The most romantic little emperor

Zhu Gui continued Li Zhen's words and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the old general is right. War is not just a battle between two armies. It tests the stability of logistical supplies and the overall strength of a country."

"As the old saying goes, 'before the troops move, the food and fodder must go first'. Right now, putting aside other things, just the food and fodder and the soldiers' wages are not resolved, how can we easily start a war?"

"Every expedition is a full display of national strength and a trust of countless heroic lives. Without sufficient food and silver as a backing, how can we ensure that the soldiers have no distractions and how can we let them charge into battle without any worries?"

"Since ancient times, 'to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the country'. Now there is still unrest in the country. If we rashly start a war at this time, we may be trapped both internally and externally and fall into an irretrievable situation."

"Therefore, I think we must first quell the rebellion in the country, stabilize the domestic situation, and then prepare enough food and silver, and mobilize the whole country to fight against the Liao Kingdom."

Qin Hao frowned, knowing full well that what Li Zhen and Zhu Gui said was true. He sighed, his voice filled with helplessness and heaviness: "In other words, if we go to war with Liao at this moment, we have almost no chance of winning?"

This is a heavy issue and a reality that cannot be avoided.

War is not just a clash of weapons, but also a contest of national strength, military morale and wisdom.

But now, Daxia obviously does not have the ability to defeat the Liao Kingdom in one battle.

Li Zhen looked at Qin Hao and saw a hint of deep melancholy between his brows. He sighed softly and then comforted him in a firm tone: "Your Majesty, you must not be so discouraged. Our Great Xia has a vast territory, abundant resources, a prosperous population, and a million strong army, which far exceeds the Liao cavalry. This is our dynasty's natural advantage."

"Also, although the Liao people are good at field battles due to their superior war horses, their siege skills are far inferior to ours. Our army's defense skills have long been perfected. No matter how brave the Liao people's cavalry are, they can hardly shake the solidity of our city."

"In the past two years, although the Liao people have frequently harassed the border, they have not dared to march straight into the heartland of Daxia. A big reason for this is because of this."

"With our vast territory, rich resources, solid cities, and well-trained troops, if the Liao people really start a war now, our Great Xia will not be without a chance of winning. I think it's a fifty-fifty chance!"

"Is it only fifty-fifty?"

Qin Hao's brows revealed a trace of reluctance and helplessness, and he muttered to himself: "It seems that I have to lend grain to the Liao Kingdom this time!"

Li Zhen and Zhu Gui looked at each other, and there was a trace of worry in each other's eyes. They understood Qin Hao's mood at the moment, but they didn't know how to comfort him.

Qin Hao took a deep breath, calmed the waves in his heart, and slowly said: "Two generals, we must keep today's events strictly confidential and not mention them to anyone."

Although his voice was calm, it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Li Zhen and Zhu Gui nodded at the same time to show that they understood.

Qin Hao continued, "I now have an important task for you. You need to secretly select an elite cavalry for me, with a number of about a thousand. This team needs strict training, and I will be of great use to them in the future."

"In addition, regardless of whether we are at war with the Liao Kingdom or not, we must actively prepare for war. We can do this under the banner of suppressing bandits and eliminating the White Lotus Sect. The soldiers' weapons and equipment should be updated as needed, and their food and wages should not be cut off. If you don't have money, you can come to me at any time."

Li Zhen and Zhu Gui looked at each other and understood Qin Hao's intention. They knew that this was not just a task, but also had a far-reaching impact on the future of the country.

So they responded in unison, saying that they would live up to the trust and complete the task.

……

In less than half a day, the news that five important officials of the court swore allegiance to the young emperor after retiring from court had spread throughout the capital.

What is even more shocking is that it is rumored that in order to express their loyalty, they also impeached several court officials as a token of their surrender.

As soon as this news came out, many officials in the capital were on pins and needles and fell into deep panic.

The atmosphere was tense and uneasy, and many officials' residences in the capital were filled with tension and anxiety.

Those officials were suspicious and uneasy, wondering whether their names would appear on those lists. Some of them could no longer contain their nervousness and ran around to each other, inquiring for information and seeking protection from their superiors.

Su Zhengfang, a powerful official, naturally learned the news at the first time. Not only did he get solid intelligence, but he also learned more detailed inside information from the spies in the palace.

These news were like a bombshell, causing a huge storm in his heart. He began to re-examine the situation in the court and think about the next response strategy.

Inside the Su Mansion, the sound of vases and teacups breaking could be heard from Su Zhengfang's study.

Su Zhengfang's face was livid, and there was an indescribable anger between his brows. He cursed in a low voice, his voice full of helplessness and indignation at the current situation: "How far is this damn little emperor going? Is he really going to fight to the death regardless of everything?"

Su Zhengfang, who was furious, picked up a teacup and threw it out.

The teacup drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew quickly towards the door.

Just then, Su Meng rushed in hurriedly, his face full of panic and anxiety.

However, fate seemed to play a joke on him. The cup that carried Su Zhengfang's anger hit him squarely on the forehead.

"what--"

Su Meng let out a shrill scream, and the blood from the girl with the flower on his forehead immediately flowed down like a spring. He covered his injured forehead, grimacing in pain, and staggered back a few steps before he could barely stand firm.

Su Zhengfang looked at the debris all over the ground and Su Meng covered in blood, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable irritation and uneasiness in his heart, and his anger became even stronger.

"Why did you barge in so rashly?" Su Zhengfang's voice was as cold as ice, without any sense of guilt. His eyes were as sharp as torches, staring directly at Su Meng, and the dissatisfaction and rebuke in his tone were obvious.

Su Meng's face froze, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but that emotion was like a meteor in the night sky, fleeting. He quickly calmed down, lowered his head, and simply wiped the wound on his forehead.

Then, Su Meng walked quickly towards Su Zhengfang, bowed his head respectfully, and spoke with a bit of caution and awe, "Father, many officials who have close ties with our Su family have gathered outside the door. They have come here one after another to seek support and protection from our Su family."

"I don't know what to do, so I came to ask you, should we meet these people or not?"