Chapter 140 It's Like Being Dumped

At this moment, there was no time to care about the distraught Jin Emperor. The vanguard of the Jin army had already begun to forcibly scale the city walls.

This wasn't a large city after all, just a fortified wubao (walled village). The Jin soldiers in front used grappling hooks first, while those behind bit their swords and weapons in their mouths, freeing their hands to climb.

Those used for night attacks were definitely the elite of the elite. These Jin soldiers were all fearless. Some fell after their grappling hooks were cut, but as long as they could still stand, they would start climbing again.

Even in the face of arrows shot down from above, these Jin soldiers didn't care. If they were hit, they were hit; if they fell, they fell. But as long as they could still move, they would climb up and fight again.

Even though they were at a disadvantage in terms of terrain, the Jin crossbowmen below still exchanged fire with the Yan soldiers on the city wall, providing cover for their comrades scaling the wall as much as possible.

"Are these guys poisonous? How could half their country be destroyed by two marquises when they're so fearless?"

Zheng Fan couldn't help but curse.

It was difficult to be refined in the atmosphere of the battlefield, especially when Zheng Fan cut off a grappling hook on the wall in front of him with his saber, and an arrow directly hit him in the chest.

Fortunately, his son was strong and blocked it for him.

But Zheng Fan was really startled, and even A'ming and Si Niang next to him were also startled.

Zheng Fan reached out and touched the coffin board behind him, and then he felt a little more at ease.

A'ming immediately stood in front of Zheng Fan, but Zheng Fan pushed him away, his lips trembling as he shouted:

"Get out of the way, let me kill people!"

Seeing this, A'ming didn't insist, and he and Si Niang protected the two wings of their master.

Li Fusheng had said that Zheng Fan needed a breath to advance, and it was simple to replenish this breath: kill people.

Therefore, even though he was panicked, Zheng Fan still gritted his teeth and took the initiative to fight on the front line.

The walls of the wubao (walled village) weren't high after all, and soon many Jin soldiers appeared on the city walls.

Although most of them were overturned by the Yan soldiers waiting in front with their sabers, bows and arrows, or spears as soon as they came up, all they were asking for was a widespread net.

As long as there was a breakthrough and they could hold on, they could constantly bring up their comrades.

Moreover, they seemed to be really prepared.

Before long, dozens of Jin soldiers who could glow suddenly appeared in a position to the west of Zheng Fan. They all wore the armor of ordinary Jin soldiers, inconspicuous, but after climbing to a certain height, they directly circulated their qi and blood and rushed up, more than a dozen people rushing forward at the cost of their lives. The people behind immediately followed, and they actually cleared out an area on the city wall.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!"

At this time, a roar came from the city wall, and Fan Li, whose whole body was wrapped in armor like a large iron can, directly rolled over like a wild beast wielding a pair of large axes.

"Go help A'li!"

"Master, I'll go!"

Liang Cheng shouted and rushed over with him.

The width of the wubao (walled village) city wall wasn't large. Normal large city walls could accommodate several carriages traveling side by side, but this wubao (walled village) obviously couldn't meet this standard. However, because of this, the narrow space gave Fan Li this large iron can a great advantage.

Don't bother with moves, and don't fight about combat experience, just run into them, and one axe will finish it!

And with Liang Cheng covering Fan Li's side, Liang Cheng himself was very physically strong, and the two Demon Kings cooperated extremely well. One charged in front, and the other supplemented the attack while guarding against those Jin soldiers who tried to get close to Fan Li.

At this time,

The Blind Man directly ordered:

"Release the arrows!"

The archers on both wings and under the city wall immediately drew their bows and nocked their arrows. Although they were puzzled, they still shot the arrows in their hands.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"

"Clang clang!"

The arrows shot at Fan Li's large iron can, and most of them were deflected. Even if a few shot into the armor, Fan Li's thick skin and flesh didn't matter.

Liang Cheng leaned forward and used Fan Li's large body to block most of the arrows for himself. Although two arrows shot from his rear, one hit his left arm and the other shot into his back, the armor protected them, and the zombie's body was already stiff,

It wasn't a big problem.

On the other hand, because they had to scale the city wall and pay attention to speed, the elite experts among these Jin soldiers didn't wear heavy armor. Most of them wore lighter leather armor, and their defense was naturally much weaker. Facing this indiscriminate arrow coverage, they either had to jump off the city wall or stand there and be shot.

