Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 1023 - 1012: The Ever-Victorious General

Hu Bin ignored Tong Minmin’s threat. He returned to his study, took out a box from a hidden compartment, opened it, and found that Li Man was neither some military secret nor a rare treasure, but all sorts of children’s toys.

Inside, there was a bamboo dragonfly, a grasshopper woven from straw, a faded small beaded flower, and a half-embroidered handkerchief...

He picked up these things over and over again, and carefully placed them back one by one, his eyes filled with intense darkness, muttering, "Eldest Lady, you can only be mine. For you, I am willing to pay any price, no matter how high."

"General Ye, I toast to you. In my lifetime, there are few people I admire, and you are one of them."

"Thank you, General." Ye Qiu smiled, calmly lifted his glass, and drank it all in one go.

"Good!" A burst of applause erupted at the banquet.

Because they had finally captured the city that had been fallen for years, the soldiers gathered to drink and eat meat. The soldiers who were initially suspicious of Ye Qiu dropped their prejudices after this battle and this drink and instead genuinely admired Ye Qiu.

This outcome was unexpected for both Cheng Hu and Hu Bin. Cheng Hu’s dark face revealed no expression, while Hu Bin looked worried, as if he feared Ye Qiu getting drunk.

Cheng Hu watched helplessly as Ye Qiu’s prestige in the army rose without any means to counter it. The rumors from before had vanished without a trace because of this battle. The person who died was Zha Bu, the second-best warrior among the barbarians! Even the barbarians had no way to deal with him!

Yet Ye Qiu achieved it so easily, gaining the prestige that Cheng Hu had schemed for years to attain but never did.

"I heard from the returning soldiers that General Ye used some kind of black oily substance to capture the city? Could General Ye explain to us what that divine object was?" Cheng Hu shifted the topic in another direction, attempting to overlook Ye Qiu’s accomplishments.

As soon as he said this, someone immediately became interested: "Yes, General Ye, please tell us what that substance is! I heard there was a loud explosion on the day of the siege caused by that thing destroying the city walls."

"I once read in a book that a traveler encountered a stone mountain from which this black oily substance flowed. The traveler discovered that this black oily substance could burn, and David was amazed, hence called it petroleum. I wasn’t sure whether the petroleum emerging from the wilderness was the same as what the traveler recorded until I found it could also burn. This battle indeed owes much to this petroleum." Ye Qiu modestly replied.

But someone immediately disagreed, and that person was Luo Xiao: "That’s not true!"

He stood up and said loudly, "This petroleum didn’t just appear after General Ye arrived. Why didn’t we discover it before? Why didn’t we think of using it? Isn’t it because we haven’t read as many books as General Ye? If it weren’t for General Ye’s broad knowledge, who knows when we would have reclaimed Eyun City!"

"That’s right, General Ye is truly impressive!"

"Indeed! General Luo makes a valid point."

"Moreover," Luo Xiao continued, looking at everyone and scanning them one by one, "who among you can slay Zha Bu as General Ye did?"

No one could say a word to this, after all, Zha Bu was someone nobody had previously bested!

"General Ye, I toast to you again!"

"I’ll also toast to the General, drinking first out of respect!"

"General Ye, and there’s me too..."

One by one, as if swearing allegiance to Ye Qiu, they all stood up and downed their drinks, while Ye Qiu stood with a smile, warmly saying, "How could I have captured this Eyun City alone without you soldiers? Even if I did conquer it, how could I hold it by myself without you? So, this victory also belongs to you all."

Having said this, she emptied the cup she had just filled and placed it upside down, showing her respect for everyone.

Who doesn’t like to hear pleasant things? Even the most straightforward soldier likes to be acknowledged and dislikes having their contributions overlooked. What do ordinary soldiers value most? Besides family and country, perhaps it’s recognition from their superiors.

Ye Qiu’s speech went straight to the soldiers’ hearts. Who doesn’t wish to achieve greatness? Who doesn’t want to be remembered through the ages?

She made them see hope, not only because of her strength but also because she remembers gratitude, making the soldiers subconsciously feel that following her is the most promising path.

Cheng Hu’s face turned dark, but since he was already dark-skinned, no one noticed anything unusual, except for Hu Bin and his personal guards, who knew his current extreme dissatisfaction with Ye Qiu.

"General Ye, for this great achievement, I have already submitted a memorial, and Your Majesty highly praises you." Cheng Hu didn’t mention these words aloud; he had indeed praised Ye Qiu in the memorial and even attributed all the credit to her.

Of course, he wasn’t doing this for her good, but deliberately exaggerating her as a female war god and claiming she had significant prestige in the army, intending to make Your Majesty wary of her and then recall her to the capital.

No one knows better than he what Your Majesty is wary of. This is clearly the military of the Darong Dynasty, yet it is called the Ye Family Army. Whose dynasty is this, the Sheng family’s or the Ye family’s?

Nowadays, anyone can have prestige in the army, but not the Ye Family, even if Ye Qiu is just a woman!

By looking at Cheng Hu’s expression and listening to his tone, Ye Qiu knew what he had done, but everything was still under her control.

She knew that Your Majesty would certainly recall her back to the capital, but soon, she would be the only one who could go to battle again, and she would be back!

Did Cheng Hu really think that once she left, this place would be his world? Even if she agreed, she needed to see whether the Ye Family Army and Zaha, who lost his favorite disciple, agreed.

Zaha had a deal with Cheng Hu, but the content of the deal certainly didn’t include losing his favorite disciple. Zaha would seek revenge sooner or later.

Even if they cooperate again, they could never trust each other as before, and Cheng Hu would definitely pay a price. Ye Qiu would certainly not allow him to use the lives of the Ye Family Army to appease Zaha’s anger.

A charge of collusion and treason—isn’t it unclear whether Cheng Hu can withstand it!

"I thank the Great General for your kind words. If my parents and elder brother knew that Eyun City had been captured, they would be very happy."

Mentioning them, everyone present fell silent. They were their generals! But one by one, they died on the battlefield. It was because they were useless, unable to save the generals; if not, how would Lady Ye end up in battle today?

Recounting past events, the atmosphere turned somber, but people felt even more guilt and loyalty towards Ye Qiu.

Cheng Hu gripped his cup tightly. All because of a surname, just because of a surname. Wasn’t he also the master’s disciple? Why couldn’t he get their recognition? Is the difference between a disciple and a biological child really that big?