Chapter 31 Open a Golden Finger

Liu Yanzhao's words made Dalang sound much more comfortable, but they still had some worries in their hearts. After all, the State of Song swept all directions, and its troops were much stronger. The Han Dynasty was just a small country with more than a dozen cities. Can they resist the large-scale attack of the Song army like tide ants?

"Rokuro continues to say." Liu Jiye stared at Liu Yanzhao. There was no fatigue in the tiger's eyes, and there was light in the spirit.

"Yes, Dad", Liu Yanzhao quickly calculated his words in his mind. He knew the result of Song Jun's failure in advance, but he had to come up with some reasonable explanations. He can't say that he has the ability to predict, right?

However, it is really difficult for Liu Yanzhao to really say some reasons. Fortunately, I can't help but feel a little relieved when I remember the situation in the ancient costume dramas in my previous life.

"My Han Dynasty lived in the north. Although this is the hot and unbearable time, when the Song army was ready to attack, the heat passed regularly. Even if the defense was unfavorable and some cities were lost, Taiyuan City could definitely delay the other side. As long as it takes a long time, the Song army will lose the morale of the battle. At that time, a few months have passed. It was the bitter cold that will attack and the battle is beneficial to us. After thinking about it, the Song State will probably choose to withdraw.

Liu Yanzhao said such a large paragraph. In fact, the content is very simple. The Northern Han Dynasty is in the north, and the autumn and winter are cold. The Song army soldiers are not suitable for it. If they can't attack for a long time, they will definitely withdraw. This is the so-called home advantage.

"What the sixth brother said is reasonable," Sanlang took the lead in agreeing, "It was the same before. As long as Taiyuan City can't be lost, my Han Dynasty will still exist."

When the Song army attacked last time, Liu Yanguang also participated in the resistance. Although he finally retreated to Taiyuan City, he still saved the danger. And in the past few decades, from the back to the State of Song, no one can capture Taiyuan City.

"Taiyuan City is suspended by the Weng Mountain in the west and the Fen River in the east. The terrain is dangerous, and the city is strong, and it is really not easy to capture." Da Lang also nodded and answered, "And as long as it is not down for a few months, the Song army will have to retreat..."

Da Lang's words made Liu Jiye's face cold, and Liu Yanping, who knew that he had lost his words, immediately lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. Even if Sanlang, who was active, would open his mouth.

It seems that Khitan has always been a thorn in Liu Jiye's heart. Liu Yanzhao roughly guessed a few reasons. If it is not within our family, it must be different. This concept has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In this case, it is more chance to take advantage of it. Liu Jiye is bound by loyalty and righteousness in the Northern Han Dynasty. As long as the Northern Han Dynasty loses its way as king first, how can he stay and continue to work?

Thinking in his eyes, Liu Yanzhao was more convinced of the feasibility of making a plan. The room was still very quiet. No one dared to speak, but the thick gasp was a little harsh.

"Rokuro, what else can you do?"

He didn't get angry, but relieved his brothers, but Liu Yanzhao had a headache. He didn't even fight. What he knew in his chest was the military array. In front of Liu Jiye, who had experienced a hundred battles, he really felt dry for a while and didn't know what to say.

Being looked at by a few people, only one word flashed out of Liu Yanzhao's confused mind, and now he blurted out, "Fly capture the king first!"

"Chall the thief capture the king first?"

Hearing this, a trace of consternation flashed in Liu Jiye's eyes. Da Lang and the others also looked puzzled. It's good to capture the king first, but he couldn't catch Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, which was too talkative.

At this time, Liu Yanzhao also realized that he had made a fool of himself, but he had to find a reason to say, "Dad, brothers, don't think Yan Zhao is joking. In fact, I've been thinking about this idea for a long time."

I can't control so much. Let's fool him first. Sure enough, Liu Yanzhao said that Liu Jiye and others looked much more serious. They all looked over and wanted to know what he planned.

Although Liu Yanzhao is confident, he is very anxious. How to answer next? I really didn't think about it. Why did you say this when you capture the king first? Where is this kind of elite now? Is it possible for a special forces or a SEAL team to emerge out of thin air?

His thoughts flew around, and he was sad alone in his heart, but it was this sadness that made Liu Yanzhao suddenly find the direction and solved his urgent need.

He coughed a few times to cover up the embarrassment that he hadn't spoken for a long time. Liu Yanzhao looked around the crowd, "If we have a secret team, they can walk thousands of miles on foot. No matter what kind of environment, they can lurk for several days, find out the enemy's weaknesses, and then win the enemy tricky. Dad, brothers, you still feel captured. Is it difficult for a thief to capture the king first?

"Is the sixth brother talking about the assassin?"

Qilang looked at Liu Yanzhao for verification. After all, only this kind of people were in line with what he said, but the latter shook his head.