If it were any other army defending the city, they would never have taken such a measure. It was very likely that their own side would collapse before the enemy did, and even if they deliberately opened up a section of the city wall specifically for the enemy, it was impossible. This was equivalent to surrendering.

Only Zheng Fan's side, with two physically strong Demon Kings, dared to play such a trick: two Demon Kings first blocked the enemy, and then there was a wave of indiscriminate mutual damage.

The effect was naturally extremely good. When the nearby Yan soldiers re-killed, the gap that had previously been almost opened by the Jin army was once again filled.

At this moment,

The sound of a signal arrow sounded again.

Liang Cheng didn't bother to pull out the arrow on his shoulder and shouted towards the fort:

"Zuo Jiqian!"

Inside the wubao (walled village), Zuo Jiqian immediately got up. Beside him, there were more than two hundred knights sitting on the ground next to their warhorses.

"Mount up!"

Zuo Jiqian jumped onto his horse and waved his saber forward,

"Charge!"

"Crack..........."

The gate of the wubao (walled village) was opened at this time.

The Jin soldiers outside were stunned, but soon, the sound of horses galloping came from inside the gate.

Two hundred cavalrymen directly rushed out of the wubao (walled village), wielding their sabers, and slashed at the Jin soldiers under the wubao (walled village).

On the city wall, Zheng Fan had just slashed down a Jin soldier who was trying to climb up, and frowned as he looked at the cavalry that had rushed out of the wubao (walled village) below.

But soon, he understood.

Xue San was still hiding between the Jin army camp and the wubao (walled village). The first signal arrow was to inform them that the enemy was going to launch a night attack.

The signal arrow just now conveyed another message: that the Jin army's main general saw that the vanguard soldiers had failed to break through the city wall, so he wasn't prepared to force a large-scale siege at this time.

In other words, the Jin army was in a state of disconnection at this time, and Liang Cheng's order for Zuo Jiqian to rush out of the city was indeed the right decision.

However, this decision was also based on sufficient confidence in Xue San's reconnaissance ability. If someone else sent the wrong signal, the Jin army might take the opportunity to seize the gate.

So, he was lucky, wasn't he? Other transmigrators had to start from scratch with great difficulty, but he was directly given a full set of talents.

After a round of charging, Zuo Jiqian didn't linger and led his troops back into the wubao (walled village) in time.

The gate of the wubao (walled village) was closed again, and sandbags were filled in behind it.

Calm descended again.

Zheng Fan silently took out another cigarette. After thinking about it, he still didn't smoke on the city wall. Smoking with his butt sticking out was too awkward.

After getting off the city wall, Zheng Fan directly found a corner and sat down, took out a cigarette, and just put it in his mouth when he discovered that there was actually a person sitting in the depths of this corner.

This person was hugging his knees, his hair was disheveled, and he was shivering there.

"Why are you so unmanly..."

Zheng Fan thought it was one of his soldiers and was about to reprimand him, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. This wasn't a soldier, this was the Jin Emperor!

Where did the Jin Emperor have even half of his imperial demeanor at this time?

He looked exactly like someone in later generations who had gambled away his fortune and was about to go to the roof.

Zheng Fan silently smoked his cigarette, while the Jin Emperor was silently sobbing beside him.

In fact, even now, Zheng Fan wasn't sure what the Jin Emperor's reasons were for doing this.

Could it be that he was really addicted to gambling and just naively thought he could win?

On one side, the Yan Emperor was borrowing a path to attack Jin, and on the other side, the Qian Emperor was using the Yan people's knife to scrape the bone to heal the poison. Did he, Yu Ciming, think he could play like this too?

Don't look at what kind of trump cards others have and what kind of trump cards you have...

After a while,

The Jin Emperor took a deep breath,

And began to tidy up his clothes, very meticulously tidying up.

"General Zheng, can you pass me the water bag?"

Zheng Fan untied the water bag from his waist and threw it to the Jin Emperor.

The Jin Emperor carefully poured water from the water bag and began to smooth his hair.

Zheng Fan watched the Jin Emperor's whole set of actions while puffing out smoke.

The Jin Emperor didn't care, and after carefully tidying himself up, he slowly stood up and cupped his hands to Zheng Fan, saying:

"Thank you, General Zheng, for repelling the Situ family's rebel army and protecting me. The people of the Three Jins will also bear General Zheng's kindness."

Zheng Fan threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, smiled,

And said:

"It's my duty."

"Then I'll go back and rest first."

