Seeing Yong Ju's nervous look, Zhao Ping felt a little funny.
He said calmly: "Father-in-law, Dali City has a history of five hundred years and can be said to be impregnable."
"Ping'er, I heard that Tokyo in the Song Dynasty was also impregnable, but it was still captured by the Jin Kingdom." Yingju was obviously not persuaded by Zhao Ping. He shook his head and gave his reasons.
Zhao Ping couldn't help laughing and raised his head and said: "The terrain of Dali City is different from that of Tokyo. Tokyo is surrounded by plains and there is no danger. Dali City is adjacent to the Er River (today's Erhai Lake) to the east, Dian Cang Mountain to the west, and to the north and south. The dragon's head and dragon's tail are barriers. It can be said that it completely takes advantage of the geographical location."
"It does make sense. Ping'er, how many soldiers and horses are there in Dali City?" Yanju was infected by Zhao Ping's emotions and breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became worried again.
Zhao Ping's lips curved into a smile: "Father-in-law, he claims to have 100,000 soldiers and horses, but in fact it is close to 50,000 soldiers and horses."
"How much food and grass are there?" Yongju was still a little worried. Without food and grass, no matter how strong the city was, it would be very easy to be breached.
A relaxed smile appeared on Zhao Ping's face: "Father-in-law, don't worry about this. Dali Kingdom has been preparing for a long time. I heard that it will not be a problem to last for a year."
"There is no problem with the food and grass, but the troops and horses seem to be a little short." Xing Ju wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, Zhao Ping did not tell the truth about Dali's troops and horses. The actual troops in Dali City were only more than 30,000.
In order to reassure Yanju, he paid an extra ten thousand yuan.
Dali City is extremely strong, with walls at least five feet high. If the barbarians attack forcefully, they may not be able to capture it in a year and a half.
But there is still a loophole in Dali City, which is Cangshan Mountain.
Tea Mountain is extremely dangerous, somewhat similar to Huashan Mountain.
Due to the dangerous terrain, Dali State did not arrange a single soldier to defend it.
However, as long as the barbarians occupy Cangshan Mountain, Dali City's undefeated golden status will be destroyed.
Fortunately, Zhao Ping is a descendant and knows this loophole.
He had already made detailed arrangements to defend here, and he had filled in this loophole.
Na Nuan bowed respectfully and said happily: "Your Highness, now the ghost masters have agreed to send troops, totaling fifty thousand in total."
"Consort, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I would have thought that being able to send 10,000 troops would be great." With tears in his eyes, Yin Ju stepped forward and patted Zhao Ping on the shoulder.
It is conceivable that if each ghost master sends 10,000 troops, such a small force will not help at all against the more than 100,000 barbarian soldiers and horses. On the contrary, it will be useless.
"This is what it should be." Zhao Ping said with a smile on his lips: "Father-in-law, helping the Dali Kingdom also helps the Ziqi Kingdom, and it will be easier to help the Song Dynasty."
"It's a pity that except for the consort, no one in the Song Dynasty court has such an idea as you." Yeng Ju suddenly lost interest and couldn't sit on the chair.
A faint smile appeared on Zhao Ping's face: "Father-in-law, the Song Dynasty resisted most of the Hu people's troops in the north. This is enough."
"It must be the prince-in-law who attracted most of the troops." Xing Ju shook his head, with a faint smile on his face.
Zhao Ping said seriously: "Father-in-law and the soldiers and horses brought by my son-in-law are all from the Song Dynasty."
"From this perspective, it can be regarded as the Song Dynasty indirectly sending troops." Yong Ju shook his head with a wry smile on his face.
The Song Dynasty actually did not send troops, which was related to Meng Gong's "three-layered fence" strategy.
In Meng Gong's three-layer theory of barriers, a total of three layers of defense lines are established.
The first level is located in Fuzhou and Wanzhou in eastern Sichuan, the second level is located in Dingzhou and Lizhou in northwestern Hunan, and the third level is located in Chen and Jing in southwestern Hunan and Guizhou in Guangxi.
The "Three Layers of Fence" was far-sighted, especially the third line of defense, which was not taken seriously at the time.
Meng Gong had made a prediction more than ten years ago.
After the Hu people suffered a setback in Sichuan, they would definitely attack Hunan in a roundabout way from Dali and Qi.
The court was shocked when they heard this and immediately arranged manpower for defense.
However, Meng Gong opposed the imperial court's arbitrary deployment of troops to the border of Guangxi, believing that there were ethnic minority tribes there.
What the imperial court had to do was to select people and distribute them in several places, "make them divide and conquer the barbarians, deal with dangerous situations as appropriate, create passes and garrison troops, and accumulate grain and gather crops."
Even if the barbarians invade, if they do not get the support of the local indigenous people, they will inevitably be in a dilemma.
The Song Dynasty's blind expansion of troops not only wasted food and wages, but might even intensify conflicts with the locals.
Of course, Zhao Ping couldn't say these words out loud, he could only bury them in his heart.
If Zhao Ping was not a world-famous little saint and had a draw with the Hu people, if he wanted to pass through the Ziqi Kingdom, he would definitely be blocked by the local tribes.
Na Nuan hesitated for a few times, and finally bowed his hands and said: "Consort, even if these ghost masters agree to send troops, they may be slow to send troops, or they may find reasons to delay. What should we do?"
"That's right, these ghost masters don't let go of eagles when they see rabbits." Na Nuan nodded, as he was the most familiar with these ghost masters.
They may have this idea out of righteousness, but to make these ghost masters take action, there must be other ways.
Zhao Ping smiled slightly and waved his hand to Zhonghua.
Zhonghua took out something from a linen bag.
