One Thousand and Ninety-Five: Counter-Ge 1 Strike (3)

Everyone under Jiang Pengji's tent naturally thought about what Feng Jue was worried about.

"The power of two evils is the lesser, and the power of two benefits is the most important. Huangzhou Mu is not very human. If he gives up Cangzhou, he only needs to rest assured for a few years, and he will be able to soar into the sky and develop into the lord's confidant." Feng Zhen Smiling and narrowing his eyes, his eyes shone brightly, as if planning something, "In comparison, Chenzhou is a rich place, but because of the royal family, its vitality has been seriously injured, and it is difficult to achieve success in a short period of time."

In troubled times, developing well does not mean reaching the end.

If the hands and fists are not strong enough, even if the general manages the land well, it will only be a wedding dress for the opponent in the end.

After some calculations, everyone insisted that the value of Cangzhou was greater than that of Chenzhou, and it would be great if they could exchange the second county of Cangzhou from Huang Song.

Li Yun looked at Kun Yutu, feeling worried for a while.

"If that's the case... don't we face a situation where we are surrounded by enemies?"

Beiyuan Yi clan, Zhongzhao Nie clan, Huang Song and Xu Pei in Dongqing territory, the former two are powerful, while the latter two have natural geographical advantages. If the four sides join forces to attack, the battle line will be too long, and the protagonist will fall into a very passive and dangerous situation.

Fengzhen frowned slightly, and said helplessly, "Hanmei, this choice is also a last resort. If the lord takes Chenzhou, it will be too difficult to defend. If nothing is done, Huangzhou Mu will be able to occupy the two counties of Haozhou, Chenzhou and Cangzhou. is as dangerous as it is.”

Since the three roads are so steep, it is better to choose the most favorable one.

How about besieged on all sides?

They can always find a way to break the game. If they don't even have this confidence, what can they use to win the competition?

Li Yun thought carefully, and his handsome face showed a bit of sadness.

I wish I could shake mountains and sweep the world for my lord!

Meng Heng thought carefully, he seemed to think of something, and his frown gradually relaxed.

Jiang Pengji paid attention to his expression, and asked, "Does Shijiu have a clever plan?"

Meng Heng came out and said, "Heng thought of the Strategist."

"A strategist?"

Meng Heng nodded and said, "Zhenghengjia is one of the hundreds of schools of thought, and it promotes the art of combining vertical and horizontal. The prime minister of the Great Xia Dynasty, Huang Fuxiu, also recruited the leaders of hundreds of schools. In the distant country, he attacked his neighbors, and finally assisted Xia Taizu to unify Kyushu. The lord exchanged the second county of Cangzhou from Huangzhou Mu. It seems that he will face the dilemma of being surrounded by enemies, but there must be a glimmer of life if he exerts his strength."

At the beginning of Daxia’s establishment, there was a grand scene where hundreds of schools challenged each other and contended with each other. Different schools competed for excellence, and the academic research atmosphere was strong. This wave didn't last long. When Huangfu Xiu was put to death, the imperial court ordered Confucianism to be respected and other academic schools suppressed.

Today, hundreds of schools have recovered, but Confucianism is still the top of the hundred schools, occupying most of the market, and other schools of thought are low-key.

Jiang Pengji was about to listen carefully when she caught a glimpse of the content of the barrage in the live broadcast room from the corner of her eye.

[Moon of War]: Strategists, but this world doesn't seem to have the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, how did they come together?

[That's right]: There are Confucius and Mencius Analects in this world, why can't there be a combination of vertical and horizontal? It's normal to think similarly.

[Small steamed buns]: Long-distance and close-to-attack, there is no Premier Zhou in the world of anchors, right? It's embarrassing to watch Honey Juice, it's a good show.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: The term "distance and close attack" comes from the policy of the Warring States—the king is not as good as the long distance and close attack, and the inch is the king's inch, and the king's foot is the king's foot—the core meaning is to connect with countries that are far away, and attack distance Nearby country, I don't look embarrassed.

