"To destroy Chu, at least 600,000 troops are needed, perhaps even more," Zhao Feng spoke slowly.
"Your subject requires only 200,000 troops from the Hangu Pass Camp; I can surely annihilate Chu."
"Chu State is now in turmoil, the court unstable—a perfect opportunity. Even though Chu possesses military strength no less than Zhao State once did, amidst internal chaos, their power cannot be fully exerted."
"Furthermore."
"The Chu king is but a puppet; real military authority lies with three families."
"I am confident in destroying Chu." Huan Yi called out loudly, requesting his orders.
"Reporting to the Great King."
"Qin’s granaries are well stocked now, but even so, they cannot withstand the exhaustion of two major camps. This time, General Huan Yi brings his own force of 200,000 soldiers to destroy Chu, and will surely achieve remarkable merit."
"To preserve Qin’s national strength, I believe General Huan Yi can indeed conquer Chu."
Huai Zhuang stepped forward, loudly giving his assent.
"I concur."
"When we destroyed Zhao in the past, Qin mobilized two major camps, involving over 800,000 men—transporting provisions and moving supplies were major challenges."
"These are all difficult matters."
"The more troops, the greater the losses; the more troops, the harder the logistics."
"If General Huan Yi has such confidence, if he can destroy Chu with the strength of a single major camp, it would be fortune for Qin."
"I urge the Great King to consider carefully."
One by one, the ministers stood to voice support.
A clear momentum was gathering behind Huan Yi to lead the army against Chu.
Seeing this.
Zhao Feng gave a faint smile, shaking his head indifferently.
It was clear.
Now they simply do not wish to see me once again leading troops, achieving the glory of destroying another nation.
If I succeed, the position of Grand Commandant will be set forever, and no one could stop me.
But.
This campaign, Zhao Feng had no intention to vie for it.
Chu is vast and powerful; to destroy it requires absolute superiority. Even though Daqin Elite Soldiers are formidable, Chu is not weak either.
"Minister Zhao, what do you think?"
Ying Zheng looked towards Zhao Feng, his expression hard and cold.
"I still hold to my opinion."
"To destroy Chu requires absolute numerical advantage. Though Chu suffers from disorder, if Qin attacks, to them it is a great foreign invasion; upon destruction of the state, all their power disappears."
"Thus, they will resist Qin with all their might."
Zhao Feng spoke slowly.
"This is what General Zhao Feng believes."
"Yet."
"I still wish to try. If General Zhao Feng is mistaken, and Chu’s court is unstable, unable to withstand Qin, then that will be a fortune for Qin." Huan Yi solemnly delivered his memorial.
It was clear he sought to seize this opportunity to lead the campaign.
Ying Zheng glanced over the court, then looked at Zhao Feng again.
Obviously.
He did not expect Zhao Feng to relinquish the right to lead the expedition.
Originally, he had hoped to let Zhao Feng, by destroying another nation, secure the post of Grand Commandant and reach the ultimate peak of military titles.
"Since Marquis Huan has such confidence, how could I not grant it?"
"However."
"Since you command, you must act with caution."
"Do not let me down." Ying Zheng’s tone was pressed with authority.
Huan Yi’s body trembled, face full of joy as he bowed: "Your subject will never disappoint the Great King."
"This battle will assuredly destroy Chu!"
Seeing Ying Zheng issue the decree.
Huai Zhuang, formerly uneasy, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"At last, the opportunity to attack Chu has not fallen to Zhao Feng."
"This way."