The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 438: Contest (1)_1

"Signals?" Chu Suifeng looked at her with a smile, "In battle, our army relies on the transmission of cavalry. You tell me if you have any good methods."

Lin Ziyin merely asked casually, she did not expect that this time and space still really had no method of transmitting information by flag signals. So she talked to Chu Suifeng about the naval flag signals and the transmission of primitive signals in land warfare, "This is just a personal idea of mine. How exactly to do it still depends on the Prince’s judgment. But setting up flag signals will save a lot of trouble."

"The method you mentioned has greatly provoked my thoughts." Chu Suifeng looked at her with a smile, "I will use your suggestion in training, and I will also record your name in the history books."

"No, I appreciate your kindness, but let’s not talk about eternal fame." Lin Ziyin responded with a forced smile, refusing the offer.

"Prince, Mei Hanqing and the others have arrived in Feng City, please return to the Residence." Congyi reluctantly came to report. Just now, his brothers saw the Prince and Miss Lin talking and laughing happily, and no one dared to interrupt. But Mei Hanqing is a very important person; the Prince definitely needs to return to the city to meet them. Without a choice, Congyi had to gather his courage and come in.

"I need to go back, take a rest for a few days, wait until your hand heals before working again." Chu Suifeng admonished her once more before leaving.

"Even if it heals, it’ll get injured again as soon as I start working." Lin Ziyin replied with a faint smile, "Instead, it’s better to push on and make more. With these crossbows, perhaps fewer soldiers will die."

Chu Suifeng was left speechless, looking at her with complex emotions.

As a man, he did not want to see the woman he was fond of get hurt in front of his eyes. But as a commander, he hoped that fewer of his subordinates would die. The two sentiments were in sharp conflict!

Congsan and others, who stood outside and heard Lin Ziyin’s words, were deeply moved.

In their eyes, Lin Ziyin was absolutely worthy to be the princess consort of the Wang Residence. It is indeed a blessing for the soldiers of the Northern Land to have a virtuous master like her.

"If Prince trusts me, you can send over the newly harvested wheat." After hesitating for a moment, Lin Ziyin spoke again. This suggestion was quite daring. Food supplies have always been crucial for the army, and for a small farmer like her to ask for their rations, it seemed a bit unreasonable.

Chu Suifeng looked at her puzzledly, but agreed without hesitation, "I will have Hei Yi send it over tomorrow."

Lin Ziyin did not keep secrets and took the initiative to explain, "After a while, autumn will come. The weather in the Northern Land gets cold quickly. It would be good if we could provide something warm for the soldiers to eat on the battlefield. I will make Kun noodles, a type of noodle that can be stored for a long time once made. During a major battle, food can be prepared in a very short time."

"Ziyin." Chu Suifeng stared at her deeply. Even though the woman in front of him had not agreed to his affections, she still did a lot for him, Chu Suifeng. In his heart, the only woman who could become the princess of the Northern Land was her. No other woman could catch his eye.

In his agitation, Chu Suifeng pulled Lin Ziyin into his arms.

Lin Ziyin was upset, this man was becoming too accustomed to taking advantage of her.

"Don’t move, I just want to hold you." Chu Suifeng’s voice was somewhat choked, making Lin Ziyin who was struggling, surprisingly forget to keep trying to break free from his embrace.