Even the Tatars, who have always been brave and good at fighting, are considering peace talks with the Central Plains court at this time, because the crazy Ming monarch proposed to pacify the grassland within two years, and now there is only one year left before the two-year period.

In the evening, Chen Xi did not go out to eat, so he just ate some dry food with hot broth and was done.

Although it was already March, it was still very cold at night. Chen Xi hid in the tent, read books under the dim lights, and sorted out the manuscripts. He looked very bleak.

"It's not easy to flatten the grassland for two years without Liu Jin pulling his back? But I don't know how many people will die in this battle!"

Chen Xi sorted out the manuscript for a while, and the loneliness in his heart became increasingly prominent, and he couldn't help but think of his wife and children in the capital.

After a year of stable life for office workers, I will go to Xuanfu to drink the northwest wind. It is impossible to say that there is no psychological gap in Chenxi.

In a desolate place like Tumu Fort, listening to the whimpering sound of the whistling north wind, I couldn't help but wander around in the sky while reading, and began to think about the meaning of my existence, to measure whether it is worth doing something, or what should I do to be appropriate.

Finally, Chen Xi felt that his life was smooth sailing. Although he had experienced a special era of Liu Jin's abusing power in the history of the Ming Dynasty, it might not be possible to say how difficult it was.

"If this continues, this war seems inevitable... But in order not to change history, if you have to wait a year before eradicating Liu Jin, you will not know how many things you will have to go through, and may even face the threat of death... In this way, it is best to eradicate Liu Jin in a short period of time!"

Chen Xi closed the book and made a decision in his heart.
Chapter completed!