Zhao Jiu nodded slowly: "Western Xia has a hundred-year foundation, and Yelu Dashi has only been in the Western Regions for more than a year. If he is afraid of Western Xia's foundation, it is normal... But this is not what I should think about. I can only say that I will do my best and leave the rest to fate. However, today, I have a private chat with Prime Minister Lu, and I can still say that I personally believe that this person will come."

"How do you mean?"

"Don't forget, Mr. Lu, the most powerful thing in the world is of course a tiger coming down the mountain, and the only one who can meet a tiger coming down the mountain is a dog that has lost its home!" Zhao Jiu finally laughed and sighed again. "At this time, Yelu Dashi is the same as us, that is, he has the power to come down the mountain, and he has lost his home... He knows us, and we know him."

Lu Haowen sighed first, then thought about it, but for some reason, when he thought of the momentum of the Jin people coming down the mountain, and the later loss of the Song people, all the experiences and so many characters in the meantime, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"I have read the letter, Minister Hu. Do you know what your official said about us in the letter?"

It gets dark later in the west, but it will get dark eventually. Thousands of miles away, deep in the military camp next to the Gaochang Palace, Yelu Dashi, who was unaware that the New Year had already passed in Tokyo, had already recovered his clarity of mind. However, he only summoned a few trusted generals to the military camp, and then spoke to Hu Hongxiu and Yelu Yudu.

Hu Hongxiu, who had just rested for a while, shook his head seriously: "I don't know."

"Yes, how could you know such a thing?" Yelu Dashi smiled slowly, then handed the letter in his hand to Xiao Worila beside him. Just as he was about to explain clearly, for some reason, he suddenly burst into laughter under the light, laughing so hard that he bent forward and backward, clapped his hands and supported his knees, rubbed his belly, and even laughed so hard that tears came out. Everyone was confused by his laughter.

Only the tears on his face, like the armor and weapons behind him, were shining faintly in the night.

After a long while, Yelu Dashi finally recovered and revealed the answer with a smile: "Minister Hu, your emperor said in the letter that I and my Khitan warriors are all dogs that have lost their homes!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yelu Yudu's face changed drastically, Hu Hongxiu was also slightly startled, and several Khitan generals in the tent glared at them... After all, this was too different from the temptation of dividing the Hexi land in the oral message, and the graceful words of the reed flowers in Linhuang Prefecture.

When Yelu Dashi revealed the answer to the riddle, he covered his face with his hands, raised his head and laughed uncontrollably.

But this time, he just laughed twice. Xiao Wulila, who had finished reading the letter, handed it to another person behind him, then turned to his own king and gritted his teeth:

"My lord, isn't what I said right?!"

Yelu Dashi stopped talking immediately, but he almost froze in his seat, his head still tilted upwards, his hands still covering his face.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Wulila took a half step forward and continued to answer solemnly. "Is the Zhao Song official mocking us? Didn't they say that they were also a dog that lost their home, and they still didn't take back half of Hebei, so they were still considered a dog that lost their home? Didn't they say that only a dog that lost its home could do something that was difficult to do normally... We came from Khatun City, didn't that prove it? If we can take the land west of the river with the river as the boundary, and look at the Western Capital Datong from the Yinshan Mountains, isn't that what we are striving for?"

Yelu Dashi let go of his hands, raised his head and took a long breath, then sat down. He glanced at the taciturn Hu Hongxiu and Yelu Yudu who was abandoned by the Jin people like a gravel. He wanted to avoid saying anything else, but now he blurted out: "How could I not know the temptation of Hexi? And Lou Shi's helmet is enough to make me forget the story of Xuanhe and trust the new official of Zhao Song again... But the problem is that the century-old foundation of Western Xia can't be easily shaken even if Yinshan lost 30,000 soldiers. We only have so few soldiers. If we can't make a concerted effort, what will we do then?"

"Even if we can't win, we can still retreat to Hamil, right?" Xiao Wulila responded anxiously. "What's the big deal? It's clearly stated over there that the Zhao Song emperor will personally go to Guanzhong to dispatch a large army to attack Yan'an and Hengshan as a strategy to lure the enemy. We will attack from behind, there is no risk at all..."

"If we lose, what if the Western Region Uighurs see the situation and rebel again?" Yelu Dashi asked sternly. "We are stuck in the Hexi Passage, unable to advance or retreat. I'm afraid we will have no choice but to surrender to the Western Xia or join the Song Dynasty, right?"

Xiao Worila was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Yelu Dashi sighed, "Let's not talk about the land west of the Yellow River. I also want to go back to Linhuang Prefecture and see the reed flowers outside the city. Then, when I go out of the city in autumn, I will wear a plain robe and recite the poem "The reeds are green and the white dew turns to frost" by the river. In fact, when I went west this time, I had already thought that if I could establish a foundation in the Western Regions, I would definitely march eastward and attack the Jurchens together with the Song people... But that would require a hundred thousand strong soldiers to think about it. Now that the country has been lost, we are the only one left to establish the foundation of the Khitan. We have few soldiers and generals. How dare we gamble everything? Wulila, Xixia has been a country for a hundred years after all! Once we are trapped and cannot accomplish anything, and the Jurchens go to help them, we will be at a loss as to what to do?"

Xiao Worila said nothing more.

"How about driving the Western Region Uighurs to the east as the vanguard?" At this moment, Yelu Yudu, who had not had a chance to speak, suddenly interrupted. "Let's take Bilege with us to attack Xixia?"

The Khitan generals in the camp each had their own intentions, but Yelu Dashi just sat there expressionless and did not respond.

“Your Majesty, what you said actually makes sense, but have you ever thought about this: if you can’t go back today, will you be able to go back in the future?” Yelu Yudu took half a step forward and chased after him closely.

"What do you mean?" Yelu Dashi just leaned slightly in his seat and remained silent. It was Xiao Worila who stepped forward to answer on his behalf.

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