Yin Yan's eyes almost fell out of his sockets. He stared at the shining thing in the sun and asked, "Consort, what is this thing?"
Zhao Ping pointed at this thing that looked like a vest from later generations, and said with a smile: "This is a miniature fairy plate armor, which can protect the vital parts of the body."
"Miniature fairy plate armor?" The warm saliva almost flowed out.
He already has a set of Xianjia plate armor, which really provides all-round protection for his body.
But this Xianjia plate armor also has some shortcomings, that is, it is not breathable.
It's winter now, the temperature is not high, but that's okay.
If it is summer, wearing this Xianjia plate armor for a long time must be like a steamer.
If you have this miniature fairy plate armor, you can protect the vital parts of your body.
The two fairy plate armors can completely complement each other.
During war, he wears a full set of Xianjia plate armor. When there is no war, he wears a miniature Xianjia plate armor.
Not only were the generals swallowing their saliva, but even Yongju's eyes were shining.
But he is the king after all, so it is not easy for him to ask for it.
Princess Ayi jumped over, grabbed the miniature fairy plate armor, and handed it to Ying Ju.
She smiled brightly at Yeng Ju: "Father, this is given to you by the consort."
"Father-in-law, this may not be suitable. You should choose the one that suits you." Seeing Princess Ayi's eager look, Zhao Ping shook his head and said patiently.
After saying that, he asked Zhonghua to open his pocket and personally choose a suitable miniature Xianjia plate armor for Yongju.
As Yeng Ju tried on the miniature Xianjia plate armor, he suddenly smiled.
He found that the best thing to do was to betroth Princess Ayi to Zhao Ping.
No, as long as there are good things in Zhaojiazhuang, his father-in-law will have a share.
Seeing Yeng Ju put on the miniature Xianjia plate armor, several generals kept praising him and showing envy at the same time.
But they are all members of the royal family and cannot directly ask Zhao Ping in front of the king.
The Wen people looked at Zhao Ping and couldn't help but show pleading eyes.
Seeing their pitiful gazes, Zhao Ping smiled jokingly at the corner of his mouth.
He directly took the cloth bag and placed it in front of Yong Ju: "Father-in-law, these miniature fairy plate armors were all given to the royal family by me."
"Ping'er has a filial piety." Yong Ju laughed while stroking his beard, then stepped forward and patted Zhao Ping on the shoulder.
Nawen and others couldn't help but be overjoyed. There were about twenty or thirty pieces in this bag, and each of them had at least one miniature Xianjia plate armor.
"You can choose one for yourself." Yeng Ju was in a very good mood and said to Wen and the others.
Na Wen bowed his hand to Yeng Ju and chose the miniature Xianjia plate armor according to the ranking.
Princess Ayi looked at the miniature fairy plate armor inside the bag, and her expression changed drastically.
She put her hands on her hips, stared at Zhao Ping and asked, "Husband-in-law, why don't you have one for me?"
"Ayi, you have a petite figure. It's hard to find a suit that suits you. You have to go back to the Yiting and choose one yourself." Zhao Ping looked at her petite body, smiled slightly, and answered calmly.
A smile suddenly broke out on Princess Ayi's face, she gave Zhao Ping a wink, and said softly: "You know what's going on."
After saying that, she gave Cuizhu, Qiu Ruoshui, and Huang Xiaoniu a provocative look.
Qiu Ruoshui and Cuizhu looked at each other, smiled faintly, and shook their heads slightly.
Seeing the expressions of Qiu Ruoshui and Cuizhu, Princess Ayi was so proud that she couldn't help but hold her little head high.
"Princess Ayi, we have already worn it on our bodies." Huang Xiaoniu couldn't help but laugh, and hurriedly covered his mouth and said.
Princess Ayi's smile suddenly became dull and her face turned pale.
Her eyes turned red, and she asked with great embarrassment: "Consort, they all have it, why don't I, the princess, have this miniature fairy plate armor?"
"Princess Ayi, although you are a princess, haven't you still not passed the imperial examination?" Faced with Princess Ayi's question, Huang Xiaoniu replied calmly.
Yes, let’s talk about not passing through the door again.
Hearing this, Princess Ayi felt even more aggrieved and almost shed tears.
She looked at Zhao Ping with longing eyes, wishing to come through the door right away.
Zhao Ping was shocked when he saw his gaze and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
He is only twelve years old and is still incapable of human affairs. How can he marry Princess Ayi?
Seeing Princess Ayi's appearance, Yongju couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.
Others forget their mother when they have a daughter-in-law, but as a princess, she forgets her father before they get married.
He suppressed his displeasure and asked Zhao Ping: "Ping'er, are you going to give the ghost master this kind of miniature fairy plate armor?"
"Exactly, father-in-law. Ping'er plans to use this miniature Immortal plate armor to speed up the dispatch of troops by the ghost master?" Zhao Ping nodded, with a faint smile on his face.
Ying Ju nodded, "This is a good idea, Ping'er, how do you plan to give it to the Ghost Lord?"
"Father-in-law, I plan to give each centurion a set of miniature Immortal plate armor." Zhao Ping said in a deep voice with a smile on his lips.
Yeng Ju couldn't hold the tea cup firmly in his hand and fell to the ground with a thud.
His mouth was so wide open that he could barely close it, and could almost fit a duck egg into it.
Ying Ju licked his dry lips, swallowed hard and said, "Ping'er, why do you give the ghost master so many miniature fairy plate armors?"
In his opinion, he is a king, and it is appropriate for Zhao Ping to give each centurion a set of miniature Xianjia plate armor.
But these ghost masters, why do every centurion have their own set?
"That's right, Prince Consort, why do those Centurions of the Ghost Lord have to give him a set?" Na Wen, Na Ming, and Na Ming didn't think so either.