[Blue Butterfly Clothes]: During the Warring States Period, the Qin State was able to surpass the gods in one hit and six, and there are only four anchors here, so what are you afraid of!

Seeing these bullet screens, Jiang Pengji felt much happier.

It's just one hit four, and she doesn't hesitate.

She gestured for Meng Heng to continue with her eyes, but the latter hesitated for a moment, and said, "The Beiyuan Yi clan is certainly powerful, but they are not without worries. My lord, why not secretly show favor to the Beiyuan royal family or other gentry, so as to contain the Yi clan, Let them have no time to care about him."

Beiyuan is a strange country, the royal family is weak, and the power of the country is in the hands of a few noble families.

The Yi family also has deadly enemies, so it may not be impossible to send envoys to instigate lobbying.

By analogy, this method can also be used in several other companies.

Because of this matter, everyone held a secret meeting for a long time, and the brows that were originally frowning were finally slowly relaxed.

Although it is a risky move, if it is done well, it can be put to death in the end and survived.

Wei Ci sat down and looked at Jiang Pengji's side face, his eyes sparkled like spring water, shining with an intoxicating soft light.

He was very grateful that God gave him a second chance, so that he could make up for the regrets of the previous life, and watched this person enter the Ninth Five-Year Plan again with his own eyes.

Just as he was thinking, his fingertips touched something moist and hot.

Looking down, it turned out that the black and white meatball used its nose for his hands, and its innocent black eyes looked at him shiningly.

The black and white meatball licked his fingers with its mouth, trying to suck out something, but there was no movement for a while, it was as sad as a salted fish that had lost its dream.

Wei Ci chuckled secretly.

In order not to disturb others, he secretly covered it with his sleeve, hugged it on his knees, and took the pre-cooked jerky from his sleeve.

Fortunately, the meeting ended quickly, and Wei Ci carried the meat ball out as if nothing had happened, and with a glance, he found the soldier who was taking care of the meat ball.

The pawn did not dare to approach the main tent, so he could only stay there anxiously wiping his sweat.

He just took a nap, but he didn't expect that the pet that the military division asked him to take care of had disappeared without a trace.

Wei Ci comforted him with a funny smile, "Take good care of it, don't let it run around in the camp, or it's easy to be sneaked away by someone."

The little pawn nodded repeatedly, and was about to take the meat ball away, but was embarrassed to find that the meat ball was using all four claws, holding on to Wei Ci's sleeve, and kept groaning, the voice of grievance was like accusing a scumbag who abandoned his wife and daughter. Wei Ci raised his hand to pat it on the head, and said softly, "Don't get angry."

The pawn secretly peeped at Wei Ci from the corner of his eye, seeing his gentle expression, he couldn't help but secretly startled.

Mister is indeed a banished immortal, no matter what he does, he looks so good-looking.

"Those who know the inside story know that you are raising pets, but those who don't know think you are raising children."

Feng Zhen followed up and found that Wei Ci's "loving father" demeanor was natural and unaffected, and he was even more skilled than the old driver.

"If Zixiao had a child, wouldn't he be pampered by you?"

Feng Zhen joked with a smile, but Wei Ci's expression was a little darker.

The tone is cold and authentic, "Excessive pampering is flattery."

"Zixiao is quite understanding, he really doesn't seem like someone who doesn't even have a family."

Wei Ci squinted his eyes, as if asking——

Is this the reason why you are so pitiful?

Feng Zhen changed the subject stiffly, "Cough—don't talk about these—Zi Xiao also agrees with the lord's use of the art of connecting horizontally?"

"Yes, I agree, but the candidates have not yet been decided." Wei Ci said, "Huang Song and Xu Pei are okay to talk about, and the details are clear, but Beiyuan Yi and Zhongzhao Nie are not so easy to dismiss."

It is easy to talk about it on paper, but difficult to put it into practice.