A saint appears once a thousand years, and Li Xin is naturally not a saint.

When he was a little man in his early years, he did a lot of things against his will to survive. However, after the Taikang Dynasty became prosperous, most of the things he did over the years were based on his original intentions, and this time he went north to fight against the enemy.

However, no one could understand his behavior. Emperor Yuan Zhao, who was far away in the capital, could not understand it. The co-lord of the Yuwen tribe sitting in front of him could not understand it.

At this time, Yuwen Zhao was nearly fifty years old. After years of hard work, he had a lot of gray hair on his head. He sat opposite Li Xin and stared at Li Xin for a long time before he slowly said: "Marty Li, I don't care what you think, but you did these things outside the pass, almost ruined my plan for more than ten years. If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, you, and the cavalry under your command, will never be able to return to the pass alive."

Li Xin put his hands in his sleeves and smiled: "What does the king want to explain?"

"Sky Thunder."

Yuwen Zhao said straight to the point: "I have heard of what Mr. Li did in the Qigui tribe. When you attacked the Qigui tribe and the Helan tribe, you used heavenly thunder. Marquis Li told me how to make this thing. Forget it, I will let Mr. Li go back to the pass."

"Mr. Li said just now, we are not of the same clan. After you hand over this thing, I will say that Mar. Li has never been outside the customs. From now on, everyone will be their clan. If Mar. Li does not die at the hands of your Emperor Jin, we will meet again on the battlefield in the future."

A smile appeared on Li Xin's face.

"The Emperor Taikang said to me at the beginning, and Emperor Yuan Zhao also told me that I did not give it to them, and I did not give it to the same clan of Zhuxia. How could I give it to a foreign clan?"

"You saints of Xia said that if the barbarians enter China, they will be the ones in China. My Xianbei Yuwen family has been in charge of China for more than a hundred years. Everyone in the royal family can speak Chinese. There are many people who have become great scholars, and they can also be regarded as the same clan of Xia. Mr. Li, you think this way, is too narrow."

"The Xia people are the same clan?"

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and sneered: "After the King of Heaven broke through Jimen Pass and entered Jizhou, the Xianbei people under his command killed many innocent people from the Xia people. The two armies fought and the Zhenbei army was all dead. That was not as strong as others. I would not blame the King of Heaven. But after Yuwen took over Jizhou, he not only robbed everywhere, but also killed Han civilians on a large scale. What is the reason?"

"Can this be called the same clan?"

Yuwen Zhao was speechless.

He is a smart man and has been familiar with the various classics and military books of the Chinese since he was a child. He knew very well that if he wanted to occupy a place forever, he had to be gentle. After breaking through the city, he had to try his best to appease the people for a long time, but he was treated with special circumstances.

This time, Yuwen’s Ministry beat Jimen Pass... Too many people died.

Every member of the Yuwen tribe has a sense of anger and resentment hidden in his heart. After entering the city, they must let them vent, otherwise something may happen. Therefore, although Yuwen Zhao knew very well that his subordinates were doing something wrong in Jizhou City, he turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

After he was silent for a while, he looked up at Li Xin and said, "I am in the northern border. I don't know what happened to you in the Southern Jin court, but you are now outside the pass. This shows that you have a innocent heart and you have rebelled in the southwest. This means that you have suffered a lot of grievances in the Southern Jin court."

"A real man was born in the world. If he did not show his ambition, wouldn't he betray his eight-foot body?"

Yuwen Zhao looked at Li Xin with a bright look and said, "I can help Mr. Li to establish the country. When you, Li Chang'an, ascend to the throne, will be the ruler of the descendants from generation to generation, and will leave your reputation in history and pass on your achievements from generation to generation."

Li Xin looked at Yuwen Zhao with a smile: "Then ced the north of the Yangtze River to restore the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and you and me will divide the river and govern it?"

"That would indeed be famous in history. People from later generations would probably curse me, Li Xin for thousands of years. When I think of this, I would run to my grave and spit on it."

Yuwen Zhao's eyes became cold.

"Marty Li is already in his thirties, but he is still as sharp-tongued as he was when he was young. However, you don't seem to understand the current situation. You and the cavalry under you have been surrounded by me. As long as I give you orders, you can leave you all outside the pass!"

Mr. Li smiled, stretched out ten fingers, and smiled calmly: "Let me settle the calculations for the king."

"In the past six months, Yuwen's troops have indeed chewed Jimen Pass at the cost of destroying themselves, and have also defeated the 100,000 Zhenbei Army. But you Xianbei people are not copper-skinned and iron-bone. The soldiers of Zhenbei Army will die, will your soldiers die?"

"I think it will probably be."

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I have calculated the calculations for you, the king of heaven. You are on the side of the siege. According to the situation in the Central Plains, the casualties of the side of the siege should be twice to five times that of the side of the defending city."

"Even if you Xianbei people are all brave, everyone can take one to two, one to five, and you will die in the same number as the Zhenbei Army."

"The Great Jin Dynasty had Zhurong wine to disinfect soldiers and doctors to treat wounded people. The Xianbei tribe of the Heavenly King lacked these things. When the Xianbei people were injured, they would have to rely on themselves to handle it."

"In this way, the casualties under the Heavenly King should have exceeded 100,000."

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But the entire Yuwen Department has only one million people. In my Great Jin Dynasty, this number can only be used to recruit 20,000 troops. Even if you all can ride horses and hunt, young and middle-aged people are soldiers, and if you are dead, they will only have 200,000 combat power."

"No matter how many, you can only let the elderly and children go to the battlefield."

Speaking of this, Li Xin smiled and looked at Yuwen Zhao: "The Qigui tribe is close to Yunzhou City. We can no longer provide reinforcements from the Heavenly King, and the Helan tribe... will most likely transfer their troops back to their headquarters."

"In my opinion, although the king of heaven is now aggressive, he has done it with the strong outside and the middle?"

"If the Helan tribe turns against you again, it is still unknown whether your tent can firmly sit in the first tribe among the Yuwen tribes. Where can I have any remaining energy to fight in the south?"

"The King of Heaven wants to make money from nothing, get the thunder from me, and then ask me to help you go south?"

Mr. Li smiled.

"I have grown older over the years, but I have no Alzheimer's disease. Why did the king of heaven lie to me like a fool?"

Yuwen Zhao finally couldn't bear it. He slapped the table viciously, stood up and glared at Li Xin.

"It's not that you, Li Chang'an, both ends of the rat, why did my Yuwen Department reach this point!"

Yuwen Zhao looked at Li Xin and gritted his teeth in anger: "I started a war at the beginning of the year, but the tribe had no food and was ready to rob the border. If I hadn't received the news of your war in the southwest in northern Xinjiang, how could I have tried my best to fight my family and chewed Jimen Pass like this?"

"Now my king's tent has been exhausted and he has just been defeated by Jimen Pass. You, a southwestern thief, ran outside the pass to make trouble, ran to me and said that it is not my race?"

If there was a knife in front of Yuwen Zhao now, he would definitely chop the extremely hateful person in front of him into meat sauce!

Then make it into meatballs and share it with the tribe!

There is nothing more annoying than this in the world.

Li Xin sat in his position, still moving. He looked up at Yuwen Zhao and said calmly: "The southwest rebellion is the southwest, what does it have to do with your Yuwen team?"
Chapter completed!