Chapter 1113: Repeated Weighing

He kept weighing and weighing. He Lingchuan originally planned to take down Bailie in the near future, but now it seemed the timing was not right again.

The Mou Nation was stationing troops within Bailie's borders.

If there were no two thousand Mou troops, He Lingchuan would take down Bailie with lightning speed; by the time the Mou Nation reacted, although angry, they could only sigh in helplessness.

The main point was speed, to cook the raw rice into cooked rice, to turn the Bailie dispute into an internal affair of the Lu family.

In this way, it would be difficult for external forces to intervene publicly, at most supporting Lu Qinglin to come back and compete with him.

But taking action now, whether in strategy or fighting, He Lingchuan's actions would be difficult to bypass these two thousand elite Mou Nation troops.

Clashing with the Mou Nation army at this time was not a good idea.

And He Lingchuan also couldn't grasp whether the Mou Emperor suddenly ordered Lu Qinglin to lead troops back to defend Bailie was to put eye drops on the Yangshan Archipelago, warning him not to act rashly? The Mou Nation in a state of war was exceptionally sensitive to the movements of surrounding nations and forces. The strength of the Yangshan Archipelago was expanding too fiercely; although elite troops were raised in the depths of the archipelago, no one knew the specific intelligence, but the prosperity of a place always had traces to follow.

State Preceptor Wang and Lingshan also knew that He Lingchuan was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Generally speaking, people's ambition and ability are always matched.

Without strong ambition, how could ability be expressed and released? Compared to the Qing Nation and Bailie on the side, the Yangshan Archipelago was a fast-growing and ill-intentioned neighbor; it was reasonable for the Mou Nation to cast more eyes here.

What He Lingchuan worried about was this point: if the Mou Nation had already become wary, his plan could not proceed as scheduled.

Good things take time, what can be done? He let out a long breath.

Zhong Shengguang's words last night also made him rethink himself and the current situation of the Yangshan Archipelago. Was the plan he formulated to quickly take Bailie too radical and risky, like his ambush of Fu Shanlie in Yuheng City?

It had only been a little over a year since he started operating the Yangshan Archipelago, was he really strong enough?

Once Bailie was taken, he would have no time to prepare, and must stand in the spotlight to trade blows with opponents like the Mou Nation and Ya Nation.

This was the consequence he had to bear.

In reality, no one was covering for him anymore.

The mirror dared to interrupt: "Wow, the last time you were this conflicted, it seemed to be before returning to the Yuan Nation?"

"Yes." At that time, He Lingchuan instinctively wanted to stay away from everything related to Naluotian, but reason told him that he must remove the hidden danger of the God Seal mark, otherwise he would not be able to escape Naluotian's palm even if he fled to the ends of the earth.

Looking at the current situation, he longed to expand his power and take Bailie, but the situation was not satisfactory, and reason told him again: don't be anxious! There is no turning back once the bow is drawn.

This step, he could not go wrong! Just at this time, Wang Fubao knocked on the door of Shuyu Pavilion and sent him a letter.

"Regular report from the Ya Nation."

According to Panlong City's habit, He Lingchuan divided external messages into several levels, and regular letters and reports were the most ordinary level, not needing the special fast flight of spirit birds.

Several thoughts rolled back and forth in He Lingchuan's mind, just casually opening the letter and browsing it.

Sure enough, there was no important content: the Ya Nation invaded Bailie's border again, this time it was Lu Qinglin leading the counterattack, and the two sides fought.

"Follow up on the battle between Lu Qinglin and the Ya Nation army, the more detailed the intelligence, the better." This was a good opportunity to observe Lu Qinglin.

Look at his way of fighting, look at his deployment of troops, and He Lingchuan, as a commander of troops, could evaluate his level and figure out this person's thinking and ideas.

Prepare for the future.

Wang Fubao responded with a 'yes' and turned to leave.

He Lingchuan finished explaining casually, but suddenly froze, light flashing in his eyes.

The mirror that knew him well knew that this master was having thoughts again.

It wasn't until Wang Fubao had been out for a long time that He Lingchuan slammed the table: "Yes, yes, how did I miss the Ya Nation's ambition!"

A wise man thinks a thousand times, but must have one loss.

He had been calculating too many things recently, directly ignoring the Ya Nation that was not a threat to him.

Thinking this through, his mind suddenly opened up! No need to be conflicted, no need to be conflicted.

The mirror was startled by him: "The Ya Nation's ambition? Doesn't it just like to go everywhere to pick up autumn wind?"

Other nations lose money fighting wars, but the Ya Nation makes money fighting wars. If it honestly farmed and managed, it wouldn't be able to feed so many citizens.

"But the number of times it has taken action against Bailie far exceeds the past." He Lingchuan opened the sand table and called up the terrain map of the Ya Nation and Bailie, "Two years ago, it was usually once a year, after summer harvest or autumn harvest; last year, it was already twice a year; this year, it's only summer, and there have already been three conflicts at the border."

The Ya Nation's invasion of Bailie was becoming more and more frequent.

With the Ya Nation's military strength, once it truly pressed the border with its full army, Bailie would be difficult to deal with.

The mirror was surprised: "Are you saying the Ya Nation intends to swallow Bailie? Hey, just looking at the increase in the number of invasions in the past two years, can you draw this conclusion? Maybe it's just a bad year."

"Still related to the situation." The relationship between nations must be viewed against the big background.

"The last rebellion in the Ya Nation was five years ago. In these years, the Ya Nation's internal affairs have been smooth. But the embarrassing thing is that it has already eaten all the territory it can eat around it. Unless—"

His finger moved back to Bailie, tapping twice: "Swallow this piece of fat meat, and the Ya Nation will be full for a long time."

Bailie's richness, let alone the Ya Nation, even he coveted it.

"But the Ya Nation hasn't really taken action for many years." The mirror had objections, "Besides, can the Mou Nation sit idly by?"

"The Mou Nation is trapped in war. According to intelligence gathered recently, the long-rumored peace treaty cannot be signed, the Mou Nation's front line has suffered setbacks, and it has eaten two big defeats. The pro-war sentiment within the Mou Court is high, claiming to push the front line back." He Lingchuan pondered, "If it is said that the war between the two big nations before was still mutual probing and small fights, now it is clearly anxious, and both are sinking deeper and deeper."

"The Ya Nation has been established for less than eighteen years. In terms of a nation, it is still young and energetic; the Ya Nation's Great Chieftain has ambition and aspirations, and probably won't easily let go of this good opportunity."

The Soul-Gathering Mirror shouted: "Wow, then isn't Bailie in danger?"

"So Lu Qinglin led the Mou army back. Perhaps it was him, perhaps the Mou Emperor also noticed the change in the Ya Nation's strategy." He Lingchuan asserted, "If the Ya Nation launches a comprehensive offensive against Bailie, the Mou Nation will be forced to make trade-offs."

"Will the Mou Nation abandon Bailie?"

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