Tuoba Hong was not in a hurry to draw a conclusion, but looked at Gao Lu and the Secretariat opposite Xie Xian. Especially Xie Xian, he was a young man about the same age as Tuoba Hong, a famous scholar who defected to the Southern Dynasty, and a descendant of Xie Qian, a famous family member who was once prominent in the Southern Dynasty and a descendant of Xie Qian.

He was not astonishingly handsome, taciturn, and when his ministers were excited, he didn't say a word.

Tuoba Hong asked: "Gaolu, what do you think should be fought next?"

Gao Lu said: "Your Majesty, the old minister has been stationed here for more than 20 years. There is basically a rule in the war with the Southern Dynasties: in winter and spring, we usually have the upper hand. To put it bluntly, because in these two seasons, the weather is cold and the Huai River is usually frozen. As long as it is iced, our northern soldiers are cold and flat on the ice layer, like walking on the flat ground, and are invincible. In summer and autumn, the Southern Dynasties army often have the upper hand because they are proficient in water and can arrange troops on the edge of the Huai River. So, it is not our best opportunity at present!"

Several Xianbei generals became anxious when they heard this.

"Gaolu, why do you gain ambition from the enemy and destroy your own might?"

"You didn't see the enemy defeated without fighting?"

"What is this rule? Who said that we Xianbei people could not win battles in summer? Last time, the Taiwei was caught off guard in the Southern Dynasty in midsummer? Didn't Gao Emperor Luo Jia defeat the Southern Dynasty's army in midsummer?"

The King of Xianyang was very excited: "We should take this God-given opportunity to fight to Jiankang, fulfill the wishes of Taizu Taizong and the Empress Dowager, unify China, establish a unified empire in the world, and surpass Qin Shihuang..."

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Chapter completed!