Jiang Pengji ignored Salted Fish's attack on her.
She said, "An Cui is quite confident. The combat power of the four factions of Nanman has been greatly reduced, but he is still a ruthless character. Can a few forces win by forming an alliance?"
Wei Ci knew why she said that. The alliance meeting at Huangshui was an example. A group of people who participated in the alliance never put in the effort.
He said, "The possibility of winning is far greater than the possibility of losing."
The alliance meeting at Nanshui was different from the alliance meeting at Huangshui in Dongqing.
The alliance meeting at Huangshui was to protect the emperor. The enemy was the fake emperor, Prince Changshou, who was trying to become emperor. To put it bluntly, it was an internal battle within the royal family. The feudal lords at the alliance meeting were idle fish watching the fun. For these feudal lords who had grown up, it was the same no matter who became the emperor of Dongqing. Therefore, most of them were just bystanders. The ones who rushed to the front were the spendthrift. They would definitely suffer the greatest losses.
The feudal lords each had their own ideas. Everyone wanted to preserve their strength so that their wings would grow stronger and they would not listen to the imperial edict.
Nansheng was different. The enemies of their alliance meeting were not their own people, but the four factions of Nanman!
They were the barbarians of Nanman who were not of the same race and had different intentions!
The barbarians of Nanman were a threat to the feudal lords of Nansheng. If the feudal lords did not join forces to suppress the four factions of Nanman, they might be killed by the four factions of Nanman when they were alone. For this reason, they put in the effort and effort. Their chances of winning were greatly increased.
They were not fighting for righteousness. They were fighting for their own lives!
Jiang Pengji rested her chin on her hand and said, "In that case, it would be better if I agreed to the alliance?"
Everyone's opinion was to agree to the alliance. They might as well form an alliance.
Regardless of whether they were allies or enemies, they would be crushed by her in the end. An Cui knew that she was familiar with them, but he still came forward. He could not blame her.
How could Hua Yuan not know what Jiang Pengji was thinking?
Just from the words she said in front of him, "I once formed an alliance with Xin Zhao, Bogao, Zheng Ze, and Duo Xi also wants to form an alliance with me," Hua Yuan knew that this woman was extremely aggressive, and the danger she gave him was no less than that of the Southern Man.
Hua Yuan did not stay for long. When he received Jiang Pengji's reply, he left with the diplomatic group.
Before he left, Hua Yuan's second personality maintained a stiff smile and said to her, "It's a pity that Nansheng has many things to attend to. It's a pity that I can't see the Duke of Lanting unify Dongqing with my own eyes. Here, on behalf of my Master, I wish you good luck in martial arts … "
Jiang Pengji said, "Thank you for your auspicious words."
Hua Yuan boarded the carriage and left under the escort of his guards.
Other than him, An Cui's heir, the current young master of the An family, was also in the carriage.
This eleven or twelve year old boy was still wearing ordinary clothes, and he even smeared some dirt on his face to hide his natural good looks.
His status in the diplomatic mission wasn't that of a young master, but rather that of an inconspicuous errand boy.
After the wheels of the cart rolled forward for a quarter of an hour, they were already very far away from Jiang Pengji's campsite. Only then did the youth open his mouth to ask the question.
"Sir, why are you and Mr. Lu so sure that Liu Xi will win? The situation changes rapidly. Huang Song might be able to make a comeback. "
Far away from the campsite, Hua Yuan's second persona's brows slowly relaxed.
Staying in Jiang Pengji's camp, he was constantly on edge and couldn't sleep the whole night. He kept feeling that he was in a dangerous situation and could lose his life at any time.
Now that he had "escaped with his life," he relaxed.
"What did you see at Liu Xi's campsite in the past two days?"
Hua Yuan treated the youth as a student and a son, and he was very attentive in giving him pointers.
The youth told him the truth.
He was an errand boy, and he could occasionally interact with the military camp's logistics department. Their high quality and discipline left a deep impression on him.
Hua Yuan listened carefully and said, "What you saw was the key to Liu Xi's victory."
The youth was stunned.
Hua Yuan said, "Since ancient times, history books only record the wise men and brave generals who have the ability to determine victory from a thousand miles away. When have they ever recorded the ordinary soldiers? No matter how smart a wise man is, his plans are still empty words if they don't come to fruition. If a general doesn't have soldiers to fight for him, he's just a boorish man. What decides the outcome of a war is often not the most intelligent people or the most valiant generals, but rather the soldiers. "
People exaggerate the role of strategists and generals in a war, but they ignore the soldiers. They are the key to victory.
Whether it's the strategists' strategies or the generals' commands and dispatches, they are essentially auxiliary.
It's laughable that people are so ignorant that they often put the cart before the horse.
The youth carefully pondered Hua Yuan's words, and the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Seeing this, Hua Yuan smiled lightly with relief.
Before he could speak, he felt a sudden pain in his head. He couldn't help but raise his hand to press on his throbbing head.
The youth looked at him and knew that his teacher had lost his mind again.
He didn't dare to move and looked nervously at Hua Yuan.
Hua Yuan rubbed his forehead with one hand and grabbed the clothes on his knees with the other. It took him a long time to recover.
The youth carefully called out, "Teacher?"
When his teacher lost his mind, he often didn't recognize him. He had to confirm if the Hua Yuan in front of him was his teacher.
Hua Yuan looked at the youth with a strange expression. "Hmm? What's wrong? Where is this place? "
The youth said awkwardly, "We're on our way back. Teacher, do you still remember me?"
Hua Yuan frowned. He changed his upright sitting posture to a very casual one, and a terrifying look appeared in his eyes.
"What teacher?" Hua Yuan looked around and confirmed that he was in the carriage. His expression changed instantly. "You kidnapped me?"
The youth was startled by the look in his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
"Hmph — An Duoxi has grown bolder, hasn't he?" Hua Yuan said, "I'm Liu Xi. Stop the carriage and send me back immediately!"
The youth was speechless.
Oh my!
No one expected Hua Yuan to split into another personality that called itself "Liu Xi, the Duke of Lanting."
Wei Ci didn't even dare to think about such a terrifying plot. Even though Hua Yuan's personality called itself "Liu Xi, the Duke of Lanting," and was stronger than an ordinary person, Hua Yuan's body was too weak. The newly born personality was still suppressed by everyone and tied up firmly.
Hua Yuan messed around for the entire afternoon. The new personality finally fell into a deep sleep out of exhaustion, and the original Hua Yuan climbed back online with difficulty.
The youth's eyes were filled with tears.
The teacher called himself "Liu Xi, the Duke of Lanting." It was too terrifying!
Jiang Pengji didn't know about Hua Yuan's magical operation. She was busy training her troops and preparing to kill Huang Song.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, the wheat fields were no longer green, and the heavy ears of wheat were dyed gold.
Usually, at this time, the fields were full of people who were busy harvesting grain. The air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
But this year was different. There were no songs and laughter in the air. There was only a somber atmosphere.
Huang Song sent his troops to harvest the autumn grain. He worked overtime day and night, and at the same time, he tensed up and guarded against the enemy's sneak attack.
Jiang Pengji cracked her fingers, which made a crisp cracking sound.
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