Jiang Pengji ignored the salted fish's crusade against her.

She said, "An Yuman is confident, the combat strength of the four Nanban divisions has been greatly damaged, but he is also a ruthless character, and several forces will be able to win?"

Wei Ci knew why she said this, the Huangshui Guild Alliance was a lesson from the past, and a group of guys who participated in the Guild Alliance always didn't work hard.

"The chances of winning are far greater than the likelihood of losing." ”

The Nansheng Huimeng is different from the Huangshui Huimeng in Dongqing.

The Huangshui Huimeng is for King Qin, and the enemy is the pseudo-emperor Changshou King who is trying to claim the emperor, to put it mildly, this is the royal internal tearing conference, and the princes of the alliance are salted fish watching the excitement. For these princes with stiff wings, whoever becomes the emperor of Dongqing is the same, so most of them play soy sauce and don't work hard. At the forefront is the unjust leader, and the loss is definitely the greatest.

Each prince has his own thoughts, and everyone wants to retain their strength, make their wings harder, and not listen to the edicts of the imperial court.

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

That's a Southern Barbarian who is not of my race, and his heart must be different!

The Southern Barbarians are a threat to the Nansheng princes, and if the princes do not join forces to crush the Nanban Four to death, when they are alone, they may be killed by the Nanban Four Divisions. For this reason, they both work and contribute, and the odds of winning have skyrocketed.

They are not fighting for the great good, they are fighting for their own lives!

Jiang Pengji raised her cheeks and said, "In this way, it would be better for me to promise an alliance?"

The opinion of the people is also to agree to an alliance, so it is better to form an alliance.

Anyway, whether it is an ally or an enemy, she will be crushed to death in the end, and An Xin knows that she is familiar with killing and still comes up, so don't blame her.

How could Hua Yuan not know Jiang Pengji's thoughts?

Just from the sentence she said in front of herself, "I have formed an alliance with Shinzhao, I have also formed an alliance with Bogao, and I have also formed an alliance with Zhengze, and Duoxi will also ally with me", Hua Yuan knew that this woman was extremely aggressive, and she was no less dangerous than Nanban.

Hua Yuan didn't stay too long, and when he got Jiang Pengji's affirmative reply, 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 Nansheng has a lot of things, and it's a pity that Yuan can't see the appearance of Lanting Gong unifying Dongqing with his own eyes." Here, Yuan wishes the Lanting Gongwu prosperity on behalf of my lord——"

Jiang Pengji said, "I want you to say auspiciously." ”

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

In addition to him, there is also An Xuan's heir in the car, the current young master of the An family.

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy was still dressed in ordinary clothes, and his face was smeared with dirty ash to hide his natural good looks.

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

After waiting for the car to roll 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 both think that Liu Xi can win? The situation is changing rapidly, and Huang Song may not be able to turn over. ”

Away from the camp, Hua Yuan's second personality brows gradually stretched.

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

Now that he had "escaped", he relaxed.

"What did you see in the Liuxi camp in the past two days?"

Hua Yuan treats the boy as a student and a son, and his guidance is very attentive.

The boy told the truth.

He was a boy boy and occasionally dealt with barracks logistics, and he was impressed by their high quality and discipline.

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

The boy was stunned.

Hua Yuan said, "Throughout the ages, the history books will only record those wise men and fierce generals who have the ability to win a thousand miles, when did they remember ordinary soldiers? No matter how smart the wise man is, it is still empty talk if the plan is not implemented, and if the military general does not have soldiers to charge for him, he is just a reckless man." It is often not the wise men and brave generals who decide the outcome of a war, but the soldiers. ”

The role of strategists and generals in warfare is overexaggerated, and the soldiers, who are the key to victory or defeat, are overly exaggerated.

Whether it is the strategy of the strategist or the command and dispatch of the general, the essence is only assistance.

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 with relief.

Before he could speak, his head hurt, and he involuntarily raised his hand to hold his aching brain.

The young man saw it, and knew that Mr. had lost his mind and committed it again.

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

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

The boy cautiously called, "Sir?"

When Mr. lost his heart and had a crazy attack, he often didn't recognize him, and he had to confirm whether Hua Yuan in front of him was Mr.

Hua Yuan looked at the young man with strange eyes, "Hmm, what's wrong, what kind of place is this?"

The young man sneered, "We are on our way back, sir, do you remember the students?"

Hua Yuan frowned, his upright sitting posture changed to a very casual posture, and his eyes added a bit of terrifying fierceness.

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

The boy was startled by the look and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hmph—An Duoxi is bold, isn't he?" Hua Yuan said, "I'm Liu Xi, stop the carriage and send me back immediately!"

Boy: "......"

Mommy!!

No one expected that Hua Yuan had re-split a personality that claimed to be "Lanting Gong Liuxi"!

Such a terrifying divine plot, Wei Ci didn't dare to think about it. Although Hua Yuan's personality calls himself "Lanting Gong Liuxi", and his strength is greater than that of ordinary people, Hua Yuan's body is too wasteful, and the newly born personality is still violently suppressed by everyone and tied up solidly.

Hua Yuan made a fuss all afternoon, and the new personality finally fell into a deep sleep with exhaustion, and the main body Hua Yuan climbed the line with difficulty.

The boy burst into tears.

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

Jiang Pengji didn't know Hua Yuan's divine operation, she was hurrying to train her troops, and secretly rubbed to prepare to kill Huang Song.

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, the wheat field has taken off its green clothes, and the heavy ears of wheat are dyed golden.

Usually at this time, the fields are full of people hurrying to harvest grain, and the air is filled with a pleasant smell.

This year is different, there is no singing and laughter in the air, only slaughter.

Huang Song sent soldiers and horses to harvest the autumn grain, working overtime day and night, and tensing his nerves to prevent the enemy's sneak attack.

Jiang Pengji pinched her fingers and made a crisp rattling sound.

"Me and Pegao, it's time to make an end!"