When Li Xian arrived at the main hall, Xu Ren was leaning on the Pixiu carving at the door and yawning; one hand was holding a feather fan behind his head. After the crazy planning and hard work in the past period of time, he was a little tired.
Seeing Li Xian coming, Xu Ren quickly stood up and said, "Master, Xiao Liming has sent out troops. The situation is like this..."
Xu Ren briefly explained the reasons why Xiao Liming sent out his troops and the confrontations between the various forces. Finally, he added, "I think Xiao Liming may have other intentions."
"Do you want to beat me, Anyang?"
"No!" Xu Ren smiled mysteriously, "I think he came to Anyang to get beaten!"
Li Xian was confused for a moment. "He brought 200,000 troops to Anyang to get beaten? Why?"
"Use military defeat to exchange for political victory. If Xiao Liming attacks Anyang and is defeated, then Xiao Liming will definitely push the eldest prince out to take the blame. By the way, he will completely push the eldest prince off the throne and ascend the throne himself!"
When it comes to this, Li Xian's eyes brightened: "Sir, what you mean is that Xiao Liming has completed the accumulation and preparation, and is going to completely 'kill the donkey' after the eldest prince, who is not a puppet, has done his job."
"It's not that he has to kill the donkey, but he has to be rid of his horse." Xu Ren's analysis was sharp: "Now the general trend has been determined. The eldest prince has the political mind to fight internally, but lacks the broad vision and macro political and military mind to look out for the outside world. Therefore, if Baofeng County continues to let the eldest prince be in charge, it will decline sooner or later. And Xiao Liming has been preparing for decades, waiting for this moment."
Li Xian blinked his still sleepy eyes: "Sir, how can you be sure that Xiao Liming is here to get beaten? With Xiao Liming's ability, if he had 200,000 elite soldiers, he would be fully capable of conquering Anyang."
Xu Ren was not worried at all: "No. If Xiao Liming really wants to capture Anyang, even if he succeeds, there is no telling how many of the 200,000 elite troops will be left. And Baofeng County cannot afford the loss. So, Xiao Liming is here purely to get beaten. I think His Majesty (Li Yulong) should be able to see that."
"So what should we do?"
Xu Ren smiled bitterly, "This is Xiao Liming's cleverness. He has come to attack, so we can only fight, and we must win the battle to safeguard Anyang's interests and dignity. After all, Xiao Liming is the grandfather of the princess (Xia Qingqing). As long as Xiao Liming does not madly slaughter the people of Anyang, we cannot be ruthless."
"Tsk..." Li Xian smacked his lips helplessly, "These old foxes, they use family affection as a bargaining chip!"
"So, this is an unsolvable situation. Of course, Xiao Liming's promotion to power will not have much impact on us, so there is no need to worry too much. Moreover, if Baofeng County becomes stronger, it will also allow Daxia to have more peace and we can have more time to develop. It is good for us in a sense."
"Well, notify the frontline guards to cooperate. But if Xiao Liming dares to push his luck, he must be dealt a head-on blow. By the way, let Master Feiyu take a few Yuanying stage masters to the border for a walk, just for fun."
Li Yuanming, who had come over at some point, suddenly spoke up: "Master, it's not that we don't have a solution. We can 'retreat to advance'. After Xiao Liming is defeated, we can ask the princess (Xia Qingqing) to come forward, and we will 'not pursue the matter for the princess's sake, and will not do it again'. In this way, Xiao Liming's plan will be completely thwarted. In this way, we can also gain a good reputation."