Li Yan listened, then glanced at Li Yu and Li Shan. "It's nothing much. If things ahead really are as Uncle Guoxin said, and we've held off the enemy soldiers these past few times, then even if fighting breaks out later, there probably won't be any major battles for the time being. After several sieges failed to take the county seat and caused such heavy casualties, the enemy soldiers should already fear Marshal Hong. They must know that unless they replace their commanding general, they may have no chance of breaking in; perhaps only a natural disaster or an internal breach within the city could work. But Marshal Hong and his advisers must have long considered such things. They are all people seasoned by countless battles, so a large army likely won't press forward again so easily."
Hearing this, Li Guoxin could not help staring at Li Yan in surprise. Things truly were as Li Yan had said. For nearly a year, the Meng Kingdom had not sent any large armies against Green Mountain Pass, only occasional small bands of cavalry to harass and raid them. Yet Li Yan could speak of such matters, showing that the boy's thinking was mature and not as poorly considered as that of many other youths.
"This little brother speaks very well. Our Marshal Hong and Strategist Ji are mighty generals and great talents of the age. Those Meng Kingdom bastard scum sent armies to our borders four or five times and failed to break through, while Strategist Ji even took the head of their deputy marshal. Their cowardly guts were shattered long ago. Now our army often marches out to strike them, beating those enemy thieves until they cry out in misery."
At that moment, a voice suddenly came from ahead. Without realizing