you need to find someone who currently has influence over your father. Think about it, who else could make your father change his mind"Zhao Tailai blurted out, "My sister!"Since she was a child, Zhao...Chapter 1512: Uncle Wang, Lend Me Your Troops

Therefore, for the Liao Kingdom, their true period of activity could only be during the spring and summer seasons.

And now, this year, winter is almost upon us.

The nobles of the Liao kingdom, they could certainly hide in their tents and eat meat and drink alcohol to their heart's content, but those soldiers couldn't.

"Therefore, once this decisive battle cripples the Liao Dynasty's military strength, no matter how resentful and furious they are, they can only retreat immediately. Otherwise, before they can return to their wolf den, they will all starve to death on the way."

“Every soldier has a family, and each family owns cattle and sheep. On the grasslands, cattle and sheep are the lifeline of the pastoralists. Even the most powerful Khitan nobles cannot change the course of the four seasons or force their people to stay on the frozen grasslands for the entire winter. To do so would be suicidal; they wouldn't need anyone else to destroy them; they would destroy themselves.”

"As for next year..."

Having said that, King Ning stopped speaking and looked at Li Chen with a half-smile. "Your Highness," he said, "I won't make the rest too clear, will I"

Li Chen nodded and sighed: "Yelü Manhuang's life is nearing its end, he probably won't last through this winter. By then, the old and new imperial powers within Liao will change hands, and if 600,000 elite cavalry are lost in this conflict, Yelü Shenxuan's prestige will suffer a huge blow. Taking over the throne will be full of uncertainty. Even if he ascends to power, dealing with various opposition forces domestically will be a headache, and in the short term, he will absolutely be powerless to launch a second war against Great Qin."

King Ning smiled and clapped his hands, saying, "Your Highness is indeed a prodigy in matters of state."

Unlike the Great Qin, the Liao kingdom was, in essence, a community formed by the alliance of various powerful tribes on the grassland. Although after over a century of integration, they had already merged through kinship ties, tribal consciousness remained deeply ingrained in the nomadic peoples of the steppe, something that could not be easily erased.

Conflicts between tribes over grazing land, livestock and spoils of war are rife.

“If the Yelü clan of Liao nation is powerful enough, they can naturally subdue everything. But if Yelü Shenxuan loses most of his elite troops and returns home as Your Highness said, he will be apprehensive about succeeding to the throne, let alone subduing those old foxes, the leaders of those tribes. Each one is a great nobleman of the Liao nation, each one controlling vast grasslands and large numbers of soldiers.”

Once they start fighting, it's a bloody affair.

King Ning said to Li Chen: "Therefore, having a decisive battle is the only correct choice our great Qin can make right now."

Li Chen looked at the King of Ning, and at this moment, he also felt a little sigh in his heart.

The King of Ning's talent, indeed, is extraordinary.

It's no wonder that the late Emperor Tianguan chose to pass the throne to King Ning in his final moments.

These things could only remain in Li Chen's stomach.

For he himself is the second beneficiary of this conspiracy.

The first beneficiary, of course, was the emperor in the capital.

If Prince Ning were willing to wholeheartedly support me, it would be wonderful.

Li Chen smacked his lips, a little greedy.

To tell the truth, he snatched the throne from King Ning and then expects King Ning to assist him. It's really too much.

"Wang Shu's analysis is impeccable, truly golden advice. Since we've reached this point, Wang Shu, could you lend the Sixteen Riders of Yan Yun to this palace This isn't for me personally, but for the mountains and rivers of Qin," Li Chen earnestly stated.ithin Li Chen's heart.Lowering his head, Li Chen leaned in close to Zhao Qinglan's red lips. The distance between them was so close that their breaths mingled together. With a light chuckle, Li Chen m...