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After Meng Hu finished speaking, the two of them became silent.

Zhao Qinghan's face was bleak, and her eyes showed an indescribable loss. The budding seedling of love that had just sprouted in her heart was ruthlessly destruction of the frost, snow and cold.

Zhao Yue and the Western Legion were in a desperate situation, and in fact, Meng Hu could not be blamed.

But Zhao Qinghan really didn't want Meng Huchuang to be so dedicated. Even though the current result had nothing to do with him, at least, he had planned to force people and had foreseeed the result today. If he had discussed it with her, perhaps today's tragedy would not have happened...

"Oh..." Zhao Qinghan suddenly sighed softly, looked back at Meng Hu with some sadness, "It would have been great if you could discuss it with me at the beginning, then all this might not have happened today."

A faint bitter smile appeared on Meng Hu's lips. He knew what Zhao Qinghan was thinking, but Meng Hu did not defend himself.

What else is there to justify? Could it be that he told this girl who had just suffered a major change and was about to face the pain of losing her father: He didn't care about the national interests of the Guanghui Empire, nor did he care about the life and death of the Western Legion and Zhao Yue at all. Then he told her that he only wanted to repay Lei Ming's life-saving grace, but only the life and death of the Tigers? Wouldn't he sprinkle salt on Zhao Qinghan's wound?

Seeing that Meng Hu had no intention of defending him, Zhao Qinghan sighed silently in her heart, and her beautiful eyes, which were originally full of sorrow, gradually became clear. The helplessness, anxiety, resentment and anger in her heart suddenly faded away like a tide, and her whole thoughts gradually became clear.

Looking back at Meng Hu, Zhao Qinghan asked in an equally calm tone: "Hu, what are your plans in the future?"

Meng Hu couldn't help but turn his head and looked at Zhao Qinghan with a little shock. In front of him, the beautiful duke and noble lady was still there, but Meng Hu clearly felt a slight difference from her. It seemed that after this series of changes, this former willful noble lady had become mature.

For a moment, Meng Hu didn't know how to answer.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Zhao Qinghan's mouth, and she met Meng Hu's sharp eyes and said softly: "If I was not wrong, you can still stay in the Western Legion until now, just to repay your kindness. Now you have helped the Fourth Division break through the siege. You no longer owe General Lei Ming anything. When General Lei Ming returns to Sanjiang, you should leave the Western Legion and the Empire of Glory, right?"

Meng Hu nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "You are right, but Lao Lei will never come back."

A faint sadness suddenly appeared on Zhao Qinghan's face, and a hint of inquiry appeared in her beautiful eyes that could speak.

"He has died in battle." Meng Hu sighed, "In order to save me, before he died, I swore to him that as long as I still have a breath, I will swear to keep the peace of the western provinces."

When Zhao Qinghan heard this, she suddenly lowered her head, held her hands tightly on her chest and prayed silently for a moment, and then said in an extremely sad tone: "Lei Ming is a great general, his name will be forever engraved on the stele of heroes in Xiling Square, and millions of people in the western provinces will always miss him."

Sighing with a loss, Meng Hu suddenly asked, "Miss Qinghan, are you thinking about how to save your father?"

"No."

Zhao Qinghan shook her head gently and said sadly, "I won't do this, and my father won't allow me to do this, because in addition to being my father's daughter, I am also the future Duke of the West and the future governor of the Western Province. I am responsible for the life and death of millions of people in the Western Province..."

After saying this, Zhao Qinghan suddenly looked back at Meng Hu again and said, "In fact, the reason why my father led the army to save me regardless of everything was not just because of the deep love between father and daughter. Do you know that in fact, he saved not only his daughter, but also the hope of our Zhao family, but also the hope of the western province."

"Hope?" Meng Hu murmured and asked again, "So what are your plans next?"

