"The Gao family has been working in Dali for more than a hundred years, and its minions are everywhere in the court. If you want to pull it up in one day, it will be very difficult. Does your father have the determination to do so?" Changsun Hong said in a deep voice, with a blank expression: "And if you are leading the Shimen to suppress the Gao family, aren't you afraid that I, Changsun Hong, will I take the Duan family and replace him?"

Duan Xiangxing's face turned red, and he lowered his voice with a hoarse voice: "My father has long hated Gao. With his family here, our Duan family is a puppet! Life is worse than death, it is better to let go. It is better to get rid of it. If you fail, our Duan family will die to the last one, and live up to the reputation of our ancestors who sacrificed their lives and forgot to establish the country!"

He paused and said, "If you want to take Duan and replace him, as long as you can cut off the head of Gao Juchenglong's Xiangren, my Duan family will give you both hands! Since ancient times, the strong have won the country, and the victorious have won the world. I only hope that Mr. can give me a place for the Duan family to give me a place for raising and let my Duan family continue to live, and we will be satisfied."

Changsun Hong looked at Duan Xiangxing with red eyes and didn't speak for a long time. Duan Xiangxing was stalking his neck, looking at him with a tragic expression of a hero cutting off his arm.

After a while, Changsun Hong asked slowly: "Is this what you mean, or what your father mean?"

"What my father meant!" Duan Xiangxing roared, like a gambler with all his wealth: "The Duan family is called the Lord of Dali. In fact, everyone knows that the Gao family is the Supreme Emperor of Dali. Even the father's father's appointment of a small county magistrate requires Gao's consent. All the money and military personnel will be controlled by Gao's family. The decree will not leave the imperial city. What is the difference between sitting in such an imperial throne and puppet?"

"Our Shimenfan troops are outside. When we reach Dali City, the Gao family may have killed your Duan family."

"This matter is easy. As long as Mr. Changsun can agree to form an alliance with us, we can secretly act as an internal supporter. The Dali Army and Ma Branches are only more than 20,000 people who stay in Dali City and the pass outside the city. The Thirty-six Barbarians are the vassals of the Mr. Wang. As long as the Mr. Wang sends troops, they will not meddle in other people's business. Shimenfan only sends a strong brigade to attack the Longshou Pass and can reach the city in one day and one night. At that time, my father asked me to open the city gate and enter the city without knowing it. Even if the Gao family is full of Dali, they can only surrender!"

"If you kill Gao, Dali will be in chaos. How will it end?"

"It's okay. As long as the Gao family beheads, the father can climb up to the top and respond. The people of Dali recognize our Duan family and win over the people. Zhang Bang said that he would only kill the people from the Gao family. If others do not investigate, the chaos will naturally be calmed down."

"How do I trust you?"

"Sir, your army is here, how dare we deceive each other?"

Duan Xiangxing stood up and stood tall in a restaurant where the roof was very short and the light inside the house looked dim. He was tall and Duan's excellent bloodline made him look a bit arrogant.

He bowed, bowed deeply, and the prince of Dali solemnly saluted Sun Hong, the leader of the Shimen tribe who was not moving.

"The Duan family is incompetent and ashamed of their ancestors. They turn the beautiful country that they have built up into something in their pockets. They wish they could share the same wish! They would rather burn jade than endure humiliation and live without enduring humiliation! Please help me to eliminate the evil! "

Every word is sonorous and loud.

Changsun Hong looked at Duan Xiangxing's lowered head, but still did not move, just waved his hand and signaled him to get up.

"I agree to this matter." Changsun Hong said slowly: "I don't want your throne. I am from the Song Dynasty. If you cannot be the lord of Dali, you can rest assured."

Duan Xiangxing was overjoyed, sat down again, pressing the bench "squeaking": "So great! Mr. Changsun, we agree to your other requests. After the matter is completed, you will be the King of Zhenbei in Dali!"

He stretched out a hand and slapped Changsun Hong into a ally. With a "slap", the two looked at each other and laughed.

Duan Xiangxing quickly left with his personal guards. He came secretly and went quietly.

Changsun Hong stood on the soil slope outside the village, watching the group disappear into the jungle covered with banana leaves.

Duan Wu walked up from behind and stood beside him. After ten years, Duan Wu's face had no other changes except for a few more vicissitudes of wrinkles.