"It's not just the assassin. The team I'm talking about is the elite of the elite. The team members can scout, hide, and give a fatal blow at the most appropriate time like poisonous snakes, and their existence is to complete the impossible task!"

"The sixth brother must be talking about Mo Daowei."

Qilang nodded as if he didn't understand, but his words mentioned Liu Yanzhao. In his memory, there was the existence of Mo Daowei, which was the composition of Liu Jiye's trusted generals and soldiers, and his combat effectiveness and his appalling.

I just don't know how much gap there is compared with the special forces in his mind. He must find an opportunity to have a look. If possible, he will choose people among these people to form a special forces team.

When Liu Yanzhao was thinking nonsense, Liu Jiye was also lost in thought. These words were very absurd. There is no soldier in the world who has gathered so many skills. Even the Mo Daowei who has followed him for many years can't do it.

However, looking at Liu Yanzhao's firm appearance, Liu Jiye's idea couldn't help but relax a little. Liulang's personality is the most like him and will never be whimsical. Moreover, after training for many years, Liu Jiye also understands that human potential should be constantly tapped. Maybe there will really be such a team.

At this moment, Liu Jiye was suddenly moved and told Liu Yanping, "You all go back and practice well. Remember what you just said is not allowed to be leaked. Liulang, follow me!"

"The child understands," Da Lang answered, hesitated, and continued softly before Liu Jiye went out, "Dad, mother wants you to go home for the night."

"Ye-huh, I know."

He and Liu Jiye rode out of the camp and went out of the city. Mo Daowei was not in the camp. Even Liu Yanzhao had no impression of where it was.

Because there were many pedestrians on the street, the speed of the two was not fast. Liu Jiye, who was walking in front of them, turned his head and asked, "Do you know about the assassination of Ma Yuan?"

"I didn't know until I met Uncle Wang when I came to the camp today."

Of course, Liu Yanzhao can't say that he knew it for a long time, let alone let alone let go of the assassin last night. What he can do now is to pretend to know nothing.

"What does Liulang think about this matter?"

Since it is asked, of course, Liu Yanzhao has to say his guess, and he also needs to add some vinegar. Even if Liu Jiye is calm, who can guarantee that fanning doesn't work at some moments?

"First of all, whether Ma Yuan was really assassinated or not, I feel that this matter is unfavorable to my Liu family. He is an observer sent by the emperor. If something happens in Daizhou City and the court will be punished, my father will be the first to take the brunt."

"Of course, if there is really an assassin, it must have been done by the spies of the State of Song. As Haier just said, Ma Yuan died in Daizhou, and his father was implicated. Daizhou's defense must be greatly weakened, which is also very beneficial to the attack of the Song army."

"Go on."

Liu Jiye's face was calm, but the speed dropped a little. Liu Yanzhao's words were very consistent with his speculation, so he wanted to know what Liu Yanzhao would say next.

Do you want to say more? Liu Yanzhao immediately crossed his mind and wanted to talk about this matter in a big way.

"I don't know what my father thinks of Ma Yuan. The child feels that this person is narrow and must be a retribution. He didn't lose his temper in this matter. He sent someone to make things difficult for his father. I'm afraid there is an unspeakable secret behind it, and the reason why he can resist it is likely to have something to do with the literati dressed up."

It was the first time I saw a person with a literary atmosphere in this world, but because Yan Fusheng was Ma Yuan's person, Liu Yanzhao naturally didn't like him at all, and splashed dirty water to take him with him.

Seeing that Liu Jiye still did not say anything to refute, Liu Yanzhao's heart suddenly calmed a lot and continued to blow by the lake. "As for his purpose, there is only one possibility for the child to think about it, which is to let his father relax his vigilance and frame the blame, saying that my Liu family colluded with the State of Song, and his assassination will also become evidence at that time. One..."

"Okay, don't say any more!"

Liu Jiye stretched out his hand to stop Liu Yanzhao, who was still talking. At this time, he happened to go out of the gate. He raised the whip in his hand, whipped it fiercely, and left.

Liu Yanzhao behind him breathed a sigh of relief. Although what he said just now was aimed at Ma Yuan, how could the far-sighted Liu Jiye not understand the cause of all this?

If the emperor of the court hadn't been wary of him, what would he have done if he hadn't sent Ma Yuan?

Looking at the horse dragging Liu Jiye away, Liu Yanzhao showed a smile. He was not punished just now, which showed that Liu Jiye was loyal to the Northern Han Dynasty, but it would never be that kind of stubborn loyalty.

In this way, the opportunity was a little bigger. His legs were clamped and his belly was tight. Liu Yanzhao also shook a whip, and his heart was more happy. He chased Liu Jiye.