If a person must marry a person he does not love, he must be a wife, he must be friends with a group of people who calculate himself, he must recognize a person he cannot face, he must be a father, and he must be a family in a place that he obviously hates very much. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, is there any better way for this person to escape from all this?

Wukong is like this, the reason why he wants to beat Li Mi is actually the slightest bit related to the beautiful words he said, and it has nothing to do with it.

The Great Holy City, the capital of the Great Flavor Country, the Great Holy City with the passage of the two realms, is Wukong's only goal!

He just wants to escape, wants to find his relatives and friends, wants to return to the Sealed Demon Mountain, and wants to go home.

How could Jing Jiashi not understand Wukong's thoughts? How could she let Wukong go away and ruin the current good situation?

However, not only did she not oppose Wukong, but on the contrary, this extremely smart female marshal was the first to speak up to support her little puppet.

"Yes! After leveling Li Mi, the entire Zhuozhou is in our pocket. After taking Zhuozhou, Li Tang will never be able to be our opponent. At that time, I am expected to reunify the country of Dasui! As the marshal of the empire, I agree with Du Zhongshu's opinion. Jing Jiashi looked at Wukong and preached firmly.

As soon as she said this, Du Fuwei, Xu Shiji, Li Baiyao, and Wang Xingdan all stared at her eyes, trying to figure out, is Jing Jiashi really confused this time?

"Alas...... , Jia Shi is still my brother after all. When it mattered, he didn't disappoint me. In comparison, I still blame him, which is so bad. Thinking of this, Wukong looked at his brother apologetically.

After Jing Jiashi received Wukong's apology, her heart instantly calmed down, and she and Wukong

The estrangement between them was finally completely erased by himself effortlessly.

"Marshal Jing, before the two armies fought, if it was righteous and angry, it would be ...... The Great Flavor Empire is dominating the north and has millions of troops, if our army attacks north at this time, can it win quickly?" Li Baiyao asked Jing Jiashi solemnly.

"Self-righteous old man, don't I know?" Jing Jiashi frowned tightly, without saying a word, despising the other party in his heart.

Li Baiyao saw that the other party had nothing to say, as if he understood his mistake, so he turned his head and asked Xu Shiji.

"Ji Shuai has always been the marshal of the Great Flavor Empire, and he should know the situation there well. May I ask Ji Shuai, if our army attacks Dawei in the north now, can we win quickly?" Li Baiyao asked Xu Shiji seriously.

"This old man, why is it so annoying? I didn't recruit you or provoke you, why do you want to make me ugly? It's so full!" Xu Shiji also frowned, didn't say a word, and scolded the other party angrily in his heart.

The so-called beating people without slapping people in the face, scolding people without scolding people, Xu Shiji has been the marshal of the Dawei Empire, is it a very glorious thing?

Originally, Xu Shiji didn't want to express any personal opinion on this matter, but now it's okay, he was directly asked by Li Baiyao on his face, did he say it or not?

Li Baiyao saw that Xu Shiji had nothing to say, so he looked around at everyone, and finally fell on Wang Xingdan.

"Uncle, don't hurt me, can you?" The two marshals don't want to say the answer, if I tell the answer in a daze, it seems that I can do it, right? Please, don't be so stunned, okay? "Wang Xingdan also frowned, didn't say a word, and kept complaining to the other party in his heart.

However, Li Baiyao still asked him: "Xingdan, do you think our army can win quickly?" Wang Xingdan was afraid of Xu Jing's face, of course, it was impossible to talk about it.

"Old man, what do you mean by rambling? Are you afraid of Li Mi? War is a matter for our young people, you are less here, you can grow the morale of others, and destroy your own prestige! Fighting a war depends on a brave character, and if you can win or not, let's talk about it after fighting!" Wukong has long been tired of Li Baiyao, and he preached in a hurry.

Although Li Baiyao is meticulous in his work and is annoying in his uprightness, he is wholeheartedly loyal to the Du family's father and son!

Everyone was dumbfounded by their own questions, how could Wukong, the little fat young master who also gave him a headache, be able to dismantle his platform?

