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Chapter 67 The Huns' Pain(2/2)

"This..." Dou Ying knew very well that Empress Dowager Dou was a smart person. She could hear it. If you tell the truth, she would be even more worried. This question was really hard to answer.

"Tell me! I have to listen to the truth." The crutch in Queen Mother Dou's hand was once again focused on the ground.

"Empress Dowager, in the opinion of my nephew, the number of victory and defeat between the Han and the Huns is 55." Dou Ying decided to tell the truth: "In fact, the number of 55 is not easy for the Han Dynasty. When will the Han Dynasty compete with the Huns over the years?"

A trace of splendor flashed through Liu Yan's bright eyes next to him, and then he returned to normal. No one noticed that his hands were clenched into fists and had turned blue.

"Can the number of five or five be kept? " Empress Dowager Dou asked hesitantly.

Princess Nangong stared at Dou Ying with beautiful eyes, her breasts fluctuated rapidly, and her hands were so nervous that she squinted.

"Yes!" Dou Ying answered affirmatively: "The Huns won because there are many people, and the blood oath was used. The Han Dynasty won because of the excellent weapons, the city was high and the walls were deep, and Zhou Yang only needed to stand firm and not fight, which was an invincible situation."

Liu Hao raised his eyebrows, his pupils shrank, and he didn't say anything.

"Yeah!" Empress Dowager Dou shook her head and said, "I heard that Zhou Yang was unwilling to stand firm. He wanted to attack. Once he left the city's cover, could the great man beat the Huns? That was the 500,000 Huns who had made blood oaths!"

"The Queen Mother, my nephew has met several times with Zhou Yang. This person is smart and wise, and he is well versed in military affairs. If he doesn't make up for it, he will not leave the city. If he leaves the city, then the fighter will mature and the possibility of victory is very high." Dou Ying pondered, answering carefully.

"Dingdeng!"

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and Emperor Jing was floating in like a wind, holding a bundle of bamboo slips in his hand, with a happy look on his face. The joy was so strong that it was far stronger than when he ascended the throne.

"Master, what happened?"

Empress Dowager Dou was blind, unable to see Emperor Jing's expression. Hearing the footsteps so quickly, he thought that the news of defeat at the border had arrived, his face turned pale, and his crutch in his hand hit the ground, hugging Princess Nangong, tears came out: "Nangong, the miserable Nangong!"

"Grandma!" Princess Nangong burst into tears and she hugged Queen Mother Dou tightly.

"Grandma, don't cry. My father has a happy event to say." Liu Yu shook Empress Dowager Dou's arm cleverly.

"What? Happy event?" Empress Dowager Dou didn't believe her ears at all, and her blind eyes were full of doubts.

"Grandma, my father is so happy, he is even happier than the great victory in Yanmen. Is this a happy event?" Liu Feng took the opportunity to kiss Empress Dowager Dou's forehead.

"This kid!" Empress Dowager Dou teased him, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face. She asked hurriedly: "Your Majesty, isn't it?"

"My mother, don't worry, this is a huge joy!" Emperor Jing almost sang it.

"Then tell me quickly!" Empress Dowager Dou stood up nervously, her body trembled a little, and Liu Feng hurriedly supported her.

Emperor Jing did not answer, but looked at Dou Ying and turned around twice, making Dou Ying feel a little nervous: "Emperor..."

"Dou Ying, you are a young man and are proficient in strategy. I ask you, do the Huns have supplies?" Emperor Jing smiled, and his bright eyes were flashing, staring at Dou Ying.

Everyone knew that the Huns had no baggage, and asking like this was a big joke. However, Emperor Jing asked very seriously. Dou Ying did not dare to think so. He asked in confusion: "Why did the emperor ask like this?"

"Just just answer, whether there is or not." Emperor Jing had no idea of ​​explanation.

Dou Ying hesitated for a long time before saying, "Emperor, the Huns come and go like the wind, today is in the west and tomorrow is in the east. The reason why the Huns are so fast is because war horses do not require food and fodder, they only need grass. The Huns can plunder with their horses and barbecue."

"What do you mean is that the Huns have no supplies?" Emperor Jing asked back.

"Yes." Dou Ying said affirmatively.

"Dou Ying, Dou Ying, your military book is gone!" Emperor Jing stood in front of Dou Ying and smiled and said, "I tell you that the Huns have supplies!"

"The Huns have baggage?"

This comes from the mouths of Dou Ying and Empress Dowager Dou, and they both looked confused. This is a fantasy answer, and anyone will be confused.

If it weren't for the words of Emperor Jing, he would have been called a madman and would have been fantastic.

Liu Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.

Emperor Jing asked, "Taoer, what are you thinking?"

"Father, the child is thinking, if the Huns had no baggage, what would the 500,000 troops eat? If there were any, then what would the baggage of the Huns be? Where would it be?" Liu Ting frowned.

"Listen!" Emperor Jing stroked Liu Luo's head with approval: "Dou Ying, your knowledge is not as good as a child. Take it and take a look!"

The bamboo slips in his hand were stuffed heavily into Dou Ying's hand.

Dou Ying hurriedly unfolded. After a look, her mouth opened wide and her eyes stopped turning, and her face looked unbelievable, as if it was a statue.

"Ha ha!"
Chapter completed!
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