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Chapter 918 Xixia is about to be unable to hold on any longer (second update)

Chapter 927

With her brain, it would be a pity not to become a military adviser or to serve as an official in the court.

"What's the matter? Did the slave family say something wrong? Look at your terrified appearance." Li Shishi raised his head and said angrily after talking for a long time.

"No, you're absolutely right. It's really not much different from what I imagined."

"That's right, the so-called husband and wife are of one heart, and Qi Li cuts gold." Hearing this, Li Shishi couldn't help but smiled sweetly.

"So are you crying now?" Not far away, at the gate of the back garden, Ling Zong asked Wu Qilang in a low voice, winking.

"Bullshit! How could I, a dignified man, drip cat urine." Wu Qilang was furious, and he gave Ling Zong an angry look.

"Then why did the third lady say that just now?"

"That's called exaggeration. Do you understand? It's useless for you to follow the master with me for so long, and you don't even understand rhetoric. Alas... It seems that all the culture that the master taught you has been thrown into the latrine. I will definitely report to the master... ..."

"Damn, stop talking nonsense to me..."

Wang Jing, who was next to him, saw the two villains spitting at each other, and managed to hold back his smile. "Two, two, keep your voice down, don't let the adults listen, and save the trouble of coming to find you."

"Cut, who wants to fight this guy? By the way, brother Wang Jing, I didn't mean you. Isn't it good for you to be a deputy commander? Why do you have to be like us and be a follower beside the adults. "

"I just think that I can learn a lot more by following the adults. The talents of the adults really make me look up to the mountains..." Wang Jing explained with a smile.

But the sincerity in the tone made Ling Zong and Wu Qilang sound like they were honored.Yes, in terms of awesomeness, the current Song Dynasty, the only one who can compare with his master's culture is the old driver Su Dongpo.

Those who dare to compare with their own masters, hehe, there is no comparison...

"By the way, did you hear that just now? My lord means that this war will end soon."

"It's time to end. It's already the Mid-Autumn Festival. When winter comes, the severe cold in the north will freeze even people and horses. So what kind of war can we fight? We might as well just be obedient. They all go back to their homes and hold their own children." Wu Qilang nodded, he was also a little homesick.

"In this battle, our Song Dynasty really made a lot of money. Against the hundreds of thousands of troops from Liao and Xixia, we took down Longzhou and Yinzhou, and went to the capital of Xixia to disgust Xixia. One, tsk tsk..."

"Such an achievement is absolutely unprecedented after my Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty."

"Speaking of which, it would be good if this battle could end sooner, but I don't know, my family members far away in Liaodong are still safe..." Wang Jing looked to the northeast, and his expression was very serious. complicated.

"Don't worry, since the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty has agreed to you, we will definitely do it. Maybe it won't be long before we can hear news from your relatives." Wu Qilang looked at this man standing side by side with him. Wang Jing, who was fighting with a sad look, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I hope, I just don't know how my father is doing well now."

Wu Qilang and Ling Zong could only pat him on the shoulder to comfort him. After all, the old man was escorted to Shangjing of Liao Kingdom by His Royal Highness Prince of Liao Kingdom, and they don't know what the situation is now.

However, if it had already been slaughtered, there should have been news.

The undercurrent inside the Song Court seems very dark. After all, the Song Dynasty is now the dominant side, and the wealth of the Song Dynasty is enough to support the long and continuous war. As long as the Song Dynasty is willing, even If Daliao wants to fight until the end of time, he can stay with him to the end.

However, Xixia can't do it. The current population of Xixia is only over four million, and tens of thousands of men have been lost in the previous wars, and a large number of men have gone to the battlefield in subsequent wars.

The turmoil has reached the present day, and the Xixia is a country. Almost all the people walking on the streets are old, weak, women and children, and now it is the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, this year is dry and rainless. Coupled with the loss of the southern states, there are many wars and disputes.

As a result, Xixia's tax revenue this year is less than half of what it used to be. Moreover, even if the Liao Kingdom took over the logistics work, Li Ganshun, the leader of Xixia, is still worried about how to survive this year. How many old and weak women and children will die.

"If this continues, our food and grass will not be able to support the coming spring at all, and in this cold winter, I don't know how many old and weak women and children will die due to hunger and cold..." Wei Ming Wu bowed down in front of the steps, The tone seemed very serious and authentic.

"The Yeyi tribe in the north is now bold enough to start plundering our city, and the Tubo tribes in the west are also ready to move. They have always refused to pay the autumn tribute this year because the harvest is not good this year. Still have……"

"That's enough. I know enough bad news. Is there no other good way except raising troops?" Li Qianshun rubbed his brows sadly and asked impatiently.

"Although the supplies brought by the empress can still be used, but if this war continues to be so stalemate, the scene that the old minister mentioned will definitely appear this winter." Wei Ming Wu said helplessly.

"Liao Kingdom, can't we ask Liao Kingdom for another batch of aid? Your Majesty!" A senior official next to him couldn't help shouting.

"Want to seek assistance from the Liao Kingdom?" Before Li Qianshun opened his mouth, Wu, who was named Wu, looked at this guy with the eyes of a mentally handicapped child: "Do you think that the land that I have been cut off from Daxia is not enough? Do you think that Liao’s advantage is so easy to take advantage of?”

The two words directly sent the guy back, and Li Qianshun nodded silently. "Then what do you mean..."

"My Great Xia can't make the decision. I can only plead with the Liao Kingdom. I hope that the Liao Kingdom can shake hands with Song Ting and make peace as soon as possible under the difficult situation of my Great Xia." Wei Ming Ah Wu After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said loudly.

"Negotiating peace with Song Ting? Weiming Awu, are you crazy?! I, Daxia, is like this now. Isn't it precisely because of the Song Dynasty's advancing step by step that we have what we are today? How can they agree to the request for peace? Make peace."

"That's right, you said it yourself, I, Great Xia, can only beg the Liao Kingdom now, but do you think that the arrogant Daliao Emperor is the kind of person who is easily subdued?"

"Let's be shameless, the Liao Kingdom will still be shameless..."

"Shut up!" Li Qianshun slapped the desk hard, finally stopping Man Chaotang's cynicism.

"Wei Ming Wu, since you dare to say such a thing to me, it means that you have already considered the consequences, right?" Li Qianshun then set his sights on Wei Ming Wu again, with a very complicated and authentic expression.

(End of this chapter)