Zhao Kai stood in the great hall, staring at the group of ministers in front of him, his face so frosty it seemed one could scrape off the frost with a knife.
He was incredibly sullen, his anger apparent to anyone who looked. In the center of the great hall, there was an enormous table, upon which a map was spread.
This map was of Qi Country, and it included part of Dahua's territory; on another side, there was a corner of Tang Country.
Underneath this map, another map peeked out, showing just a corner—it was a full map of the Dahua Empire.
"What do you mean, 'impossible?' Huh? What do you mean, 'can't be done?' Over two years, I've spent money building hundreds of kilometers of railway! And now you're telling me that it's impossible to dispatch a hundred thousand troops to the border of Qi Country?" Zhao Kai glared at Minister of Works, Chen Jing, and rebuked him harshly.
