"But if they don't come, they won't succeed, my Dali foreign war, the barbarians have always been the main force, and the barbarians who grew up in the mountains are all brave people, and they are invincible when they fight the fire." Duan Yanzhen was straightforward, and directly pointed out: "You and I went to Guangnan Province to help the Song Dynasty quell the rebellion, and it was not those barbarians who rushed fiercely. ”

Xin Zhifu turned his head to look at him, frowned, and said, "General Duan, is it possible that you won't be able to fight without the barbarians?" ”

"That's not it, my lord, I just can't bear to let these sons under my command." Duan Yanzhen hung his head and said: "You and I know Shimenfan's combat power, it is very powerful, the king of Zhenbei has more soldiers than ours, and he was still beaten and fled, I am afraid that tomorrow's battle, Dali's elite will be lost!" ”

"General Duan, how can you be so demoralized? The battlefield is changing rapidly, and before the fight, no one can tell whether we will win or lose, how to say that our military strength is superior, of course, we can fight. Although Xiangguo insisted on going his own way, but we led the troops, we were powerless to stop it, so we could only act on orders, and we could do our best. Xin Zhifu squinted at him: "Could it be that you are afraid of death?" ”

"This ...... Of course not! Duan Yanzhen shook his head and said: "If you were afraid of death, you wouldn't have gone to Guangnan Province back then, but you ...... This kind of play is really unwilling! ”

"If you're unwilling, you have to fight." Xin Zhifu patted him on the shoulder and said with relief: "Don't worry about anything, Shimen Fan is not a three-headed and six-armed immortal, but just a barbarian, what barbarian soldiers have we not seen?" Soldier to soldier, soldier to general, happy to fight, win or lose, the knife has been on the knife, what is there to worry about? ”

Duan Yanzhen laughed and lowered his head again.

He had the heart to say something, but Shin Naofu didn't seem to intend to listen.

So he didn't have to say any more.

……

In the imperial city of Dali, Duan Zhixiang and his son were standing on the high platform of Jiufeng Tower, looking at it from afar.

Jiufeng Building is nine storeys high, it is the tallest building in Dali, standing on it, the whole city can have a panoramic view, the houses and buildings in the city are lined up one after another, and the flow of people shuttles bustling. Stepping into the arms, thousands of living beings are all in the palm of your hand, and the prosperity of the world is at the feet of the king.

Look farther, the dome of Cangshan Mountain in the distance is vivid, the Erhai Lake is hundreds of miles of blue waves and smoke waves, the evergreen Dali is verdant and picturesque, a group of scenery is like ink and blue, slowly unfolding, the eyes are all scenery, and the eyes are intoxicated.

Duan Zhixiang likes it here, sitting here, holding a jade cup of Qiong liquid, enjoying the scenery like tasting wine, the wine is not intoxicating, and the scenery is intoxicating, which can make him find a little bit of the feeling of the lord of Dali.

So at this moment, he dismissed the others, and only his father and son sat opposite each other on the top floor.

"Father's work is really wonderful!" Duan Xiangxing respectfully praised his father: "Send someone to put the text next to the pillow that is higher than Chenglong, and I will be angry as well!" ”

Duan Zhixiang, the lord of Dali, leisurely played with the small and delicate wine glass, and was in a good mood: "I have arranged that person by his side for a long time, and I originally kept it just in case, as a role like an assassin, but now I use it, in fact, it is a pity." ”

"But if you don't do this, Gao Yuchenglong won't be in a hurry." He put the wine glass on the low table, and pressed his hands on the table to blow the wind coming in from the building: "Only by making him frightened and frightened, this old fox will make up his mind to lead the troops to the expedition desperately, take the army with him, and kill him at any time if he changes, this is his style." ”

"That's exactly what I'm trying to say." Duan Xiangxing looked at Duan Zhixiang with some apprehension: "The standing army and the barbarian soldiers near the left have been taken away by him, and our people are also wrapped in it, and now there are only some old and weak soldiers left in Dali City, who are vulnerable, will it be too risky?" ”

"There's no way around it, things can't be so perfect." Duan Zhixiang was not as worried as the prince, he was very confident: "But it doesn't matter, the army is gone, you can still recruit again, don't be a pity." ”

He stood up, walked to the railing with great interest, looked far away, and stretched wide.

