Hearing this, Wuzhu could not help but look at Ali. This veteran who had always been critical of him in the past, did not say a word this time. Even before, when faced with Wanyan Bendu's "accidental injury" and insults, he did not react at all. He just let Shaohe come forward and fight with Wanyan Bendu.

I don’t know if I’m really old.

"It's not possible, but we can't just sit there and wait for the ice to freeze." After Balisu's fair statement, there was another awkward silence. Wanyan Tuhesu dragged his legs forward a step to smooth things over for his own commander-in-chief and marshal. "We have to do something, either hinder the Song army's siege or support the city. We can't just sit there and wait! Otherwise, how will Commander Gao in the city look at us? We can't explain to the hundreds of thousands of troops."

"That's exactly what I mean." Balisu nodded slowly and looked around. "What ideas do you have? Tell us what you think!"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked more at Ali and Shaohe.

To put it bluntly, these two are playing at home, and now that they are geographically restricted, we have to listen to their opinions.

But it was obvious that these two had been criticized by Wanyan Bendu before, and no one knew whether they were angry or not, but they just stood there and didn't bother to say anything more.

After waiting for a while, Olubu, who was quite familiar with Ali and was now Wanyan Ben's subordinate, smiled awkwardly and said almost jokingly:

"How about trying to cut off the Yellow River?"

Everyone laughed, and at this moment, Ali finally spoke calmly: "It's feasible!"

The laughter in the yard stopped abruptly.

"Are you kidding?" Elubu asked.

"No kidding." Ali said calmly to his old friend. "The Yellow River in Hebei is not right now... Rather than saying it is the Yellow River, it is better to say that the Hebei water system is borrowing the Yellow River channel, or the Yellow River channel is invading the Hebei water system. In this case, the river in front of us has more water from the Yellow River during the flood season, and more water from Hebei during the dry season. The water flows slowly and the water sources are complicated. In addition, the river has too many branches, so cutting off one branch will not cause any trouble."

Everyone suddenly realized and became excited.

But soon, Balisu realized something and asked seriously, "If what General Ali said is true, with 200,000 local civilians, how many days will it take to complete it?"

"If the Song army does not invade, there are 30,000 to 50,000 civilians, and more is useless... about 20 to 30 days." Ali remained calm. "And after the river is cut off, we must prevent the riverbed from being muddy and difficult to navigate."

Everyone was speechless, and Balisu smiled awkwardly: "Twenty or thirty days, it's better to wait for the ice to freeze!"

"I was originally trying to analyze what Erlubu said." Ali also laughed.

"The situation is difficult, I would like to ask the old general for some advice." Wuzhu spoke again, but he rarely stood up, bowed to Ali, and then sat back.

Ali glanced at him and finally stopped laughing: "If we want to support Yuancheng now, there is a way. We can cross the river from the south in small groups, find some small boats, change the water route and go through the port area southeast of Yuancheng. In theory, we can still get in... The Song army can't really lock it on all sides... But in theory, it's impossible for a complete unit to get in."

Everyone nodded and became a little more serious - no matter what, as long as they could enter the city at this moment, even if it was just a few or dozens of people, it would be a great encouragement to the defenders in the city.

Even if the probability of success is low, you should still give it a try.

"The second one." Ali continued calmly. "Cut off the Yellow River is of course a joke, but we can cut off the Yongji Canal to disrupt the Song army..."

Wuzhu, Balisu and others were all cheered up again, because the Yongji Canal was right next to Li Gu Town and also passed through the Jin army camp.

"What does Yongji Canal say?" Balisu asked proactively.

"The Yongji Canal is an artificial canal, which draws water from the Qi River and the Huan River into the river ahead... It crosses the Yellow River, reaches below Yuancheng, and then crosses the Song army camp." Ali said calmly. "Because of the forced water diversion and artificial work, this river is actually at a low position when it is diverted from the Yellow River on the other side, and it looks like a hanging river. If we cut it off from the downstream, it will inevitably flood the Song army camp. By then, it depends on the situation. If we are lucky, we may be able to divide the Song army camp into three. If we are unlucky, or if he can deal with it properly, it will take him some effort."

Everyone finally cheered up, and this seemed like a serious approach.

Balisu was unable to nod.

Wuzhu even got up from his seat, walked up to Ali, held his hand, and praised him repeatedly.

But Ali shook his head directly: "This is not my idea. I am an old Jurchen man, how can I know anything about hydrology and geography? These are some words that Gao Dutong said when I was with him before. I remembered them and thought they were feasible. I just showed off temporarily... Besides, we don't know the effect of such things. We can only say that we are taking advantage of the fact that there is no ice and we need something to perfunctory the morale of the troops below, so we gave it a try."

Everyone sighed even more.

In this way, today's military meeting was not in vain.

First of all, it definitely unified people's thoughts and strengthened the authority of the commander-in-chief, Balisu; secondly, the Jin army finally found a strategy against the enemy that could be tried and seemed feasible.

Of course, everyone knows that this can only be a "perfunctory" countermeasure, and they still have to wait for the ice to freeze before they can really fight and put an end to it.

No words were spoken that day. Everyone held a banquet to entertain Ali and Shaohe. Even though Wanyan Ben felt humiliated, he did not dare to disobey the Fourth Prince again. It was a reluctant and somewhat happy occasion.

Then, in the evening, Wuzhu personally went to the river bank downstream to send Ali and Shao back to the camp as a consolation... The warships of the Song army could not really cover everything... There was always a way to find a chance to travel on the river.

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