"I don't know." Zhao Qinghan's fair pink face suddenly felt a little bitter suddenly, and she said, "After losing my father and the main army of the Western Legion, I really don't know what to rely on to resist Situ Rui's hundreds of thousands of bright moon army. The empire is in trouble now, and it is impossible for the imperial capital and other provinces to send reinforcements. Perhaps... the fall of the western provinces is really inevitable, and I can only do my best to leave my destiny."

"That may not be." Meng Hu's lips suddenly burst into a faint sneer, and Shi Potian said in shock, "Si Tu Rui's army of hundreds of thousands of bright moons is not impeccable. As long as the planning is done properly, there is still a chance to repel them."

"Huh?" Zhao Qinghan couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on her face and asked, "Hu, are you saying true?"

Meng Hu nodded and said solemnly: "Although it is difficult, there is still opportunity."

Zhao Qinghan said again: "Can I know what to do?"

"Of course." Meng Hu said calmly, "Before Lao Lei died in battle, I swore to him that he would like to protect the safety of the western provinces in his lifetime. So from today on, the safety of the western provinces is my safety, and your affairs are mine. As long as I have a breath, I will never let you happen, nor will I let you happen to the western provinces."

"Tiger……"

Zhao Qinghan's delicate body trembled slightly when she heard this, and her originally clear eyes suddenly became hazy again. She said in a voice that was so light that only she could hear, "Thank you..."

Meng Hu said in surprise: "What did you say?"

"No, nothing." A faint blush suddenly surged on Zhao Qinghan's fair pink face, and she said in a delicate voice, "I want to hear your plan."

"Okay." Meng Hu nodded and said, "The art of war is to know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles! If you want to defeat the enemy, you must clearly understand your own advantages and disadvantages, and at the same time clearly analyze the enemy's advantages and disadvantages, and then give full play to your own advantages and concentrate all your efforts to attack the enemy's disadvantages. Only in this way can you defeat the strong with the weak and defeat the enemy."

"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles?" Zhao Qinghan said in surprise, "There is no such tactics in the tactical summary of the Royal Academy."

"Let's talk to you later." Meng Hu changed the topic, "Now I will analyze the advantages and disadvantages of both the enemy and us. Our advantage is to fight at home and fight to defend our homeland. The disadvantage is that we have too few troops. The advantage of the enemy is that we have strong troops. The disadvantage is that we are attacking far away by hard troops and invaders."

Zhao Qinghan said: "So if you want to defeat the enemy, you must give full play to the advantages of fighting at your doorstep, and then concentrate your efforts on attacking the enemy's Lao Shi's disadvantage of attacking the enemy's long-term attack?"

"It's roughly that." Meng Hu said, "There are two specific things. One is to gather all the troops that can be gathered, fully mobilize the citizens of the western provinces, and defend Xiling at all costs! Xiling is the capital of the western provinces. As long as Xiling does not fall for a day, citizens of the western provinces will not lose confidence!"

The meaning of defending Xiling is more than that, and there is a saying that Meng Hu did not say.

That is, as long as Xiling has not been lost, all forces in the Glorious Empire will inevitably accelerate the integration, and the process of the new emperor's advancement will be accelerated. Once the integration of all forces is completed and Xiling has not been lost, then the new emperor of the Glorious Empire will never be able to sit idly by and watch the fall of the western provinces, and will definitely send reinforcements. At that time, Situ Rui's hundreds of thousands of troops were not worth worrying.

However, Zhao Qinghan is smart and she understands Meng Hu even if she doesn't say this.

Meng Hu continued: "The second thing is to form a cavalry unit with extremely high mobility and strong combat effectiveness, and continuously attack the logistics supply line of the Mingyue Army, putting pressure on their already very fragile logistics supply. Even if they cannot force them to retreat, they must at least not concentrate on attacking Xiling City."

"This is probably not easy." Zhao Qinghan frowned slightly and said, "When the breakout this time, the Fourth Division was chased by Mingyue Light Cavalry. Conservatively, the Mingyue Light Cavalry also has at least two divisions or more. That is 40,000 to 50,000 light cavalry. We will never be able to form a cavalry that is comparable to that."
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