"Your Majesty, please go and rest."

"Thank you for your hard work, General Zheng."

The Jin Emperor left, walking very straight, but very desolate.

It gave people a very inexplicable feeling,

Like he had been dumped...

Si Niang came over at this time and began to check Zheng Fan's body. Zheng Fan shook his head, took Si Niang's hand, and said:

"You protected me well, I didn't get a single cut on my body."

After all, it wasn't a large-scale siege just now, and the Jin army was just probing. The only arrow that posed a threat to him was blocked by Mo Wan.

"Master, was that the Jin Emperor just now?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it said that the troops outside are his?"

"Who knows? This Yu Ciming is indeed a character, but he doesn't have the life or the ability. But we're being wise in hindsight.

After this time, his trump cards will all be gone. It was clearly his own troops hidden in the capital area, it was clearly the defeated soldiers he had recruited by spending all his savings, it was clearly his biggest bargaining chip, but now they've rebelled.

It will be difficult for him not to become a memorial arch after this."

"In other words, he's useless to us anymore?"

"I can't think of what use he could be. Damn it, there's no point in thinking about these things now. Our Shengle City is gone."

Zheng Fan's heart ached. He had left Cuiliu Fort, which he had personally watched being built, thinking of finding a new base, but who would have thought that before he even took office, the territory would be lost.

It was estimated that Cuiliu Fort had already been assigned to someone else by Xu Wenzu, and he couldn't go back.

"Master, if the territory is gone, we can just find it slowly. There's no rush."

"You're quite open-minded."

"This servant is really open-minded about this. In the past, during the occasional windy days, this servant's clubhouses were blown down countless times, and this servant has long been used to it."

"Si Niang."

"Yes?"

"I know you're comforting me, but can you use a different metaphor next time?"

Comparing starting a business to opening a clubhouse, although it was quite appropriate to a certain extent, it really gave people a strange feeling.

"This servant misspoke."

"It's nothing."

"By the way, Master, didn't you say earlier that this Jin Emperor is useless?"

"From the current point of view, if the capital area is lost, his next step, if we defend the city this time and wait for reinforcements to come to our rescue, should be to go to Jingnan Marquis's side in Li Tian City and quietly become a memorial arch.

If the Yan Emperor is more decisive, it's not impossible to directly transfer him back to Yanjing to be a Duke of Anle.

After all, the Situ family has already established a country, and the division of Jin into two has become a reality. Yu Ciming's role has become negligible.

Thinking about it this way, it's understandable that he suddenly pulled this stunt. If he didn't, his ending would actually be like this."

"Master, this servant has heard..."

"Heard what?"

"I heard that the Jin Empress Dowager is a beautiful widow."

Zheng Fan sighed when he heard this,

And said:

"You have a really good attitude."

………

Outside the wubao (walled village),

Jin Army Camp;

Yu Huacheng, in full military uniform, stood on the high platform outside the big tent, overlooking the situation in the wubao (walled village).

After a while,

He ordered:

"Withdraw the troops."

This night attack had failed. The reaction speed of the Yan army in the wubao (walled village) exceeded his expectations, and the fact that the other side dared to open the gate and send out cavalry to charge the formation after holding on for a wave was enough to prove that the Yan army general inside was a good fighter.

He was still a bit careless.

"Zheng Fan... Zheng Fan..."

Yu Huacheng muttered this name in his mouth,

This was still learned from the population captured outside the wubao (walled village) when the army came during the day about which Yan army was stationed in this wubao (walled village).

"Jian Gong, even a casually pulled-out army of the Yan people is not easy to deal with."

Standing next to Yu Huacheng was a general named Situ Jian Gong, who was Situ Lei's nephew.

"Although I have always looked down on the Helian family and the Wenren family, one only knows how to bluff, and the other only knows how to do business, they are still the foundation of the Three Jin knights. Hundreds of thousands of troops were directly wiped out by the Yan people in one pot. Even if there is a reason for the Yan people entering from behind, it must be said that the Yan people are good at fighting."

"Jian Gong, the Qian Kingdom is now badly damaged, the Chu Kingdom is fighting an internal struggle for the throne, and the Yan people's Zhenbei Army was transferred away last time, and the desert barbarians have not made any movements.

Although it can be seen that the Yan people do not want to fight now and want to recuperate, can Da Cheng hold on if a war really starts at this time?"

The Qian Kingdom would never send troops, they would rather die than send troops.

Even if the Chu Kingdom wanted to send troops at this time, they couldn't.

