Upon hearing the word "Xiongnu," the expressions of Song Dekang and the others instantly became very serious.
He Lianfang, who was playing a war game with Zhao Yao, felt a chill crawling up his neck. The only person capable of making him feel like this was the emperor.
Zhao Yao stood in front of the sand table, staring at the terrain on it. He was contemplating which route to launch his attack from.
This sand table was made by the butler at He Lianfang's behest, specifically to better teach Zhao Yao military strategy.
Zhao Yao had been diligently reading the "Spring and Autumn Annals," learning a great deal of military tactics from it. He Lianfang feared he would only be adept in theoretical strategies, so he created the sand table for Zhao Yao to practice on.
Seeing He Lianfang's somewhat troubled expression, Zhao Yao quickly asked with concern, "Uncle, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to rest?"
