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"Brother, have you thought about it, how can we win? It's easy to keep Xiangyang, but Mongolia will not be destroyed for a day, and my Great Song Dynasty will hang a sharp sword on my head at any time. Zhao Ling'er asked.

Zhao Hao looked at the sky with his hands in his hands, his eyes were deep, and he said, "Ling'er, what good way do you have?"

Zhao Ling'er shook her head and said, "It seems that there is no way, unless you ......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Linger hesitated.

"Even if I become the emperor, it is useless, Ling'er, I may not be better than my father, and do you think the current Great Song Dynasty can withstand the turmoil of reform?" Zhao Hao asked.

He knew what Zhao Ling'er meant, and many people had this idea.

In their eyes, Zhao Hao can be called a wise and powerful martial artist, at least much stronger than Zhao Yun.

Zhao Hao led them, and the possibility of victory was bound to increase greatly.

But even if Zhao Hao can abandon family affection and attack Zhao Yun, the situation faced by the Song Dynasty will not be much better.

For a critically ill person, it is possible to use strong drugs to make him cure, but it is more likely to hasten his death.

This is still true for a court that is about to perish.

Zhao Kuangyin picked up the literati with a glass of wine and abandoned the generals. The Zhao royal family finally hid in heaven on earth and gave up a large ~ piece of land. In the cold north, there are armies fighting on the battlefield and dying in other places, but the heroes are jealous, the slanderers are high, a wisp of loyalty dissipates beside the West Lake, and the spirit of a nation dies irreversibly.

This is the general trend, and Zhao Hao is powerless to change the general trend.

"Ling'er, I know that you and many people have always hoped that I would start from the court and solve the problems of the Great Song Dynasty from the top down, but Mongolia will not give us time, and what we need most at the moment is not this. Zhao Hao said.

"What do we need most?" Zhao Ling'er asked.

"What we need most is victory, we need blood that keeps flowing, we need martyrs to fight on the battlefield, we need to die in a foreign land, we need warriors to return to our hometowns with honor, and all people praise them. It is necessary to change everyone's thinking subtly. I don't have time to waste on a group of literati, and the Great Song Dynasty is not qualified to continue to emphasize literature and ignore military force now, but respect must be won by oneself and needs to be fought out. Zhao Hao said in a deep voice.

On the road to success, there must be corpses everywhere, among which more are their own people.

But the way to go, must be taken.

Otherwise, even if you can solve the siege for a while, what can you do in the future?

Mongolia has not been able to prosper forever, but after Mongolia, this land has been trampled by foreign races more than once.

It's not someone else's problem, it's your own.

This is not even a problem of the Zhao family, it is a problem of the Han people.

The warlike will be dangerous, and the forgetfulness of the war will be killed.

If you want to restore the majesty of the Qin and Han dynasties, the ancestors are bloody, and there is only one way to go.

In the face of the most powerful enemy, fight a Jedi counterattack, this is the true nirvana of a nation.

The so-called political reform, the respect of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and the pride of a generation, can only be strong for a while at most.

Zhao Hao will not stay in the Condor World forever, so he has never thought of getting on the throne.

What he wanted to leave to the world was never just a simple victory.

Bloodshed and sacrifice, glory and responsibility, are sometimes more important than victory.

"Brother, a lot of people will die. Zhao Ling'er said.

"There are sacrifices that are necessary in the first place, and I will not say sorry, because I did not force anyone, and I took no less risk than anyone else. Zhao Hao said.

"Brother, aren't you tired?" Zhao Ling'er said softly.

"If you are not in your position, you can't seek your own politics, so what's the matter if you're tired, you can't solve any problems by evading. Moreover, there are always some things that you need to fight for. Ling'er, a long time ago, I thought that I could only be a spectator, at most I could only silently praise and respect those heroes who shed blood and sacrificed behind my back. Even if I did, I wouldn't have been able to make the same fearless sacrifice as theirs. Because I'm just an ordinary person. Zhao Hao recalled.

"My brother is never ordinary, in my eyes, my brother will always be the best. Zhao Ling'er said.

Zhao Hao smiled lightly and said, "Ling'er, now I am still an ordinary person, and I also have my own selfish thoughts. I thought about killing my father and ascending to the throne, so that there would be no one in the world who could dictate to me. I thought about giving up, gathering a few super masters at most, killing the Mongol Great Khan, at least to ensure the temporary peace of the Great Song Dynasty, so that all the people can praise it. I knew that Guo Jingzhong would do his best to defend Xiangyang, but I still thought about taking Huang Rong as a forbidden person and wantonly playing with ~. Even, I thought about ......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hao's tone was stunned.

"Brother, what else have you thought about?" asked Zhao Ling'er.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you, I'm just a person, I also have desires~ hopes, I also have fears, and even I'm afraid of death. But what makes a person human is that he can control his behavior. I can't be a Buddha who cuts meat and feeds eagles, and I can't be a saint who is public in the world, but I won't be a reckless devil or a traitor who surrenders. I'm just a person, a person who tries to make myself unusual. Fate has pushed me to this place, whether it is responsibility or courage, I will not retreat. Zhao Hao said firmly.

At this moment, Zhao Hao's body exuded an indescribable aura.

Dressed in a white robe and looking at the sky with his hands, Zhao Hao and this piece of heaven and earth, this moment formed a strange harmony.

Zhao Ling'er's eyes lit up.

"Brother, you broke through again. Zhao Linger said in surprise.

Zhao Hao closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

People who practice martial arts are more determined than ordinary people. Subtly, Zhao Hao's current willpower is no longer comparable to that ordinary person in his previous life.

From beginning to end, Zhao Hao was practicing martial arts, not martial arts.

Therefore, Zhao Hao pursues the improvement of the state of mind and the evolution of the essence, rather than the simple improvement of combat power.

What he has seen and heard in the past few days, coupled with the conversation he had just had with Zhao Ling'er, made Zhao Haoming more aware of himself.

He was always an ordinary person, but he walked on the road beyond the ordinary.

In those years, Zhao Hao was touched by many people.

Now, Zhao Hao will still be moved by many people, but he has done it and let himself move others.