Once a full-scale war really started, it would be Da Yan fighting the newly established Da Cheng State of the Situ family alone.

"His Majesty's envoy has already gone to Yanjing." Situ Jian Gong said.

Yu Huacheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Sending an envoy to Yanjing meant suing for peace.

"Huacheng, there is one thing that I have never understood."

"Are you saying why I surrendered to Da Cheng?"

"Exactly."

"You really dare to ask."

"I, Situ Jian Gong, am famous for my reckless words. Even on the day my uncle ascended the throne, I joked that this hall was too magnificent and did not conform to the rules, hehe."

This was the persona, and with this kind of persona, it was much more convenient to do things in many cases.

"Has His Majesty punished you?"

"He did, he kicked me here." Situ Jian Gong smiled, "It's not that your place is not good. Before I came, I didn't know that you had already rebelled."

"The world can say that I am greedy for wealth or that I am just trying to survive. Surrendering is surrendering. There is no point in saying any more reasons."

"That's right, but aren't you afraid that Sword Saint will come looking for you with his sword after learning about this?"

Yu Huacheng shook his head.

Situ Jian Gong added: "My uncle knows the temperament of the Sword Saint, but Da Cheng has just been established. Tomorrow, one of the goals is to break through this wubao (walled village) and capture the fake emperor. If you have a way, please pass a few words to the Sword Saint.

His Qian Kingdom's Baili Jian can be a martial arts teacher for the crown prince, and my Da Cheng State can invite the Sword Saint to be the emperor's teacher."

"Emperor's teacher?"

Yu Huacheng was a little surprised.

Heaven, earth, monarch, parents, teacher. The word "teacher" was not so easy to give, especially the emperor's teacher. Even if he didn't hold real power, this pure honor was unimaginably heavy.

"My uncle said that the path of martial arts is for those who have achieved it. My uncle hopes that one day he can get guidance from the Sword Saint."

Yu Huacheng nodded, indicating that he knew.

Situ Jian Gong added: "Your title will be issued soon. This capital area used to belong to your Yu family, and it will still belong to your Yu family in the future. My uncle said that we should not forget those who dug the well when drinking water. The Situ family and the Yu family have always been as close as lips and teeth. It's just that the east wind prevails over the west wind today, and the west wind will prevail over the east wind in the future.

My aunt is a royal woman of the Yu family. My uncle said that he would establish a family motto that from him onwards, the empress of Da Cheng State must always be named Yu."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yu Huacheng bowed and saluted.

Situ Jian Gong immediately cupped his hands to the east and said, "May His Majesty be safe."

"Jian Gong, please go down and rest. Tomorrow, this wubao (walled village) in front of us will definitely be broken."

"I am convinced of your ability. Don't be embarrassed to use the five thousand soldiers I brought. There are bound to be deaths in war. I am open-minded."

After speaking,

Situ Jian Gong turned around and left.

Yu Huacheng looked up at the starry sky for a while before turning around and walking into his big tent.

Inside the big tent,

A man in white was drinking alone.

This man in white was like Kunlun jade, emitting a faint brilliance, giving people a very unreal feeling.

Looking at the other party, Yu Huacheng sighed and said with a bit of resentment:

"Brother."

This handsome man in white was actually the Jin Kingdom Sword Saint, Yu Huaping.

Looking at his younger brother's resentful appearance,

The Sword Saint smiled:

"Are you still blaming me in your heart?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"Blame me if you want to, there's nothing to dare or not. My sword won't be drawn against my own brother. What are you afraid of?"

"I wouldn't dare."

The Sword Saint pointed at Yu Huacheng,

And said:

"We have become estranged, after all, we have become estranged."

The Sword Saint got up, walked to Yu Huacheng, reached out, tidied up Yu Huacheng's armor, and then patted Yu Huacheng's chest,

And said with emotion:

"My brother is indeed becoming more and more heroic."

Yu Huacheng lowered his head.

Earlier, outside the big tent, Situ Jian Gong asked him, what would happen to you if your brother knew that you had betrayed the Jin Emperor?

In fact, no one knew that his betrayal was forced by his brother.

"I know that you have always had a good relationship with that black-faced emperor. You even grew up together since you were young. Outsiders have spread rumors that you two are close friends.

Moreover, at that time, my sword had not been trained yet, which proves that the black-faced emperor really had feelings for you."

"Brother!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." The Sword Saint turned to the side and continued: "I also heard what the kid from the Situ family said outside the big tent earlier.