"My son, you can also come and see, how magnificent these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are!" He tilted his chin and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance between the clouds and mist, and greeted Duan Xiangxing.

Duan Xiangxing followed the sound, watched his father spread his hands, virtually wrapped the wind in front of him, and said excitedly: "In the past, I used to sit here, watching the clouds rise and clouds, and the scenery was the same as now, but I have never felt like this today. In the past, I always felt that although Dali was surnamed Duan, there was always something wrong, and there seemed to be a high word pressed on the top of the paragraph, which made me very uncomfortable, and I felt tight when I was panting. ”

"But today is different, I'm very happy!" He laughed and smiled happily: "The Gao family and Shimen Fan are dead, the two tigers will be injured when they fight, we are all on the profitable side, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, the fun is endless!" Hahaha! ”

Duan Xiangxing smiled bitterly, but was speechless.

So Duan Zhixiang noticed it, smiled and asked, "What is the prince worried about?" Could it be that he is worried that Shimen Fan will not be able to take the high city long? ”

Without waiting for his son to answer, he swiped his hand in the air, as if he had scratched something that did not exist: "Don't worry, don't worry!" The generals we have placed in the army are very reliable, and with them, they cannot win higher than Chenglong. ”

Duan Xiangxing shook his head, bowed down and said: "Erchen is not worried about this, my father has arranged it very thoughtfully, Duan Yanzhen and others have also negotiated with us, they will not betray us for their own glory and wealth, Erchen is worried...... Actually, it's that Shimenfan! ”

"Shimenfan? What is there to worry about? Duan Zhixiang glanced at his son strangely, and said in surprise: "Are you afraid that they won't be able to win Gao Yuchenglong in this situation?" ”

"No, Shimen Fan can beat the king of Zhenbei and flee back alone, and naturally he can defeat a plate of scattered sand Gao Chenglong with one blow, they are very strong." Duan Xiangxing raised his head, and his worried color filled his eyes: "It is they who are worried about Erchen...... Will they be too strong? ”

"Are you afraid that we will lift a stone and shoot ourselves in the foot?" Duan Zhixiang turned around and stared at the Prince of Dali.

"The Song Dynasty will not send troops over, if ...... I mean, what if Changsun Hong came over and took us down and replaced him with himself? Duan Xiangxing said: "The heart of defense is indispensable!" ”

Duan Zhixiang nodded, took a few steps back and forth at the railing, and said, "The possibility you said is also reasonable. But I'm sure that his eldest grandson won't dare. ”

He put his fingers up, pulled them up one by one, and pulled them down again: "First, if the eldest grandson Hongru wants to hold the position, the nature will change, the Qing monarch side and the Dai Duan clan are two different things, the thirty-six barbarian tribes will not come by him, Dali is a country, and the barbarian department is also a part." ”

"Second, although the Song Dynasty will not send troops, their Privy Council issued a letter to appoint Changsun Hong as the deputy envoy for the defense of Xuzhou, and to make him an official. When he became an official of the Great Song Dynasty, he had to listen to the words of the Great Song Dynasty, what did they want him to do, and what else did Shimen Fan dare to do? Do you dare to disobey and disrespect? Shimen Fan didn't have the courage, how to say that they were only a barbarian department, although the scale of nearly 100,000 people was very large, it could be regarded as the largest of the thirty-six tribes, but compared with the Great Song Dynasty, it was not even this. ”

He hooked up a little finger and shook it in front of Duan Xiangxing.

"So, my son, prudence is necessary, but this time, we have won!"

(End of chapter)