Liu An is really afraid.

When I think of the terrifying figure two hundred years later, the legion that expanded its territory to half of the earth.

How could you not be afraid?

Obviously, Yelu Longqing knows Mongolian grassland better than Liu An.

Yelu Longqing said:

"Identify that all the tribes in Mongolian grassland are soldiers, and any tribe in their young and strong can compare with your and my elite soldiers. You have opened the commercial road in Lingzhou and opened a cage with terrible beasts. Iron tools flow into the grassland in large quantities. I believe that within ten years, heroes will unify the grassland."

"Yes." Liu An nodded heavily.

“I need to think.”

"No problem, I'll wait for you. By the way, don't say I'm a rogue. I stopped the army of Li and Shi, which does not mean that my subordinates are all in a standstill, but they are not fighting Yan Yun. Some people don't have eyes, so they need to teach a lesson."

Yelu Longqing didn't answer the conversation, but just nodded silently.

When Liu An left, he left Yelu Longqing's camp, two people immediately crawled over in the tunnel and prepared records under Yelu Longqing's tent.

Yelu Longqing didn't eat the second bowl of tofu brain, he was thinking about Liu An's words.

The Jurchens could disrupt the rear with only tens of thousands of troops, and only tens of thousands of troops were expelled. If the Jurchens united with the Song people again, then the Great Khitan would be a bit troublesome.

The prairie is even more terrifying.

Most of the official records of the Great Khitan are now 74, with 43 clans of the Great Clan, and even further west, there are 23 Seme clans.

Among the five most powerful tribes, the Tatar tribe is a subordinate of the Great Khitan, but the other four are nominally disobedient.

Jurchen!

Yelu Longqing began to seriously analyze the Jurchens.

If the Jurchens are unified, it seems that they can really threaten themselves.

No, no.

No matter how negotiations are negotiated in this battle, nothing matters. Even if Liu An suffers a loss, he can vigorously support the Jurchen tribes and create a deadly enemy for the Great Khitan in less than five years.

But why is he?

This is unreasonable.

Yelu Longqing thought about it all day, and also compiled the content of his first meeting with Liu An into a book, and wrote his own opinions and sent someone to give it to Empress Xiao.

Not to mention that Yelu Longqing couldn't figure it out, Li Han couldn't even figure it out.

If Liu An hadn't had water in his head, there would be some reason why he didn't say it.

When he returned to his own place, Li Wen immediately met: "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Li?" Liu An was a little confused.

Li Heng said directly: "Do you know that ironmaking is a double-edged sword, which hurts people. The Liao people have a large amount of steel but will have stronger troops. The number of Pishi Army and the Shan army is not 30,000 or 200,000, but 300,000 or 200,000. At the same time, the Jurchens will also accelerate the unification of each division. The Liao people are like a bone, attracting countless evil wolves."

"No." Liu An shook his head: "Iron is just a material used to make tools. The cold era has ended, and the next era is the flame era."

"explain!"

Liu An didn't explain and directly picked up his long gown. Only then did Li Ying notice that Liu An had a leather cover on his leg, which contained a copper tube in an extremely ancient costume.

Liu An suddenly pulled out the copper tube, then extended his right hand to the bookshelf in his tent and pulled off the board and hit it.

No language is more practical than this shocking thunder-like blow.

In an instant, six personal soldiers with swords unsheathed rushed in.

Li Heng shouted violently: "Get out."

The personal soldiers quickly retreated outside and set a distance apart.

Li Ying then turned around and looked at the bookshelf.

The bookshelf was broken, countless books were broken, and even the table with an inch thickness in front of the bookshelf was cracked.

Liu An then spoke word by word: "The range of artillery is the truth, and the person who stands in the iron blood is the justice."

"What is artillery?"

"The tiger squats like a child with empty hands, and the real cannon is like a strange sword."

Li Heng asked again: "Why do you still train Mo Daojian since you have artillery?"

"Because I don't have real artillery, I can turn Youzhou City into flat ground overnight. What's more, war is not about weapons, but people."

After listening to Liu An's answer, Li Ying immediately asked again: "Do you like war?"

"No, I hate war, but for the sake of my generation, I cannot stop war with war. Mr. Li, my mentor. With those people in the court, including your previous thoughts, this battle can be ignored. I believe that with my three-inch tongue, I can convince the Liao Kingdom. 300,000 guan a year can buy a hundred years of peace. But is it useful?"

"Why is it useless? People can live and work in peace without war."

Liu An asked back: "Then the martial arts are relaxed, and we can't even lift the sword when we encounter foreign enemies?"

Li Feng sighed heavily: "Maybe you don't know, everyone in the court is afraid of Liao, even me."

"I know, so I want to destroy Liao."

"Can you?"

"Isn't this already started? I'm powerless in fighting the Shan army. If I use Modao's weapons to fight to the death, I guess the Iron Eagle will be killed or injured by my Modao. So I use a trick. But next time, I will fight the Sieshi Army, I will let the Liao people know what it means to have an abyss under despair. Mentor, I said that the range of artillery is the truth."

Li Weng covered his chest lightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Because he felt that this disciple seemed to have an ambition that he dared not say.

"Mr. Liao people will definitely give it to me, otherwise I will make them cry."

Li Weng suddenly looked up: "Why?"

"Just rely on fifteen ships of steel knives and five ships of blade armor. If the Liao people kneel, these are theirs. If the Liao people don't kneel, these are the Jurchens. Although I hate the Jurchens even more, they are not yet in a state of climate. And a few days later, I will hang the head of King Song of Goryeo in the city of Youzhou."

Li Ying grabbed Liu An's clothes and said, "Do you want to kill Goryeo?"

"They are not me, Song people."

Liu An's coldness made Li Han feel a sense of fear.

Li Feng knew very well that Goryeo was forced to surrender by the Liao Kingdom. Liu An really took Goryeo Wang Song's head, so the Liao people and Goryeo would go to war again. Liu An's fifteen-ship steel knife was handed to the Liao Kingdom the sharp blade for massacre of Goryeo.

Liu An held Li Ying's hand in both hands: "Mr., I will give the Korean people thirty ships of steel knives."

"Being a teacher is unbearable."

"Mr., my disciple wrote a poem to ask my teacher to appreciate it."

"Read it." Li Ying pulled a chair and sat down with some weakness.

Liu An stood straight and said:

The peaks are like gathering,

The waves are like anger,

Tongguan Road in the mountains and rivers.

Looking at Xidu,

Hesitated.

Sad place of the Qin and Han dynasties,

The palaces were made of earth.

Prosperity, the people suffer; destruction, the people suffer
Chapter completed!