Without waiting for Li Baiyao to teach Wukong a hard lesson, Du Fuwei smiled and spoke: "Son, fighting a war is absolutely courageous, and what you said is not wrong at all. But...... , the enemy suffered 1,000 casualties, and his own loss of 800, that is not cost-effective in any case......, right? , If our army and Li Mi fight a stalemate, Lin Shihong in the south will definitely take the opportunity to attack north. ”

Du Fuwei gently taught his son the taboo of not fighting on two fronts.

Wukong, Xiao Chan, Chen Leng, Shan Yongxin, and Zhan Ling, after listening to Du Fuwei's explanation, immediately understood that this battle must not attack north!

Now, the Great Flavor Empire has experienced civil strife and unstable people's hearts, and all forces are detached from morality in order to protect themselves, and it is difficult to form a joint force. If our army is Wang Shichong and Zhu Can of the Western Alliance, Dou Jiande and Wang Bo of the Northern Alliance, and the five families attack Dawei together, Li Mi will die!"

"That's right, that's what I think! If the five families attack together, they won't be able to kill him!" Wukong gave his brother a grateful look back, and bragged arrogantly to everyone.

"How can this be reasonable——! Wang Shichong looks at the wolf Gu, Zhu Can dissects the heart and eats people, Wang Bo has a false name, and Dou Jian has no ambitions, how can these people be reliable——! take 10,000 steps back, even if the five families attack together and successfully destroy Li Mi, what should we do next? How to divide the territory? When the five families were fighting, if Lin Shihong did not take the opportunity to attack north, I, Li Baiyao, would be willing to apologize for the crime with death——!" Li Baiyao shouted angrily.

After Wukong listened to Li Baiyao's words, he was instantly dumbfounded, although he very much wanted to conquer the Great Holy City and then hurry home.

However, if the price of his return home is hundreds of thousands of people buried on the battlefield, can he be so selfish?

In fact, from the very beginning, the object of this campaign has no choice at all, although it is possible to win the attack to the north, but it is too risky.

For the Dasui Empire, which has initially established a foundation, steady development is the safest and best choice at the moment.

The Great Flavor Empire is in civil strife, and can only try its best to protect itself, Lin Shihong was beaten by Xiao Xian and retreated to the south, and his strength is at the lowest level in history.

Xiao Xian has a close relationship with the Dasui Empire, Feng Ang is the southern minister of the Dasui Empire, these two are excellent partners who can be united, if they don't destroy Lin Shihong in one fell swoop with a thunderbolt now, and build a safe and incomparably safe rear for themselves, then, wouldn't it be a missed opportunity in vain?

This kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, can you still be pleasantly surprised, and hit your head a second time?

Therefore, counting 100 circles, "Sanjia Pingnan" is the best choice 10,000 times better than "Wujia Attacking the North" in any case.

Jing Jiashi pretended to be helpless, looking at Wukong with blank eyes, and everyone else also looked at him with serious expressions, all quietly waiting for his choice!

"You ...... Whatever. Wukong gritted his teeth, and after saying this, he slowly stood up and walked towards the door in despair.

He couldn't just ignore the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers for his own selfishness, and insist on carrying out that risky plan instead of the better choice.

Wukong sat in the carriage with his head down, and in his heart, he repeatedly considered a plan, that is, whether he should leave everything behind, and then, go straight to the Great Holy City of the North alone.

"My lord, my lord, there is a person in front of me who stopped the car and said that he wanted to give you a New Year's greeting. Xiaohua said softly to Wukong.

"Fuck Mao'er, let him fuck off!" Wukong was annoyed in his heart, but as soon as he finished complaining, he quickly continued: "Wait, let me see which bastard it is." With that, he lifted the curtain and looked out.

Mao Wenchen was wearing a clean old robe, carrying an extremely shabby, cheapest miniature dim sum box, with a look of apprehension, standing in the cold wind at the entrance of the inner palace, looking at Wukong with a trembling smile.

"Is this worse than me? Take him with you and go home. Wukong instructed the bodyguard lightly.

So, Mao Wenchen, a desperate and down-and-out military advisor, followed the luxury carriage and walked into the Dasui Inner Palace excitedly.