One joy and one sorrow.


    The state of mind of the ministers was like this dreamy bubble, but it burst after a short period of perfection.


    The original joy and excitement solidified on the face and gradually dissipated.


    After listening to Gao Shilian''s analysis, the eldest sun Wuji was surprised and uncertain. His eyelids jumped and pulled Gao Shilian.


    "Old man, don''t try to be mysterious and alarmist here."


    "Although there are many cavalry troops in the Tang Dynasty, isn''t the barracks guarding the southwest garrison enough fodder for these months?"


    After saying that, sun Wuji looked at Hou Junji in the crowd and said.


    "General Hou, tell you how long this forage can be supplied to the army?"


    As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of the ministers gathered again on the veteran who had returned to the palace soon.


    Being watched by these eyes, Hou Junji slightly lowered his head, measured it in his heart, met those hopeful eyes and answered truthfully.


    "Previously, in the land of Liangzhou, your Majesty''s King Division has been delayed for several days."


    "If this goes well, if we capture the city in seven days, we may barely return."


    "In the southwest camp, there are many forages, but there is a serious shortage of baggage and vehicles. The accompanying food and grass can only survive these days."


    Hissing.


    Everyone took a breath.


    Hou Junji has been stationed in the southwest camp for several years. He must be clear about this kind of military affairs.


    Certainly not a lie.


    But it is a question whether we can capture the city in these seven days.


    The whole hall fell into silence again.


    Li Tai''s eyes swept from the faces of the ministers one by one.


    Worry, doubt, and even mixed with a touch of fear.


    Li Tai swallowed his saliva and asked difficultly.


    "Duke Shen, you are a veteran of the Tang Dynasty who marched East and West and ran to the mountains and rivers of the Tang Dynasty."


    "From your point of view, can Datang capture the city in seven days?"


    Gao Shilian slowly turned his head, met Li Tai''s hopeful eyes, pondered for a moment and said.


    "From my point of view, I''m afraid it''s even more difficult to capture it in seven days."


    "If there were no mountains before this level, it might speed up the process."


    "On the mountains, it is extremely cold and consumes a lot of physical energy. Soldiers need to eat more dry food to maintain, and so do horses."


    "And this step of trekking, the tired army attacking the city, is a big taboo of strategists. If you take a little rest, it will take time."


    These words made the state of mind of the ministers fall to the bottom!


    The faces of the old ministers in the hall gradually became dignified. Unconsciously, their hearts became restless and anxious with the war in the southwest.


    After listening to these words, Li Tai, as the prince, suddenly sank in his heart, and a cloud shrouded his heart.


    Li Tai''s eyes slowly moved away from Gao Shilian, looked at Hou Junji, and said with a faint trembling voice.


    "Hou... General Hou, in your opinion..."


    Before the voice fell, Hou Junji nodded slowly in Li Tai''s eyes.


    The next moment.


    A heart was pulled up inexplicably.


    In this war, the elite of Datang did their best.


    In this war, the king of the Tang Dynasty took risks alone!


    Li Tai''s lips trembled faintly.


    This war is not only about the prestige of Datang in the southwest, but also about the safety of the whole Datang situation.


    If this battle fails, there will be no garrison in the southwest of Datang, which will completely open the eyes of Tubo barbarians.


    What is more sad is that at that time, even if Li Chengqian launched a coup in the palace, he completely complied with his destiny and mission.


    But he, the king of Wei, became a rebellious minister.


    Thinking of this, Li Tai''s forehead was sweating and his palm was cold.


    "No! The father will be fine!"


    The trembling voice poured out from Li Tai''s lips.


    Holding the edge of the sand table, Li Tai breathed heavily, and his eyes were already confused.


    A pair of big hands patted Li Tai on the shoulder, and a sharp voice came gently.


    "Your Majesty, there is Li Jing, the military God of the Tang Dynasty, sitting next to him. I''m sure I can think of these!"


    "What''s more, your majesty is the general of Tang Tiance. How can your majesty know such obvious common sense?"


    These words not only comforted the frightened Li Tai, but also comforted these dignified ministers.


    Reminded by father-in-law Rong, Gao Shilian suddenly woke up from his thoughts.


    For veterans marching and fighting, they can often see the situation better with foresight and careful thinking.


    That is, just now, the old veteran was immersed in the war and ignored the surrounding ministers.


    Truthful reporting on the front line of war will certainly be beneficial and harmless.


    But for the DPRK and China, stabilizing the overall situation and stabilizing the people''s hearts is the best choice.


    Gao Shilian, who suddenly woke up, looked around the repressed and heavy hall, coughed twice and said.


    "Everybody! Don''t panic!"


    "The war is unpredictable, and there are countless front-line generals. Moreover, our army God of the Tang Dynasty is the second time to conquer Tuyuhun, and the right-wing leader is also a general Niu who knows how to drive."


    "Your Majesty can resolutely continue to go south. He must have seen some opportunities we don''t know."


    Saying this, Gao Shilian smiled apologetically and said.


    "I''m just talking on paper!"


    As soon as he said this, the tense atmosphere relaxed.


    The eldest sun Wuji understood it and said with a loud smile.


    "Old man, old man! You scared the ministers so much!"


    Hearing this, the ministers laughed, and most of the previous uneasiness dissipated.