"Second boss, this person has a problem." He said softly.

Ten years have passed, and the title between him and Changsun Hong has not changed. There are so many people in Shimenfan, and only he enjoys this honor.

"Did you see it too?" Changsun Hong laughed: "What's the problem?"

"They wanted to kill people with a knife, and then get rid of Gao, and then push us to the front desk, saying that we were invading from other places, and the whole country of Dali was an enemy of us, and even asked for help from the Song Dynasty. Dali was a vassal state of the Song Dynasty. Once the Song Dynasty sent troops, we were forced, and there was no other way except to retreat in shame." Duan Wudao, speaking Chinese was much fluent than ten years ago.

Changsun Hong's smile became even brighter. He turned around and patted Duan Wu on the shoulder: "Yes, Duan Xiangxing performed very well, but he was too impatient. The hat of Zhenbei King was thrown out casually, which was incredible, and the flaws were obvious."

"How do we do it?" Duan Wu asked bluntly. He never procrastinated in front of Changsun Hong.

"Of course, I'll just do it." Changsun Hong's smile became sinister, and the curve of the corners of his mouth was very strange.

"Kill Gao and use the force of thunder to force Duan to abdicate?" Duan Wu frowned.

"No, Duan's family has been governing Dali for hundreds of years, and they cannot retreat just by retreating." Changsun Hong knew very well that the barbarians in the southwest were not so easy to rule. In history, Kublai Khan defeated Dali. With the strength of Mongolia, he did not kill the last emperor of Dali, but instead gave his officials to govern the people and used barbarians to control the barbarians: "We just need to support a Duan family's clan."

"Where are the Duan family and son?" Duan Wu asked again: "Will you kill me?"

His question did not involve whether he could kill it at all, as if Dali Kingdom was already a thing of Shimenfan's pocket. It was not a problem whether he could beat it or not, but when to fight it was the problem.

"In the chaos army, it is easy to die some noble people, especially this kind of battle between kings and powerful ministers." Changsun Hong turned around and left, saying as he walked: "Put the pot on Gao's head and let them make some contributions for me before they die."

Duan Wu followed closely and said with some worries: "Control Dali is a plan we have long had. Now we are strong and strong, and we can fight step by step. There is no need to join forces with the Duan family."

"Our sons and soldiers are all trained by you and me with one sword and one shot. Everyone is very precious. If one person dies, one person will be less. They will be wealth in the future." Changsun Hong continued walking, saying: "It is easy to get a thousand troops, but a combat-capable army is not easy to train. Duan Wu, you have followed me for so long and have traveled to many places. Tell me, why has it been easy to fight from north to south since ancient times, and it is so difficult to fight from south to north?"

Duan Wu thought for a while and replied: "Soldiers, horses."

"It's right, it's these two things." Changsun Hong praised: "Since ancient times, there are many righteous men in Hebei, many heroes in Yanzhao, the north is sad, life is not easy, the people are martial, and they are natural good soldiers. The places where horses are raised are also in the north. With soldiers and horses, you can pull up the banner and lead the team. In comparison, what are there in the south? Scholars and scholars? Will they use pens to fight with people?"

"Is this related to our occupation of Dali? Dali is also in the south." Duan Wu was a little confused.

Changsun Hong patted his shoulder, squinted his eyes and smiled, "We need a piece of territory, which is difficult for others to get in. Dali is very suitable for territory that we can get out at any time. There are fields here, and there are people who can enter Sichuan by climbing a few mountains, threatening the four routes of Sichuan and Gorges; to the north, you can use Tubo to go out of Longyou to enter Guanzhong; to the south, enter Guangnan Road, bypass the Jinghu defense line, and we can directly attack Jiangnan!"

His eyes narrowed even harder, and he couldn't tell whether it was because the sunshine in the sky was too strong or he was so happy that he couldn't open his eyes: "I want Dali, which is different from Jiangnan. There are also excellent soldiers here. The barbarians of the thirty-six divisions were trained, which was not weaker than the Mongolians. I wanted to train a strong army and build a strong country. When the time was right, we would have to sit in the world!"

Duan Wu listened calmly, without a trace of turbulence on his calm face. He answered with one word: "Yes!"
Chapter completed!