"How could I not know?" Li Ganshun nodded slightly. "I personally ordered you to build a large temple in the north of the city and a spacious palace in the east of the city. These two places can only serve as siege steps for the Song army... But who would have thought that the Song army would come here? Since the founding of the country, Xingqing Prefecture has probably never been touched by anyone. The 100 years of peace are not false at all."

Having said this, the two old men, one almost fifty and the other almost sixty, who were also the two most powerful people in the heart of Western Xia, sat in silence for a moment beside the campfire.

It is said that Weiming An Hui was slightly older, and Li Ganshun was slightly younger, with a difference of about ten years. Although An Hui was one generation older than Li Ganshun, their political and military experiences basically overlapped... In other words, this pair of monarch and minister had experienced too many things together.

Since Xiao Liang attacked Song Dynasty, Weiming An Hui began to emerge and gained certain military power. After the Khitans poisoned Xiao Liang, Li Ganshun trembled and cried to the Khitan princess to be his queen, but failed. He could only make An Hui the Shangfu, Tai Shi and the leader of the Privy Council. As a minister of the royal family, An Hui became the head of all officials and a minister with military power in the early period of Li Ganshun's reign.

Later, Li Ganshun asked for the Khitan princess, defeated the Song people militarily, and negotiated peace with the Song Dynasty, which stabilized the country. From then on, his position became increasingly stable, and the Shangfu, who was only ten years older than the king, was gradually reduced in power. Many years ago, Li Ganshun successfully replaced the other party with his adult brother Weiming Chage to control the army, and this person was completely idle... The so-called East Asian monarch and minister drama, in fact, they both have one... But today, the Song army suddenly stabbed a knife in the belly, and there was no famous general available, so they hastily used such an old minister.

However, these old grudges will not affect their sincere cooperation and tacit understanding at all, because they both understand that the Great Baigao Kingdom has really reached the most dangerous moment.

After thinking for a while, Wei Ming An Hui finally broke the silence: "Your Majesty, what I mean is that defending the city is not as good as fighting in the wild. After all, we have to give it a try in the wild."

Li Ganshun's spirits lifted, this was the sentence he had been waiting for... At this time, bringing all the troops into Xingqing Prefecture was one thing, and desperately blocking the enemy outside the city was another... Li Ganshun himself had actually calculated the military and political accounts very clearly, otherwise he would not have come here in person, and the words just now had hinted enough, but he needed someone to stand up and give him courage, and tell him and the surrounding tribal leaders that it was the right thing to do.

"I have three reasons." Weiming Anhui, under the gaze of the surrounding golden-armored warriors and some of the remaining tribal leaders, tried his best to speak beside the campfire. "One is what your majesty said before, we are mostly light cavalry, and we have never heard of cavalry abandoning their horses to defend the city; the other is what I just said, Xingqing Prefecture itself is actually not easy to defend... This place is different from Lingzhou. It has been peaceful for a hundred years, and there are too many loopholes; the last one is that our palace, Buddhist temple, and imperial mausoleum are all outside the city. The palace is right on the road where the Song army marches. The Great Buddhist Temple in the north of the city is also next to the city wall, and the imperial mausoleum is at the foot of the Helan Mountains in the west... If the Song army attacks, should we burn the palace ourselves or let the Song army burn it? Once it burns, how can we maintain the morale of the army in the city? And the most worrying thing is that the Song army will not only not burn it, but take advantage of the terrain and materials of the palace and temple to attack the city. What should we do then?"

The tribal leaders finally began to speak out.

A moment later, Li Ganshun suddenly stood up, drew his sword in public, and chopped hard at the wooden table that held food and water in front of him beside the campfire... After one cut, he was old and weak after all, so he couldn't cut it in half with one blow. He just cut the knife into the table and got it stuck... But it was enough.

After all, Li Ganshun had been the ruler of the Great Baigao Kingdom for forty or fifty years. He did not need these things to boost morale. His words and orders were enough.

This knife is just a sign of determination.

"I have made up my mind." After one strike of the sword, Li Ganshun let go and looked around while leaning on the scabbard beside the campfire. "Just as King Liang said, tomorrow we will gather all 100,000 troops and fight the Song people by the river. We will never let the Song people enter Xingqing Prefecture! If any tribe disobeys the military order, I will exterminate their entire clan. There is such a case!"

As soon as these words were spoken, King of Liang, Weiming Anhui, knelt down and kowtowed, saying that he had received the order. The other tribal leaders also knelt down and kowtowed, then stood up and shouted in strange voices, which faintly echoed the strange shouting under the drums in the distance.

The morale of the army was boosted for a while as the emperor of the Great Bai Gao Kingdom, who had been in power for nearly fifty years, came in person and made the decision.

Once the decision was made, everyone dispersed to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

However, Liang Wang Weiming An Hui took a few steps, but was grabbed by Li Ganshun in the dark. The former turned around and saw the latter whispering to him: "Liang Wang!"

"I am here."

"You built Xingqing Mansion." Although there were constant strange cries around him, Li Ganshun lowered his voice again. "You are still the most suitable person to defend the city. Although Xue Yuanli and other Han ministers are loyal, they are useless. The prince and the King of Yue have already returned to the capital... If we cannot stop the Song army tomorrow, and there is no time to talk on the battlefield, don't worry about me and go back to Xingqing Mansion to take charge of the defense. If I can't get there in time, you can arrange everything in the name of the prince. Whether it's a palace or a Buddhist temple, you can demolish it if you want, or burn it if you want. You can use the wealth and goods in it if you want, or reward them if you want, don't worry about it!"

An Hui remained silent for a long time in the twilight before nodding heavily. However, it was too dark here, and only the golden crown on his head could be seen shaking up and down, causing flashes of light.

Let’s not talk about what Weiming An Hui was thinking. On this side, after Li Ganshun delivered this last important order, he turned to a tall tent behind him, and finally put down the serious and fierce expression on his face, appearing a little dejected.

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