This is Diwu Qingrou!

"Command them to issue a circular in Du Shi Qing's name. Get in touch with the aristocratic clan sects which used to favor Du Shi Qing! Keep in mind the things we have agreed upon; you have to say exactly the same to them!"

Diwu Qingrou spoke with confidence, "This will not decide the outcome of war. However, we will obtain a lot of manpower. That will greatly strengthen us!"

"Also, spread this rumor — Du Shi Qing has gone missing… Do you know how?" Diwu Qingrou was talking idly about important matters as he organized the plans.

He contemplated and realized that it would be very difficult to win this war even if his wisdom, and Great Zhao's manpower and resources were put to use.

[I must win… no matter what.]

He was engrossed in his little smug moment. Suddenly, he noticed that Jing Menghun's complexion had turned pale. His body was also shivering slightly, while his forehead was covered in cold sweat.