.

As long as he is willing, he believes that one day he will be like his uncle, even if he leads an army of hundreds of thousands, it will be easy and he will not have to work hard.

With so many lives on his shoulders, the prince felt the pressure was great.He even thought so as the prince, what about Fang Xian as the coach?
What was he thinking?
No one knows for now, only that Fang Xian would go to bed very late every night, get up early in the morning to practice martial arts, and then go to the city wall to observe the movement of the Tatars before breakfast, and then come back for dinner.

The prince followed Fang Xian and got used to his lifestyle. He got up with Fang Xian every morning to practice martial arts.When Fang Xian went to observe Tatar, he took out his book to read.

Although this is in Daxia's land, for the sake of safety, as the prince of the country, he can not go out without going out. After all, killing the prince will definitely have an impact on this battle. After entering, the vigilance has been strengthened a lot.

The number of patrolling people also increased, and several uncles of the prince personally led a team to protect him.

"Bang bang~"

The watchman passed by, and the lights in the prince's room were still on.

"Your Highness, it's time to rest."

Mu Chonglou was holding the lamp in his hand, and the prince was fascinated by the book. If he was not called, he would keep reading.

"Ha, it's so late. All right, you guys go to rest too, Gu knows."

After the prince left the palace, he was used to doing it by himself.How could there be so many rules when marching? The prince was in a hurry from the beginning, but now he can handle it with ease. It can be said that if he changes his clothes, no one will believe that he is His Royal Highness the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Yes~"

Mu Chonglou retreated, the prince blew on the lamp and lay down on the bed.

According to his estimate, Tatar's patience should be about the same. I believe that there will be a big battle soon, and then... If you hold your hands in the air, you will definitely win.

"Your Highness?"

Fang Xian stood on the city wall, but saw that the prince had arrived early, and he never let go of the clairvoyance in his hand.

"The big uncle is here? Tartar has finally made a move."

The prince pointed to the opposite side, and a lot of troops appeared in the Tatar camp, running back and forth.

"Ok?"

Fang Xian took out his clairvoyance and looked towards the opposite side, and sure enough, the Tatars began to dispatch troops.

"For the first time, they will test it first, do you want to play a game with them, Your Highness?"

It is impossible for the Tatars to press the whole army directly when they come, and they will definitely test Daxia's reaction first.

"Why not?"

The prince raised his eyebrows, he also needs to get used to it, let's practice with the first Tatar soldiers!

"Okay, I will trouble Your Highness when the time comes!" As long as the prince is confident, Fang Xian was also worried that the prince would meddle in military affairs at first, but obviously the prince didn't have that intention, he was very self-aware of himself.

(End of this chapter)