"I imitated your handwriting." Chang Geng said, "Take the Black Iron Camp back to Jiayu Gate and let General Cai go north to aid the frontier. Calculating the time, General He must have already received the emergency supply of Ziliujin. This needn't be known to Li Feng, he intended to abolish the Drumming Order anyway."

Gu Yun blinked: "You imitated..."

"They're all underhanded tricks." Chang Geng shook his head. "I had sent a letter to Teacher on the south of Jiangnan, but it was still too late. Besides, I suspected that there were spies left behind by the barbarians twenty years ago in the palace, I have already asked someone to investigate, and there is still nothing from General Shen. I'm afraid there will be no good news."

"No news is the best news," Gu Yun said after a moment's silence. "That old maid has great fortune, he won't die."

Chang Geng: "Yifu, the enemies on the Northwest side are coming fiercely, but now it seems that there will be nothing wrong for a while. According to you, after the disaster of the Eastern Sea, will we be able to defend the capital?"

Gu Yun looked up at him. His eyes were like a pair of flints — they were cold, hard and indescribable, appearing as if they could ignite into countless sparks with only a touch.

There were only himself and Chang Geng in the room, separated by a bowl of noodles. Gu Yun did not speak empty words and said frankly: "It depends on whether we can support ourselves until the reinforcements arrive. Coming from a thousand miles away to launch a surprise attack, the foreigners must also want a quick victory, otherwise, they wouldn't make such a grand opening. The longer it drags on, the more advantageous it would be for us, but…”

But the resources of Great Liang cannot sustain a prolonged war.

The reason Li Feng turned mad and desperately wanted to possess the Ziliujin mine in Lou Lan was because in this place with the most abundance of wealth in the world, there were very little Ziliujin mines. The supply was insufficient for the necessity. Nearly 40 percent of the Ziliujin in Great Liang came from the tribute of the Eighteen Tribes, another large part was bought from various sources outside. The money flowing in by sea trade flowed out again all the same.

At present, the Eighteen Tribes had rebelled, they were besieged from all directions. The only source left to mobilize was from their own stock. In the long run, they would inevitably be unable to make ends meet.

This was only the matter of Ziliujin, let alone the Treasury that was even more frail than a wildflower, where could they find so much money?