1314th: Cutting Huangsong, Dongqing 1 Tong (56)

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Jiang Pengji ignored Salted Fish's crusade against her.

She said, "An Min is quite confident. The four Southern Man tribes have lost a lot of power, but they are still a ruthless character. How many forces can win by forming an alliance?"

Wei Ci knew why she said that, the Huangshui League is a lesson learned from the past, a group of guys who participated in the League always worked hard but didn't work hard.

"The odds of winning are far greater than the odds of losing," he said.

The Nansheng Huimeng was different from Dongqing's Huangshui Huimeng.

The Huangshui League is for the King Qin, and the enemy is the false emperor Changshou Wang who is trying to become emperor. To put it bluntly, this is the royal internal competition meeting, and the princes of the alliance are salted fish watching the excitement. For these vassal forces whose wings have hardened, it doesn't matter whoever is the emperor of Dongqing, so most of them just play soy sauce and don't work hard. Those who rush to the forefront are the ones who are taken advantage of, and the losses must be the greatest.

The princes of each family have their own ideas, and everyone wants to preserve their strength, make their wings stronger, and refuse to obey the imperial edict.

Nansheng is different, the enemy of their alliance is not their own family but the four tribes of Nanman!

That is a Southern barbarian who is not of our race and must have a different heart!

The Nanman barbarians were a threat to the Nansheng princes. If the princes did not join hands to kill the four tribes of the Nanman, when they were left alone, they might be killed by the four tribes of the Nanman. For this reason, they both work and contribute, and their odds of winning soar.

They are not fighting for righteousness, they are fighting for their own lives!

Jiang Pengji rested her chin and said, "So, it would be better if I promised to form an alliance?"

Everyone agrees to form an alliance, so let's just form an alliance.

Anyway, whether it's an ally or an enemy, she will be crushed to death in the end. If An Xing knows that she is familiar with killing, but still joins in, don't blame her.

Why doesn't Hua Yuan know Jiang Pengji's thoughts?

Just from her saying in front of her face, "I once formed an alliance with Xinzhao, I once formed an alliance with Bo Gao, and I once formed an alliance with Zhengze, and Duoxi will also form an alliance with me", Huayuan knew that this woman had an extremely strong desire Aggressiveness, the danger to him is no less than that of Nanman.

Hua Yuan didn't stay for too long, and when he got a positive reply from Jiang Pengji, he left with the mission.

Before leaving, Hua Yuan's second personality still had a stiff smile on her face, and said to her, "It's a pity that there are so many things in Nansheng, and it's a pity that Yuan can't see with his own eyes how Lord Lanting ruled Dongqing. Here, Yuan For my lord, I wish Duke Lanting's martial arts prosperity--"

Jiang Pengji said, "I entrust you with a good word."

Hua Yuan got into the carriage and left under the support of the guards.

Besides him, there was also An Jing's heir in the car, who is now the young master of the An family.

This eleven or twelve-year-old boy is still wearing ordinary clothes, and some dirty ash has been smeared on his face to cover up his natural good looks.

His status in the mission is not a young master, but the most inconspicuous boy.

After the wheels rolled forward for a quarter of an hour, everyone was already far away from Jiang Pengji's camp, and the young man asked unhurriedly.

"Sir, why do you and Mr. Lu believe that Liu Xi can win? The current situation is changing rapidly, and Huang Song may not be able to stand up."

Far away from the camp, Hua Yuan's second personality gradually frowned.

Staying in Jiang Pengji's camp, his nerves were tense all the time, he couldn't sleep all night, he always felt that he was in a dangerous situation and would die at any time.

Now that he's "escaped," he relaxes.

"In the past two days, what did you see in Liu Xi's camp?"

Huayuan regards the young man as both a student and a son, and he is very attentive in teaching him.

The boy told the truth.

He is a boy doing odd jobs, and occasionally he can also deal with the logistics of the military camp. Their high quality and discipline have left a deep impression on him.

Hua Yuan listened carefully, and said, "What the young master saw is the key to Liu Xi's victory."

The boy was stunned.

Hua Yuan said, "Throughout the ages, history books will only record those wise men and warriors who have the ability to win thousands of miles. When will ordinary soldiers be recorded? No matter how clever a wise man is, a strategy is still empty talk if it is not implemented. If a general has no soldiers to support him charge into battle,

But a fool. It is often not the wise men or brave generals who decide the outcome of a war, but the soldiers. "

People over exaggerated the role of strategists and generals in war, but ignored soldiers, who are the key to victory.

Whether it is the strategy of a counselor or the command and dispatch of a general, the essence is just an assistant.

It's ridiculous that people in the world are ignorant, and they often put the cart before the horse and don't know it.

The young man pondered Hua Yuan's words carefully, and the confusion in his eyes gradually receded.

Seeing this, Hua Yuan smiled in relief.

Before he could open his mouth, his head suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his sore head.

The young man saw it, and knew that Mr. lost his mind and committed another crime.

He didn't dare to move, and looked at Huayuan nervously.

Hua Yuan caressed her forehead with one hand, and grabbed the clothes on her knees with the other, and it took a long time to recover.

The boy called cautiously, "Sir?"

When the husband loses his mind, he often doesn't recognize him. He has to confirm whether the Huayuan in front of him is the husband.

Hua Yuan looked at the boy with strange eyes, "Huh? What's the matter? What is this place?"

The boy said awkwardly, "We are on our way back, sir, do you still remember the students?"

Hua Yuan frowned, and changed his upright sitting posture into a very casual one, adding a bit of terrifying sternness to his eyes.

"What sir?" Hua Yuan looked around and confirmed that he was in the carriage, his complexion changed instantly, "You kidnapped me?"

The boy was taken aback by that look, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hmph -- An Duoxi is getting more courageous, right?" Hua Yuan said, "I'm Liu Xi, stop the carriage immediately and take me back!"

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mother! ! !

No one expected that Hua Yuan split a personality again who claimed to be "Lanting Gong Liu Xi"!

Wei Ci didn't even dare to imagine such a horrifying plot. Although Hua Yuan's personality calls himself "Lanting Gong Liuxi" and is stronger than ordinary people, Hua Yuan's body is too useless, and the newly born personality is still violently suppressed by everyone and tied up firmly.

After Huayuan made trouble all afternoon, the new personality finally fell into a deep sleep exhaustedly, and the main body Huayuan struggled to climb onto the line.

The teenager burst into tears.

Mr. calls himself "Lanting Gong Liuxi" or something, it's really scary!

Jiang Pengji didn't know about Hua Yuan's skillful manipulation, she was in the middle of her military training, secretly preparing to cull Huang Song.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment, and the wheat fields take off their green clothes in the blink of an eye, and the heavy ears of wheat are dyed golden.

Usually at this time, the fields are full of people rushing to collect grain, and the air is filled with joy.

This year is different, there are no joyful songs and laughter in the air, only chill.

Huang Song sent soldiers and horses to harvest the autumn grain as soon as possible. While working overtime day and night, he tensed his nerves to prevent the enemy from sneaking in.

Jiang Pengji squeezed her fingers, making a crisp crunching sound.

"Bogao and I, it's time to make an end!"