His Situ family is indeed generous.

But if you really think that I am greedy for these things, then you are wrong.

As a swordsman, I should be alone and serve the sword for life. This is the style of a swordsman. It's a pity that people are not free. How can a sword that is held by others be free?

Li Liangshen of the Northern Sealing County of the Yan Kingdom is the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army; Baili Jian of the Qian Kingdom is said to have gone to Yanjing with Cang Fuzi this time. When he heard that the Yan army was going south, he rushed back to the capital.

The sword maker of the Chu Kingdom is now cheering for the Chu Kingdom's first prince.

Three of the four great swordsmen in the world are no longer free. How can I be an exception?

I told you earlier that the so-called Yu family, the so-called Da Cheng queen must be a woman named Yu, the so-called title, I really don't care.

This time, I, as your elder brother, found you and asked you to betray the black-faced emperor. It was purely because I felt that he was not a good emperor."

Yu Huacheng was silent.

"Our brothers and the black-faced emperor, although we are all named Yu, we have no connection at all, but he is still the Jin Emperor, the monarch of my Three Jin Lands.

Look at what he has done, opening the Nanmen Pass to lead the Yan people into Jin, and half of the Three Jin Lands have been lost. He is ashamed of his ancestors!

The Situ family established a country, and he was worried that his status would decline, so he wanted to forcibly agitate things and stir up this muddy water to start another war between the Situ family and the Yan people. He has no face to meet the people of the Three Jin Lands!"

Speaking of this,

The Sword Saint suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly,

And said:

"What's the point of having an emperor who would rather give it to a friend than a family slave?"

Yu Huacheng raised his head, looked at his brother, and said:

"I really don't know when you would have such thoughts."

The Sword Saint said:

"I also want to thank him, Li Liangshen. When I went to the Northern Sealing County to compete with Li Liangshen, when the battle was in full swing, there was military intelligence saying that the barbarians were acting strangely.

Li Liangshen directly admitted defeat, saying that his sword was not as powerful as mine.

I asked him why?

It was clear that the winner had not been decided, it was clear that I had hidden sword skills that I had not used, it was clear that I could win him upright, why did I have to give him this victory?

He said that his sword was not for fighting with me, he practiced the sword to kill barbarians."

"I said, what does your killing barbarians have to do with me?"

Li Liangshen smiled and said, "If the barbarians come in, do you think the Jin people will have a good time?"

The Sword Saint reached out and stroked his sword, and continued:

"The Yan people often claim to be the guardians of the East against the barbarians, but few people recognize their achievements. After all, if the barbarians enter the East, the first country to be destroyed will be his Yan Kingdom.

This is also what the people in the market say, putting gold on their faces.

Therefore, there was a battle between the Yan people and the barbarians in the desert a hundred years ago, and the Qian army marched north;

Therefore, when the Yan people went south this time, the Qian envoy went to the desert to ask the barbarian royal court to send troops.

But my sword told me that he, Li Liangshen, was really killing barbarians for the countries of the East. He didn't care about the victory or defeat of a competition, or the title of the first swordsman in the world at all.

Therefore, the world said that I fought with him for a long time and did not decide the winner, because I had no face to say that I won, even if I could ensure that I could beat him if I really fought!

At the same time, I also felt that I had lost.

Yes, you and I are both surnamed Yu. Yu is the national surname of Da Jin. Those with the surname Yu are always more reliable and must always stand by that emperor.

But can we have a broader perspective?

Since we with the surname Yu can't be good emperors,

Why not simply let someone with the surname Situ do it?

At least, the people of the Three Jin Lands can suffer less from war."

"You don't agree with my opinion. What should come will always come, and the wars that should be fought will always be fought. Even if the Situ family can make peace with the Yan Kingdom, this peace will never last long.

The heart of an emperor, ambitious plans, and how can others be allowed to sleep soundly beside his bed? This is an unchanging principle since ancient times."

Yu Huacheng was directly pointing at his brother's face and saying that he was too naive.

His heart was overflowing with the Virgin Mary.

The Sword Saint picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said:

"Do you know why the Situ family did not send troops after the Yan people entered the Nanmen Pass and started the war this time?

Do you know why the Yan people did not carry the victory and attack the Situ family after destroying the Helian and Wenren families?

Is it really that the Situ family is cowardly and dare not fight?

Is it really that the Yan Kingdom has exhausted its strength and cannot continue to fight?

