I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 492 Empress Ma

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Meanwhile, in the Yellow Turban camp on the other side, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just suffered a defeat, sat alone in his tent, sulking.

He never expected that the lineup he had fielded this time was the strongest he could muster since the Yellow Turban Rebellion began.

Where had he ever fought such a "rich" battle before?

As a result, he confidently led this impressive lineup to deliver a head-on blow to the Great Xuan army.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated and forced to flee in a sorry state by Li Yuanba, the commander of the Da Xuan army.

How could Zhu Yuanzhang possibly tolerate this?

He sat on the tiger-skin chair in the main tent, his hands clenched into fists, his face somewhat sullen.

The sound of the wind outside the tent seemed to mock his defeat, making him even more upset.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt a surge of pent-up anger that he couldn't vent, and his face grew increasingly gloomy.

Just then, a soft footstep broke the silence inside the tent. His wife, Ma Xiuying (also known as Empress Ma), carried some food and lifted the curtain to come in.

She wore simple clothes, but her temperament was exceptionally elegant and her demeanor was composed. She did not show the slightest panic despite Zhu Yuanzhang's defeat.

"Zhongba, you haven't eaten all day, have something to eat first."

Ma Xiuying spoke softly, her voice gentle and warm, like a spring breeze brushing against Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.

"Sooyoung, I..."

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated, wanting to pour out all his pent-up frustrations, but in front of Ma Xiuying, he suddenly felt that his words seemed so pale and powerless.

Ma Xiuying placed the food on the table, then walked to Zhu Yuanzhang's side and gently massaged his shoulders.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and looked at Ma Xiuying's gentle face. His anger seemed to dissipate by half in an instant.

"Xiuying, I simply cannot swallow this insult! Since the beginning of my rebellion, when have I, Zhu Yuanzhang, ever suffered such a defeat?"

He sighed and said somewhat dejectedly.

"Zhongba, victory and defeat are common occurrences in war; you don't need to blame yourself so much."

"Although Li Yuanba is brave, there has never been an invincible person in the world, and we are not without a chance to defeat him."

"The key is to calmly analyze the situation, identify our shortcomings, and then develop better strategies to deal with them."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiuying smiled slightly and said.

As she spoke, she massaged Zhu Yuanzhang's shoulders with skillful and gentle touch, as if she could dispel all the pent-up emotions in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt somewhat relieved after hearing Ma Xiuying's words. He took a deep breath and said, "Xiuying, you're right. I was too hasty and didn't calmly analyze the situation. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to deal with Li Yuanba and avenge our Yellow Turban Army!"

"Zhongba, do you know why I have come here to comfort you? It is not only because we have been through thick and thin together for many years, but also because you are now the leader of my Yellow Turban Army."

"The lives of hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers are all in your hands. If you become discouraged because of a temporary defeat, the morale of my Yellow Turban army will be greatly affected."

Seeing this, Ma Xiuying felt secretly gratified and continued speaking.

As she spoke, she handed a bowl of steaming hot food to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Looking at the food in his hands, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He took the food and began to eat it heartily.

Although the food didn't taste as good as the elaborate dishes served outside, he thought it was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten.

After finishing his meal, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood improved significantly.

"Besides, we're not without other opportunities."

Ma Xiuying's voice was gentle. Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang had calmed down, she continued speaking.

"I've heard that the Yellow Turban rebels in the north suffered heavy losses after the Great Qian Emperor flooded Qianyuan County. This could not only provide them with a way out but also strengthen our forces. Why not take advantage of it?"

"Those who survived were also kept outside Qianzhou by Qianyuan County, which had been turned into a swamp."

"They're in a bad situation right now. If we can get in touch with them, we might be able to persuade them to come south and fight against the Great Xuan army with us."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered. He lowered his head in deep thought, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the tiger-skin chair as he carefully weighed the pros and cons of the suggestion.

Seeing this, Ma Xiuying gently walked to his side and handed him a cup of hot tea. The fragrant tea seemed to dispel the gloom in people's hearts.

"Xiuying, what you say makes a lot of sense."

"But how do we persuade them?"

"Although they are currently trapped outside Qianzhou, the death of the Great Qian Emperor has created a perfect opportunity for the Great Qian to be leaderless."

"Why would they easily trust us and be willing to join forces with us?"

Zhu Yuanzhang took the teacup, took a small sip, and the aroma of the tea lingered in his mouth, seemingly making his mind clearer.

"Zhongba, we don't need all the Yellow Turban Army troops in the north to go south. Otherwise, it's uncertain who will be in charge here."

"We only need to persuade a portion of the people to move south."

Ma Xiuying smiled slightly, showing no surprise whatsoever; she had clearly considered it as well.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt a surge of excitement upon hearing Ma Xiuying's words.

"Xiuying, you're right. I'll go and gather Yunsheng and the others to discuss this matter."

"We need to devise a perfect plan to persuade the Yellow Turban Army in the north to join forces with us against the Great Xuan Army."

He stood up, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang strode out of the tent, his shadow gradually lengthening in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Ma Xiuying watched his retreating figure, smiled, and began to clean up the mess left by Zhu Yuanzhang on the table.

Soon after, Zhu Yuanzhang summoned his subordinates, including Zhu Sheng, Xu Da, and others.

They were all wise and brave generals in the Yellow Turban Army, playing a pivotal role in Zhu Yuanzhang's decision-making.

Inside the large tent, the candlelight flickered, and the atmosphere was heavy.

"Gentlemen, we have just suffered a defeat on the battlefield, and I know you are all feeling bad."

"But people should always look forward."

"I have a new plan that I'd like to discuss with you."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on a tiger-skin chair, his eyes fixed intently on the crowd before him.

"What good plan does my lord have? Please give your orders."

Upon hearing this, Xu Da frowned slightly. He knew Zhu Yuanzhang's character well and knew that he would not give up easily.

"I heard that the Yellow Turban Army in the north suffered heavy losses after Emperor Daqian flooded Qianyuan County, and is now trapped outside Qianzhou."

"I intend to send envoys to persuade them to march south and join us in fighting against the Great Xuan army. What do you all think of this plan?"

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and relayed Ma Xiuying's suggestion.