"According to what you said, we will retreat to the fiefdom and wait for the prince to defeat before cleaning up the mess. It is indeed a battle between snipe and clam. This is a good way for the king to benefit. But Songru, you have been a Confucian general and a wise general in your life. Your military strategy and mind are very useful. If you participate in the war, we will preserve our strength and finally benefit, there is no problem."

"But you are not a politician after all, war always serves politics."

"If you said, then what would this king look like in the eyes of the people of the world? I was full of words, a vassal king who was in charge of the country's most elite cavalry legion. Facing the court, the prince was defeated but chose to stand by. At that time, the saliva of the scholars and officials in the world could flood me."

Hearing this, Li Songru was ready to move, but he was still stopped.

King Ning waved his hand and told him not to speak, and then said, "I know what you want to say. You want to say that those literati's pens cannot kill people, and even those words cannot kill people. As long as I am always powerful, these things are all irrelevant, right?"

Li Songru didn't say anything, but expressed his meaning with his eyes and expressions. That's what he thought.

"Wrong."

King Ning said meaningfully: "If I only want to be a veritable Northwest King, then this should naturally be the case. But I always want to go to the capital to sit on that chair, so I must care about my image and my mouth."

Li Songru frowned and said nothing.

Ning Wang said: "The prince is too young and a little scheming, but it's not worth worrying. In my eyes, my king's biggest opponent is King Wen and those two brothers."

King Ning exhaled and murmured: "There are some things that I can't say too clearly. As long as you know, I have considered everything you think, that's enough."

Li Songru mustered up the courage and said, "Prince, do you really not retreat? Everything the prince said is based on the defeated army of the prince, but what if the prince wins?"

Prince Ning smiled and said, "The prince is so scaring you?"

Li Songru said seriously: "The feeling of the prince giving the last general is terrifying."

Shaking his head, King Ning's evaluation of Li Songru was reduced by a point, but his performance was outstanding enough before, so King Ning did not blame him. He said: "You are thinking too much. Unless he is Taizu alive, he will be sure of this defeat even if the military god comes out of the coffin."

"It's already dark, you go back and rest. At the latest tomorrow evening, the military orders from the prince will come. You still need to ensure enough energy to not only exert efforts but also avoid losses. Although I am in control of the overall situation, many details still need to be decided by you." Ning Wangyu said earnestly.

Li Songru's face was heavy, but he finally nodded and said, "My general knows, Mo general will go back to rest now, and please rest early."

King Ning nodded and watched Li Songru leave the camp with a smile.

After Li Songru left, the smile on King Ning's face disappeared bit by bit.

He was standing there with a long brow, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Time passed slowly, and I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, a unique wisp of sandalwood spread to the tip of Ning Wang’s nose.

King Ning suddenly turned around, but saw an old monk standing in the corner of the tent.
Chapter completed!