Is it possible to destroy Liao in one fell swoop?
No!
The soldiers of the Great Song are too exhausted, and this winter is even colder than the previous two. Not only is morale affected, but even the cotton-padded clothes for logistics supply are now in short supply.
How should this battle continue?
For this so-called Yuan Yang Lake, how many more lives must the Great Song sacrifice?
Until this moment.
Gu Rui finally understood all that Gu Jun had done in the past.
For those who bear the weight of the world, sometimes, indeed, they cannot advance further.
This choice is beyond him.
Because for the Great Song, the cost is not proportional to the gain!
Thinking of this, Gu Rui raised his hand to calm the noisy generals, his gaze sweeping over each face, he said calmly:
"The brothers are all tired."
"Let them have a good rest."
"The time... has not yet come."
Over nearly three years of war, Gu Rui had long proven his abilities.