Their Yan Kingdom is a group of madmen. Tian Wu Jing even dared to kill his whole family. The Yan Emperor dared to put the national fortune of the Yan Kingdom and the throne of his Ji family on the gambling table!

Why can't they continue to fight, why can't they continue to fight?

Wouldn't it be good to swallow the Three Jin Lands in one breath and eliminate future troubles?"

"Why?" Yu Huacheng asked.

"In the northeast snowfield, the wild people's settlements are acting strangely. It is said that a new king has appeared. The main force of the Situ family is not on the west side at this time, but almost all of them are placed on the side of the Heavenly Fracture Mountain Range to defend against the wild people. So, why do you think Situ Jian Gong only brought a few thousand cavalry to help you this time? Because the Situ family cannot send more troops to the west now."

"This..."

"Do you know why the old master of the Situ family suddenly died?"

"Situ Lei."

"Yes, it was Situ Lei who killed him."

"How... how can you be sure..."

"It was Situ Lei who asked me to kill him. He brought me into the depths of the Situ family, and then I personally killed the old master of the Situ family."

"How... how is this possible..."

"It's ridiculous that Situ Jian Gong still wants you to pass a message to me, asking me to submit to his Da Cheng State. The silly kid doesn't know that his grandfather was stabbed to death by me with one sword."

"Brother, why is this?"

Yu Huacheng didn't understand, why was this, why would his brother, who clearly didn't like secular affairs, voluntarily become a knife in someone else's hand.

"Because the new king of the wild people sent a message saying that the Situ family could let the wild people's army go south to help the Situ family fight against the Yan iron cavalry. The old master of the Situ family was tempted.

Because the Yan people are too scary. Twenty thousand iron cavalry annihilated the Helian and Wenren families' six hundred thousand troops in ten days!

Situ Lei found me and told me about this.

I asked him, why tell me this?

He said, send his old man to the west."

After his old man died,

He ascended the throne and established a country,

The next day, he secretly went to the easternmost part of the Heavenly Fracture Mountain Range.

Therefore, don't look at how lively the Situ family's establishment of the country is this time. It is nothing more than that the local tyrants of the Three Jin Lands are dissatisfied with the Yan people and want to take the opportunity to vent their anger and gamble again.

In fact, the Situ family may have less than 50,000 troops left on the entire western front. The Situ family's main elite forces have all been sent to the Heavenly Fracture Mountain Range."

"No... this... this..."

Yu Huacheng wanted to say, isn't this a joke!

Establishing a country just now, but doing this, wouldn't it be...

The Sword Saint reached out and rubbed his brother's head, as if the two were still children,

And said:

"The Marquis of Zhenbei led a town of the Zhenbei Army, and has already withdrawn from the Jin land and returned north. The Marquis of Jingnan has a large army but is sitting still in Li Tian City. The Yan people have stopped at this time."

"......" Yu Huacheng.

"Look, look, how is the Ji family in the west doing;

Look again, how is the Situ family doing.

Finally, look at what our emperor surnamed Yu is doing. He is like a fish on land, clearly no one is paying attention to him, but he is still struggling hard.

Tsk... Shameful."

"Brother, will I still attack this wubao (walled village) tomorrow?"

"Attack, why not attack?

The Jin Emperor must die.

This is the best result for both sides at the moment. It is most appropriate for our Yu family to do it. Once the Jin Emperor dies, as long as the Situ family defends against the wild people going south, the Yan people will not be able to send troops to attack for a day. This is the tacit understanding between the two sides, and at the moment, Yu Ciming has become the most annoying thing."

"But the Yan army in the wubao (walled village)?"

"It's just this one Yan army. The Yan court shouldn't be so stingy, right? They wouldn't leave others to help solve the problem and prefer to dirty their own hands, right?"

"Brother, what if? What if Tian Wu Jing leads his army here?"

"Then I will just try how many thousands of Jingnan troops my sword can block. When Baili Jian was facing the Zhenbei Army iron cavalry under the city of Shangjing, he didn't dare to draw his sword and turned around and ran away. I have a chance to completely suppress him this time, and no matter how good the literati of the Qian Kingdom are at creating momentum, they will have no face to mention that Baili Jian is the head of the four great swordsmen."

"Brother, don't be impulsive!"

"Well, that's right."

"Cough..." Yu Huacheng.

"If Tian Wu Jing really comes and wants to give him face, then let's slip away."

"......" Yu Huacheng.