"No matter what, is this Li Qianshun a keeper of integrity?" After laughing, Zhao Jiu still looked at him solemnly.

"I believe that Li Qianshun can indeed be said to have maintained his achievements." Zhai Ruwen bowed his head and replied.

However, after Zhao Jiu heard this, he curiously asked again: "Let's not talk about Li Qianshun, just Xixia, I still don't know something... Isn't the core of Xixia just a loophole in the end? Even the foundation of the country is Lingzhou, Xingzhou That area of ​​Zhouzhou... no matter how beautiful that area is, it's not even one-fifth as strong as Kansai, right? Why did Li Yuanhao actually let Li Yuanhao establish the country? And then continued the country for nearly a hundred years?"

Zhai Ruwen hesitated to speak. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to reply.

"Quduan." Zhao Jiu simply named him. "You tell me."

"I think it's probably the vast sea!" Qu Duan answered bravely. "This will let the officials know that there are only three ways to capture the land of Xingling. One is to go out of the Xihe River and go down the Yellow River; the other is to go out of Jing. It turns out that we take the Hulu River and then connect to the Yellow River; we go out of the Baima River on the third trip and connect to the Lingzhou River... Among the three roads, the closest is the Baima River, and the Lingzhou River is the road, but there are hundreds of miles of vast sea desert to travel."

"Hundreds of miles is hundreds of miles?"

"The narrowest point is two to three hundred miles, and the widest point is six to seven hundred miles..."

Zhao Jiu felt more and more absurd: "Hundreds of miles of desert...are there Baima River and Lingzhou River as roads in the middle?"

"yes."

"How about sending 50,000 elite troops, preparing logistics, and taking Lingzhou by surprise?" Zhao Jiu said seriously. "Don't pretend to be confused. The national power of Xixia is that of Li Yuanhao. Can there be fifty thousand elites?"

"The officials..." Zhao Ding couldn't help but intervene.

"Come on!" Zhao Jiu raised his hand to stop Zhao Ding.

"Guan family." Qu Duan said carefully. "It should be possible, but military affairs are not certain..."

"If you don't go through the desert and the vast sea, why don't you go through the Hulu River? Can't we use the Yellow River as the food road to stand firm and fight steadily?" Zhao Jiu was obviously a little angry. "I'm not saying that one hit should hit the target. What I mean is that Xixia In the nearly 100 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, from Li Yuanhao to Li Qianshun, the Song Dynasty killed millions of people in this small country and lost countless billions of military resources, right? The millions of people were divided into twenty times and moved along the Yellow River and even to If we fight against Hengshan, even if the entire army is wiped out nineteen times, we should be able to succeed once, right?! And I am not saying that if we destroy Xixia in one battle, we can touch the hinterland of Lingzhou once, and the overall situation will be settled, right? Even if the destiny is not in the Song Dynasty, it will not work twenty times, but if the army advances twenty times, Xixia people should be worn to death, right? Why is this situation? Or are people like Di Qing just waste? I read the history books Are they all fake? Those who compile the history books are all Di Qing’s sons?”

"Guan family." Qu Duan finally couldn't bear it anymore, but he raised his head and faced the angry eyes of several princes. "The people who compiled the history are the sons of Han Qi and Fan Zhongyan. Let Di Qing replace Han Qi and Fan Zhongyan. Xixia has long been dead." Already."

Several princes, as well as many ministers, had no choice but to rush to see Zhao Guan's family, but they only saw the official sitting there with his head raised and silent.

But half a day later, I saw an official sitting in the seat holding the blisters on his lips and angrily saying: "One is Yanyun, the other is Xixia, the third is Nanyue, and the fourth is Dali. It has been a disaster for hundreds of years, and it is embarrassing!"
Chapter completed!