"Young Master."

In the room in the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Taotao looked at the melting snow outside and reminded, "The snow seems to be starting to melt."

"I saw it."

Across the table, Li Ziye drank the lotus seed soup and responded, "The weather is getting warmer. The Eight Departments of Mobei and Tianyu Palace will send troops soon. The short-term peace is over."

"Little Master, do you think Dashang can win?" Taotao asked curiously.

"Let's see how Mobei Babu fights."

Li Ziye replied, "The key to this war lies in the fighting style of the eight tribes in Mobei. The existence of Tianyu Palace is only a containment and cannot determine the trend of the war."

"Then why does Great Shang always send heavy troops to the Western Region?" Taotao asked in confusion.

"Containment must also be based on strong strength."

Li Ziye smiled and explained, "If you really don't care about it, it can still give you a fatal blow. What I said about containment is only relatively speaking. The strength of Tianyu Palace is mainly heavy cavalry and infantry.

It is not very mobile and follows the path of steady and steady attack. It just so happens that Dashang has a vast territory and great depth. What they are least afraid of is to attack slowly and steadily. If they fight for ten or eight years, they can afford it. However, the Eight Divisions of Mobei are different."

At this point, Li Ziye took two more mouthfuls of lotus seed soup, and while eating, he said, "Large-scale cavalry battles have extremely strong impact. A confrontation of equal forces has no chance of winning. Originally, the strength of the city should be used to resist the impact of the cavalry.

It is a good choice, but unfortunately, now the eight tribes in Mobei have found a way to attack the city, and with the policy of massacre, they can consume the effective strength of Dashang to the maximum extent. If the fight continues like this, even if Dashang wins, his vitality will be greatly damaged.

"

"Is there no solution?" Taotao asked with concern.

"No."

Li Ziye shook his head and responded, "After Baidi City is lost, the initiative will go to the Eight Divisions of Mobei. They can fight if they want, and retreat if they want. When the war will be launched depends on their faces.

"

"Didn't Young Master say that if Dashang can persist through this year, the situation in this war will be reversed?" Taotao continued to ask.

"Yes, this year is a very critical year."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "Even though the eight tribes in Mobei have occupied Baidi City and the sixteen northern states, they have no farming experience after all. Generally speaking, their combat power is gradually declining. Every time they experience a cold winter

and the armistice were a huge drain on the Mobei Eight Tribes, so I don’t think that after this year, the Mobei Eight Tribes will still have enough morale and combat power to defeat the Great Shang."

"Aren't the eight tribes in Mobei eager to attack the capital?" Taotao asked, startled.

"If this is the case, Mobei will definitely lose."

Li Ziye put down the empty bowl in his hand and responded, "Actually, this is a time trap. The eight tribes in Mobei are anxious to capture the Great Shang, so taking the Great Shang capital is the fastest way. However, the Great Shang capital can

It does not mean that we will capture it immediately after we capture it. Once the eight tribes of Mobei reach a stalemate with the imperial guards in the city, reinforcements from all directions will soon arrive. By then, we must cooperate with each other internally and externally, and Mobei will definitely be defeated!"

Hearing this, Taotao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Listen to what the young master said, Dashang has a high chance of winning this war."

"No."

Li Ziye shook his head and replied, "What I just said was about Mobei's direct attack on the Great Shang Capital. Their chances of winning are indeed slim. However, this is not the only option for the Eight Tribes of Mobei. If they are calm enough, they will not succeed.

This is a dangerous move."

"Then how to fight?" Taotao asked doubtfully.

"The Great Detour."

Li Ziye analyzed calmly, "Bypass the heavily guarded capital city of Dashang and fight to the south of Dashhang. First defeat the effective forces of Dashhang. When the opportunity arises, then turn around and fight back. The philosophy of war can only be achieved by taking action.

Look for opportunities better. Now, both the enemy and ourselves are in a state of quiescence, and the defensive posture is impregnable. If we lose the fight rashly, we will die."

The strategy of great detour has been used by more than one famous general throughout the ages. In war, the most taboo thing is to rush for quick success. Only by looking far ahead can you always win.

"The young master is proficient in the art of war, so he was able to think of this method. People from Mobei may not have such foresight." Taotao said softly.

"Don't underestimate the world."

Li Ziye said seriously, "Mobei was able to beat Dashang to such a state of embarrassment because of more than luck. What's more, Mobei Babu also has that woman Tantai Jingyue. As an opponent, I know it well.

Regarding her current situation, Tantai Jingyue has enough time to think about it, and there is almost no possibility of making a mistake."

To deal with people like him and Tantai Jingyue, they can only make mistakes with constant high pressure. Otherwise, no matter how unfavorable the situation is, they can come up with a hundred ways to break it.

"What about our business in the south of Dashang?"

Taotao's expression condensed slightly, and she reminded, "If the Eight Tribes of Mobei move south in a large scale, I'm afraid there will be a lot of losses."

"Inevitable."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Fortunately, Sister Youwei has gone to Nanling in advance, and our shops in the south are also speeding up their relocation. Except for those businesses that are related to the national economy and people's livelihood, we will leave everything that needs to be left."

This is the last thing the Li family can do for the common people of big business.

"Young Master seems not to be optimistic about Dashang's outcome." Taotao said while looking at the person in front of her.

"If you don't change your attitude, you will lose."

Li Ziye said solemnly, "According to the current trend, I can't see where Dashang can turn the tide of the war."

War is not playing house.

Others are fighting with their lives, but Dashang is still fighting step by step, and is still in the mood to engage in internal fighting from time to time. How can we win?

The Celestial Kingdom's sense of superiority prevented the entire Great Shang from elevating this war to the level of a battle of life and death.

Perhaps, when the Sixteen Prefectures in the North were lost or Baidi City was breached, everyone in the Great Shang Dynasty briefly felt panic and crisis.

However, once the situation stabilized a little, that incredible self-confidence returned.

If the eight tribes of Mobei do not directly attack the capital city of Dashang this time, but use a roundabout strategy to consume the troops in the southern border of Dashang, it will be a killing of frogs in warm water for Dashang.

When the Mobei cavalry see the opportunity and many armies make a detour, Dashang will realize that Mobei's blade is already on his neck, and it will be too late to resist.

After all, it is attitude that determines the result.

"Can't the young master change this situation?" Taotao asked, suppressing the shock in her heart.

"My role alone is limited."

Li Ziye glanced sideways, staring at the night outside, and responded, "Even if I am Zidizi, I will get rid of this woman Dantai Jingyue, and there will be several desperate kings and more than 200,000 people in the eight tribes of Mobei who will risk their lives in order to survive."
Chapter completed!